Pampered by the Demon
Scarlett was so embarrassed while having the meal.
Mike had eaten all the buns and said such daydreaming words.
Mike had a bad appetite. He only ate a few bites.
After eating, he took out his notebook and sat on the sofa playing with the computer.
Scarlett tidied up the coffee table before washing the bowls consciously.
The kitchen was cleaned up, and the man sitting on the sofa was still holding his computer, not intending to stand up.
Scarlett looked at the sky outside. It was already late.
She did not understand why Mike would come to have dinner with her. At first, she thought that he did not want to eat outside, so she was picky and ran over to have Tilda's food.
But he didn't eat much tonight. He was so picky about his food.
"It might rain at night." she gave a gentle reminder.
The implication was that could you pack up your things and go back home?
Mike didn't respond. His long fingers were still typing on the keyboard.
"If it rains again, it might not be convenient." Scarlett continued.
The drainage system in City B was just like that. It would be troublesome for him to drive back himself.
He stopped playing and looked at Scarlett. She was secretly delighted. "Does he gonna leave now?" she thought.
"Close the window," Mike said.
What?
Scarlett was confused. Seeing that she was standing there dumbly, Mike patiently repeated.
"Close the windows of your house. Why do you always be careless?"
Closing the windows if it rains was common sense that children of all ages knew.
Mike thought that he couldn't let herself live outside. She didn't know how to take care of herself!
"I am careless?" Scarlett pointed at herself.
He had already made such an obvious expulsion order. Did not he understand what she meant, or was he pretending to be foolish?
Who was stupid?
"You still refuse to admit that you're stupid! Are you waiting for me to deduct your salary?"
Scarlett obediently closed the window. When she closed the last room, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
In her territory, why was she so polite to Mike?
Back in the living room, Scarlett glanced at him, who was still struggling with the computer. There was a pile of code on his computer screen.
"What is this?" she asked curiously.
It didn't seem to be the business he did during the day.
"The procedure of the phone, which will be the new product of the Abraham Group in the second half of the year."
Scarlett's heart skipped a beat.
Wasn't this the thing that Allen asked her to steal, but she refused?
"Why are you doing this?"
Wasn't he the president? Wasn't this procedure done by the Technical Department? It was said that the Abraham Group had a great technical department.
"I like doing this."
She was now standing behind the sofa, facing Mike's computer. Everything on the screen could be seen at a glance.
This was a top-notch trade secret. But he didn't evade it at all. He didn't even have the intention to conceal it for a moment.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll leak this out?" Scarlett asked.
Not to mention a world-class millionaire like Mike, even Allen would never let his family enter his study room before his bankrupt.
Even Mrs. Lauran and Wendy were not allowed to enter, let alone Scarlett.
The upper-class couples had a low level of trust. They were on guard against each other. And the feelings between their family members were always indifferent.
And this thing that Mike was doing was worth hundreds of times more than the total assets of the Lauren Family. How could he just show it in front of her like this?
"If you could divulge secrets as a spy, I would be happy," he said.
Scarlett pointed at a symbol on the screen.
"What's this for? I'll sell it to another company so that I can pay off the debt I owe you."
She just said that angrily in protest against his suspicion of her intelligence.
However, he didn't expect that Mike would actually hook her hands and let her sit beside him.
"I'll teach you."
Scarlett did not believe that he would really tell her.
The pen was placed on her leg. He naturally circled around her shoulder.
She could feel the warmth of his body. She secretly glanced at the side of his face.
He looked righteous, which showed that he was a teacher and she was a student.
As a result, Scarlett was the only one embarrassed about this posture.
Perhaps he didn't even care about it. If she was too pretentious, it would be unnatural.
"Calm down, you must pretend to be calm!" Scarlett secretly told herself.
"Look, this code means..." he began to explain.
Scarlett only felt numb from being disturbed by his aura. She was a little absent-minded.
Her faint sweet fragrance could inhale into his nose, bringing with it the energy of the universe, which could eliminate his exhaustion from the day.
Mike was very satisfied with this zero-distance posture.
"No matter how busy you are, take at least 10 minutes to spend with your cat every day, which is good for romance." a book said.
Mike was very satisfied with his actions in the name of science popularization.
Just a natural hug with her was perfect!
Scarlett was a little absent-minded when she was hugged by him. A large number of complicated technical terms flowed out of his mouth in a clear and cold voice.
Scarlett felt so dizzy.
"Mike, I don't think I can learn it. Continue yourself."
Letting a liberal arts student listen to these heavenly books was simply killing her.
Scarlett stood up and wanted to retreat. How could Mike let her escape? It hadn't even been ten minutes.
He pulled her back and forced her to stay in his arms.
He continued to popularize science regardless of whether others listened or not.
What did this code mean, what did this program want to achieve, and what was the inspiration behind its design.
When Scarlett heard his demonic voice, she felt rows of twisted digital symbols swaying in line in her mind.
