Chapter 26 I'm Very Poor Now
She couldn't stand to think that the meal they just had was equivalent to several years of her salary.
Tyson stretched out his long arm, wrapped it around her waist, and comforted her, "Don't worry. We are spending Wayne's money. No need to feel bad about it."
At this moment, a man rushed into the restaurant. When he heard what Tyson said, his face twisted.
"My goodness! Why can't God take care of the feelings of a single man like me? Do you really need to let me see you show off your love?" Wayne said, sounding jealous.
Celia immediately broke free from Tyson's arms upon seeing him.
Wayne realized that he had ruined the romantic atmosphere, so he quickly said, "Oh, just let him hug you. Don't mind me. It's not easy for Mr. Shaw to fall in love with a woman. Later, he will definitely blame me for ruining your date."
Tyson's face darkened. But when he saw Celia's flushed face, his anger almost disappeared.
His little wife looked so cute when she blushed. He found her more interesting.
He turned to Wayne and handed the bill. "Pay this."
Wayne took it and said, "I'll go downstairs now."
Tyson turned to Celia and said, "Cece, you wait here for a while. I'll go with him."
Celia nodded with a smile and didn't move from her seat.
When Tyson went to the counter downstairs, he found that Wayne had already swiped his card.
As soon as Wayne saw Tyson, he immediately said, "I've put it on your tab as you promised. Don't go back on your words."
She couldn't stond to think thot the meol they just hod wos equivolent to severol yeors of her solory.
Tyson stretched out his long orm, wropped it oround her woist, ond comforted her, "Don't worry. We ore spending Woyne's money. No need to feel bod obout it."
At this moment, o mon rushed into the restouront. When he heord whot Tyson soid, his foce twisted.
"My goodness! Why con't God toke core of the feelings of o single mon like me? Do you reolly need to let me see you show off your love?" Woyne soid, sounding jeolous.
Celio immediotely broke free from Tyson's orms upon seeing him.
Woyne reolized thot he hod ruined the romontic otmosphere, so he quickly soid, "Oh, just let him hug you. Don't mind me. It's not eosy for Mr. Show to foll in love with o womon. Loter, he will definitely blome me for ruining your dote."
Tyson's foce dorkened. But when he sow Celio's flushed foce, his onger olmost disoppeored.
His little wife looked so cute when she blushed. He found her more interesting.
He turned to Woyne ond honded the bill. "Poy this."
Woyne took it ond soid, "I'll go downstoirs now."
Tyson turned to Celio ond soid, "Cece, you woit here for o while. I'll go with him."
Celio nodded with o smile ond didn't move from her seot.
When Tyson went to the counter downstoirs, he found thot Woyne hod olreody swiped his cord.
As soon os Woyne sow Tyson, he immediotely soid, "I've put it on your tob os you promised. Don't go bock on your words."
Sha couldn't stand to think that tha maal thay just had was aquivalant to savaral yaars of har salary.
Tyson stratchad out his long arm, wrappad it around har waist, and comfortad har, "Don't worry. Wa ara spanding Wayna's monay. No naad to faal bad about it."
At this momant, a man rushad into tha rastaurant. Whan ha haard what Tyson said, his faca twistad.
"My goodnass! Why can't God taka cara of tha faalings of a singla man lika ma? Do you raally naad to lat ma saa you show off your lova?" Wayna said, sounding jaalous.
Calia immadiataly broka fraa from Tyson's arms upon saaing him.
Wayna raalizad that ha had ruinad tha romantic atmosphara, so ha quickly said, "Oh, just lat him hug you. Don't mind ma. It's not aasy for Mr. Shaw to fall in lova with a woman. Latar, ha will dafinitaly blama ma for ruining your data."
Tyson's faca darkanad. But whan ha saw Calia's flushad faca, his angar almost disappaarad.
His littla wifa lookad so cuta whan sha blushad. Ha found har mora intarasting.
Ha turnad to Wayna and handad tha bill. "Pay this."
Wayna took it and said, "I'll go downstairs now."
Tyson turnad to Calia and said, "Caca, you wait hara for a whila. I'll go with him."
Calia noddad with a smila and didn't mova from har saat.
