Chapter 11 Be My Woman

He was right. She had nowhere else to go.

After the divorce, her best friend, Linda, let her live with her, but Linda's father just passed away. Linda
still had a lot of things to deal with. She lived with her for several days. She still felt inconvenience, so
she insisted on moving out. She didn't tell Linda about her studio's affairs in detail, because she didn't
want to make her worried. She simply told her that she had found a design work.

And it was impossible for Joan to go back to Linda's now. Otherwise, according to Linda's character,
she wouldn't leave the matter at that.

Darren casually sat down on the sofa in front of her and poured himself a glass of wine. After taking a
sip, he looked at Joan casually across the glass of wine.

In the warm yellow light, the golden sheen flashed over her long, silky hair. She lowered her head and
clutched the glass tightly with her ten fingers. From her knuckles which were close to white, Joan was
trying to restrain her emotions.

He raised his eyes and looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes. He seemed to have seen
another woman in Joan.

The more he got to know her, the more he felt that Joan was like that woman.

The woman who was holding another man's arm and disappearing in his world.

Joan didn't know what was on his mind, but she sensed that the air around him changed, and he was
even a little angry.

"Well then, thank you, Mr. Lu. I will remember your kindness and if there is a chance in the future, I will
return it to you. "



She didn't know what happened to Todd now, but Darren told her that the problem had been solved.
She believed in Darren, who was capable of dealing with everything.

Darren Lu came back to his senses and stared at her for a few seconds. Then, he put on a smile and
said, "I don't need your help."

Joan didn't expect Darren to turn her down without hesitation. After a short pause, she came to her
senses and began to mock herself, 'yes, he doesn't need it.'.

He was a famous tycoon in the real estate industry in S City. He held most of the real estate empire,
and in the future, he could even be the top in wealth list. He was a legend, a legendary figure that
everyone admired.

But what about her? She was just a bankrupt girl who had been in jail.

What can she repay him?

"So, why do you help me?"

As a businessman, he wouldn't do anything for free.

The man slightly tilted his head, his beautiful thin lips forming a faint arc, and his slender fingers gently
tapped on the goblet.

He was born with an air of elegance and nobility.

The more attractive Darren showed to her, the more she felt that he was unfathomable.

"I heard you got divorced."

Joan was shocked. Did he investigate her? She moved her lips, but before she could say anything, the
man opposite her stood up.



When he sat down next to Joan, he smiled and whispered in her ear, "Would you be my woman?"

Joan was stunned. "What?"

The man still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His long and cool fingers danced around her
long black hair, and his eyes were full of bewitchment.

She immediately stood up, and the glass cup in her hand fell to the floor. The water flowed and the
shards of glass scattered in all directions.

"I'm not that down and out to sell my body."

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. The white smoke spread in the air and half
covered his handsome features. This elegant and noble man even looked so charming when he was
smoking.

He smiled, "I don't like your body. I just want you. "

Joan was caught in confusion.

"You only got a name of 'Mrs. Jian' when you got married for the first time. 'Mrs. Lu' should be easy for
you, right?"

His handsome face stung her. She trembled and her heart skipped a beat.

It was the biggest mistake that she made in her life to marry Scott. Over three years later, she got the
title of Mrs. Jian, but she was accused and humiliated and her family was broken into pieces. Darren's
words were, of course, reminding her that a divorced woman like her would be stupid to refuse a man
like him whom everyone wanted to marry.



The great humiliation pulled at her nerves. Although she had been in prison and divorced, it did not
mean that she would be looked down upon by others.

"Do you mean I should kneel down and be grateful?" He said in a cold voice, full of sarcasm. "Thank
you for your help tonight, Mr. Lu. I'm sorry and I didn't mean to trouble you. I'm leaving now."

Joan said as she walked towards the door.

"Wait." The man wasn't angry with Joan's rude behavior. Instead, he was interested in it. "Don't you
want to know how the Gu Company went bankrupt in such a short time?" he asked.

Joan stood rooted to the spot.

"What did you say?"

Darren squinted. A slight smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were full of gloom.

"You can stay in this private apartment for one night. I'll give you one night to think about it. I want to
hear the answer I want to hear tomorrow morning. "

He put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and walked past her, the smell of tobacco permeated into her
nostrils.

It was a sleepless night for Joan.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep in a corner of the sofa when the daylight came.

When Darren walked into the living room, he saw a little girl curling up on a large brown leather sofa.
Her long black hair was a little messy, which covered her white and delicate side face. The combination
of black and white made her more beautiful. Her long eyelashes cast two small shadows on her face,



and her small nose wings moved with the rhythm of her breath, especially the two cherry lips, which
made Darren's eyes have expressions.

The glass dregs and water stains on the floor were gone. It must be Joan who had cleaned it.

Then he took out his phone and dialed a number. "I will take a granddaughter-in-law to meet grandpa
on his 70th birthday," he said

Then, he hung up the phone. Staring at Joan's side face, he said in a low voice, "I wonder how he
would react when he saw you."


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