Why hadn't she noticed that Mike could chant the scriptures so slippery?
What about the iceberg route? What about the golden days?
If he continued, the several golden mountains would be lost.
Scarlett finally collapsed.
How ignorant she was! Why could she use this thing to test Mike, she was simply binding herself!
"Mike, I can't understand what you say. What's more, isn't this the secret of the Abraham Group? I don't need to know so much."
"Can you let me go?" Scarlett thought.
"You're not an outsider. You're my little cat."
Mike turned to the computer and prepared to start talking about the inspiration for the next paragraph.
Scarlett was afraid that he would continue to speak, so she hurriedly changed the topic.
"Why are you doing this after work? The Abraham Group has raised quite a few elites, right? You don't have to waste your life doing this, do you?"
The problem was that this guy not only wasted his own life but also tortured her ears with complicated code!
"Then why did you watch those dramas?" he asked.
Looking at her eyes, it was as if she had asked a strange question.
"I think it's relaxing."
"I do this to relax."
For Mike, doing a few codes in his spare time and selling for a sky-high price was also good entertainment.
Just as Scarlett was about to complain about the geniuses, she suddenly heard him say something indifferently.
"When I was in college, I want to be a technician."
"You still have such a pure and simple ideal?"
It seemed that every little child had some unadorned ideals when they were young, but when they grew up, almost no one would be able to do what they had hoped for when they were young.
Scarlett did not expect that he would have a time of innocence and simplicity.
Mike didn't look at her and just typed a few times on the keyboard.
He said indifferently, "I hate to be in contact with people."
Scarlett immediately remembered what Tilda had said about his tragic childhood history. Suddenly, she felt that he was a little lonely.
Scarlett suddenly felt that his childhood was quite similar to hers.
He even felt a little lonely.
Suddenly, he added.
"I don't like to get in touch with people because most of them are stupid."
Scarlett was speechless. The little bit of sympathy she had for him had shattered. She decided to withdraw her sympathy for him.
He was lonely all his life, and he was the one who should be blamed.
"Then why did you give up the ideal?" Scarlett asked.
When Scarlett immersed herself in using homonyms to spit out him, Mike only looked at her with an incomparably complicated and profound gaze.
Scarlett was afraid.
"What are you doing? Why are you looking at me?"
Mike snorted.
"I just feel that being the CEO is pretty good. I can use an elegant posture to kill everyone I don't like."
Scarlett looked at his expression.
He was almost fooled by that man. How could he allow anyone to bully him? He was the one who bullied others.
For example, he always bullied her.
Chapter 86: He Is An Engineer
Mike had eaten all the buns and said such daydreaming words.
Mike had a bad appetite. He only ate a few bites.
After eating, he took out his notebook and sat on the sofa playing with the computer.
Scarlett tidied up the coffee table before washing the bowls consciously.
The kitchen was cleaned up, and the man sitting on the sofa was still holding his computer, not intending to stand up.
Scarlett looked at the sky outside. It was already late.
She did not understand why Mike would come to have dinner with her. At first, she thought that he did not want to eat outside, so she was picky and ran over to have Tilda's food.
But he didn't eat much tonight. He was so picky about his food.
"It might rain at night." she gave a gentle reminder.
The implication was that could you pack up your things and go back home?
Mike didn't respond. His long fingers were still typing on the keyboard.
"If it rains again, it might not be convenient." Scarlett continued.
The drainage system in City B was just like that. It would be troublesome for him to drive back himself.
He stopped playing and looked at Scarlett. She was secretly delighted. "Does he gonna leave now?" she thought.
"Close the window," Mike said.
What?
Scarlett was confused. Seeing that she was standing there dumbly, Mike patiently repeated.
"Close the windows of your house. Why do you always be careless?"
Closing the windows if it rains was common sense that children of all ages knew.
"I am careless?" Scarlett pointed at herself.
He had already made such an obvious expulsion order. Did not he understand what she meant, or was he pretending to be foolish?
Who was stupid?
"You still refuse to admit that you're stupid! Are you waiting for me to deduct your salary?"
Scarlett obediently closed the window. When she closed the last room, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
In her territory, why was she so polite to Mike?
Back in the living room, Scarlett glanced at him, who was still struggling with the computer. There was a pile of code on his computer screen.
"What is this?" she asked curiously.
It didn't seem to be the business he did during the day.
"The procedure of the phone, which will be the new product of the Abraham Group in the second half of the year."
Scarlett's heart skipped a beat.
Wasn't this the thing that Allen asked her to steal, but she refused?
"Why are you doing this?"
Wasn't he the president? Wasn't this procedure done by the Technical Department? It was said that the Abraham Group had a great technical department.
"I like doing this."
She was now standing behind the sofa, facing Mike's computer. Everything on the screen could be seen at a glance.
This was a top-notch trade secret. But he didn't evade it at all. He didn't even have the intention to conceal it for a moment.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll leak this out?" Scarlett asked.
