Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 710 Winnie didn't look at him. "You've become improper-slick- tongued and always grinning." Michael answered seriously, "You don't like it?" Winnie said nothing and quietly picked at her food. Michael continued, "I wasn't really that proper before, either. | just didn't have anything to be happy about, so there was no reason to joke around with anyone. "But now it's different. | have someone | like, and | know she likes me too. Of course, | want to talk to her about everything and do everything with her." As she kept eating, Winnie suddenly started to smile.

Even with her head lowered, Michael could see the happiness she couldn't hide. "Does hearing me talk really make you that happy?" Seeing that she was focused only on eating, Michael quickly put a piece of meat onto her plate and leaned in close, lowering his voice. "Marrying me isn't so bad, is it?" ---- Winnie paused, shoved the meat into her mouth, and chewed for a long while before finally lifting her head to look at him. The smile in her eyes was practically overflowing. After a moment, she nodded and murmured, "Mm," swallowing her food. "It's...

not bad, | guess." Then she picked up a big piece of fish and put it onto Michael's plate. "Aren't you hungry? Why are you just staring at me? Hurry up and eat." The corners of Michael's mouth lifted, and only then did he obediently start eating. When they finished, Michael was about to go pay when Winnie grabbed him. "| already paid." Michael froze. 'Why are you fighting me for the bill?" "You still think you're the young master of the Morrison family? How much money do you even have on you now? Do you have more than me?" Her question made his expression tum slightly awkward.

---- Right now, he probably only had a few hundred dollars on him. He usually kept some spare cash in his wallet in case he needed to tip people. "No matter how much | have, | can still afford to treat you to a meal." "We're married now. Your money is my money, and my money is your money. Why are you being so polite with me?" After saying that, Winnie took his hand and led him out of the noisy restaurant. Once outside, she took out her phone and enabled a shared payment account for him. When Michael received the notification message, he was surprised. "What are you doing?" "Spend my salary.

I'll support you," Winnie said with a smile, lifting his hand and patting it lightly. Michael was stunned. "There's no need. Ill start making money again very soon..." "Then you can spend money on me after you eam it," she cut him off. "I have a salary right now. As long as we don't eat too extravagantly, it's enough for the two of us. You're starting from ---- nothing for my sake-how could | let you go hungry?" "Winnie..." "Michael, don't think that after we get married, you're the only one who has to shoulder everything. | feel pressure too.

If you don't let me contribute at all, | won't be able to take it." She looked at him very seriously. These were her true feelings. After saying them out loud, she felt much more at ease. The feeling was surprisingly good. Michael's gaze gradually changed. From firm refusal, it slowly softened. Then he smiled. "Then thank you, Madam." Winnie lifted her chin and deliberately struck a smug pose. But before she could enjoy it, Michael wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her right there on the street.

Jayelle City, late at night, Nebula Villa Angela drove back from the Solara Energy office. As soon as she entered the villa, she asked the butler, "Has Barney gone to bed yet?" ---- She had worked overtime in meetings until very late that day, so she hadn't had dinner with Barney.