Not to mention a world-class millionaire like Mike, even Allen would never let his family enter his study room before his bankrupt.
The upper-class couples had a low level of trust. They were on guard against each other. And the feelings between their family members were always indifferent.
And this thing that Mike was doing was worth hundreds of times more than the total assets of the Lauren Family. How could he just show it in front of her like this?
"If you could divulge secrets as a spy, I would be happy," he said.
Scarlett pointed at a symbol on the screen.
"What's this for? I'll sell it to another company so that I can pay off the debt I owe you."
She just said that angrily in protest against his suspicion of her intelligence.
However, he didn't expect that Mike would actually hook her hands and let her sit beside him.
"I'll teach you."
Scarlett did not believe that he would really tell her.
The pen was placed on her leg. He naturally circled around her shoulder.
She could feel the warmth of his body. She secretly glanced at the side of his face.
He looked righteous, which showed that he was a teacher and she was a student.
As a result, Scarlett was the only one embarrassed about this posture.
Perhaps he didn't even care about it. If she was too pretentious, it would be unnatural.
"Calm down, you must pretend to be calm!" Scarlett secretly told herself.
"Look, this code means..." he began to explain.
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A slightly deep voice sounded by her ear, and the aura she exhaled just happened to be sprayed on her small earlobe.Scarlett only felt numb from being disturbed by his aura. She was a little absent-minded.
Her faint sweet fragrance could inhale into his nose, bringing with it the energy of the universe, which could eliminate his exhaustion from the day.
"No matter how busy you are, take at least 10 minutes to spend with your cat every day, which is good for romance." a book said.
Mike was very satisfied with his actions in the name of science popularization.
Just a natural hug with her was perfect!
Scarlett was a little absent-minded when she was hugged by him. A large number of complicated technical terms flowed out of his mouth in a clear and cold voice.
Scarlett felt so dizzy.
"Mike, I don't think I can learn it. Continue yourself."
Letting a liberal arts student listen to these heavenly books was simply killing her.
Scarlett stood up and wanted to retreat. How could Mike let her escape? It hadn't even been ten minutes.
He pulled her back and forced her to stay in his arms.
He continued to popularize science regardless of whether others listened or not.
What did this code mean, what did this program want to achieve, and what was the inspiration behind its design.
When Scarlett heard his demonic voice, she felt rows of twisted digital symbols swaying in line in her mind.
Why hadn't she noticed that Mike could chant the scriptures so slippery?
What about the iceberg route? What about the golden days?
If he continued, the several golden mountains would be lost.
Scarlett finally collapsed.
How ignorant she was! Why could she use this thing to test Mike, she was simply binding herself!
"Mike, I can't understand what you say. What's more, isn't this the secret of the Abraham Group? I don't need to know so much."
"Can you let me go?" Scarlett thought.
Mike turned to the computer and prepared to start talking about the inspiration for the next paragraph.
Scarlett was afraid that he would continue to speak, so she hurriedly changed the topic.
"Why are you doing this after work? The Abraham Group has raised quite a few elites, right? You don't have to waste your life doing this, do you?"
The problem was that this guy not only wasted his own life but also tortured her ears with complicated code!
"Then why did you watch those dramas?" he asked.
Looking at her eyes, it was as if she had asked a strange question.
"I think it's relaxing."
"I do this to relax."
For Mike, doing a few codes in his spare time and selling for a sky-high price was also good entertainment.
Just as Scarlett was about to complain about the geniuses, she suddenly heard him say something indifferently.
"When I was in college, I want to be a technician."
"You still have such a pure and simple ideal?"
It seemed that every little child had some unadorned ideals when they were young, but when they grew up, almost no one would be able to do what they had hoped for when they were young.
Scarlett did not expect that he would have a time of innocence and simplicity.
Mike didn't look at her and just typed a few times on the keyboard.
He said indifferently, "I hate to be in contact with people."
Scarlett immediately remembered what Tilda had said about his tragic childhood history. Suddenly, she felt that he was a little lonely.
Scarlett suddenly felt that his childhood was quite similar to hers.
He even felt a little lonely.
"I don't like to get in touch with people because most of them are stupid."
Scarlett was speechless. The little bit of sympathy she had for him had shattered. She decided to withdraw her sympathy for him.
He was lonely all his life, and he was the one who should be blamed.
"Then why did you give up the ideal?" Scarlett asked.
When Scarlett immersed herself in using homonyms to spit out him, Mike only looked at her with an incomparably complicated and profound gaze.
Scarlett was afraid.
"What are you doing? Why are you looking at me?"
Mike snorted.
"I just feel that being the CEO is pretty good. I can use an elegant posture to kill everyone I don't like."
Scarlett looked at his expression.
He was almost fooled by that man. How could he allow anyone to bully him? He was the one who bullied others.
For example, he always bullied her.
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