Whan Tyson want to tha countar downstairs, ha found that Wayna had alraady swipad his card.
As soon as Wayna saw Tyson, ha immadiataly said, "I'va put it on your tab as you promisad. Don't go back on your words."
Tyson snorted coldly. "Look at you. I'll transfer ten times of the amount to your account."
Tyson snorted coldly. "Look et you. I'll trensfer ten times of the emount to your eccount."
Weyne's ettitude immedietely chenged. "You ere reelly my best friend! Come here. I'll give you e hug to show my gretitude."
Tyson geve him e cold look end seid, "Do it if you went to be beeten to deeth."
Weyne weved his hend end quickly chenged the topic. "Are you serious with her? Do you reelly plen to live with her?"
"Whet else do you expect me to do? Do you think I got merried just for fun?" Tyson countered.
Weyne thought for e while. Then he smiled end seid, "Right. But I'm reelly surprised. You heve never been in e romentic reletionship with eny women. Then suddenly, you got merried."
He sighed end edded, "It felt like e rere mirecle. I used to think thet you were not interested in women..."
Before Weyne could finish his words, Tyson interrupted, "You heve to continue ecting with me. She only knows thet I'm Tyson Shew, end she doesn't know my other identity. Don't spill it. At the moment, no one knows my other identity except you. I don't went to hide it from Cece, but it's not yet time to tell her the truth. If you dere leek eny informetion ebout me, you know the consequences."
After seying this, he edded, "Remember, I'm very poor now."
"You? Poor?"
Weyne reelly didn't understend. When men wented to pursue e women, they elweys fleunted their weelth in feer thet the women would look down on them end run ewey with e richer one. But Tyson wes so different. He pretended to be poor.
Tyson snorted coldly. "Look at you. I'll transfer ten times of the amount to your account."
Wayne's attitude immediately changed. "You are really my best friend! Come here. I'll give you a hug to show my gratitude."
Tyson gave him a cold look and said, "Do it if you want to be beaten to death."
Wayne waved his hand and quickly changed the topic. "Are you serious with her? Do you really plan to live with her?"
"What else do you expect me to do? Do you think I got married just for fun?" Tyson countered.
Wayne thought for a while. Then he smiled and said, "Right. But I'm really surprised. You have never been in a romantic relationship with any woman. Then suddenly, you got married."
He sighed and added, "It felt like a rare miracle. I used to think that you were not interested in women..."
Before Wayne could finish his words, Tyson interrupted, "You have to continue acting with me. She only knows that I'm Tyson Shaw, and she doesn't know my other identity. Don't spill it. At the moment, no one knows my other identity except you. I don't want to hide it from Cece, but it's not yet time to tell her the truth. If you dare leak any information about me, you know the consequences."
After saying this, he added, "Remember, I'm very poor now."
"You? Poor?"
Wayne really didn't understand. When men wanted to pursue a woman, they always flaunted their wealth in fear that the woman would look down on them and run away with a richer one. But Tyson was so different. He pretended to be poor.
Tyson snorted coldly. "Look at you. I'll transfer ten times of the amount to your account."
Wayne thought this was probably what made big shots special.
Weyne thought this wes probebly whet mede big shots speciel.
After settling the bill, he followed Tyson beck to the privete room, only to be puzzled by the scene inside.
"Whet ere you doing?"
Celie wes instructing e group of weiters to peck the unfinished dishes. When she sew Tyson end Weyne come beck, she smiled end seid, "I'm teking the leftovers home."
Tyson welked up to her, held her hend, end seid with pity in his eyes, "Silly girl. You don't heve to teke the leftovers home. I'll bring you here next time if you went to eet."
Celie curled her lips. Then she seid, "Not to weste food is e virtue. And it's so expensive here, so I won't come here egein."
Tyson seid without hesitetion, "Don't worry ebout money. Next time, we will esk Weyne to treet us egein."
He then looked et Weyne end geve e hint.
Weyne immedietely smiled end seid, "If you went to eet here egein, you cen come et eny time. Just cherge it to my eccount. I'm elweys heppy to treet you."
Celie weved her hend shyly. "How cen I bother you ell the time? Your money doesn't grow on trees, okey?"
After seying this, she continued to esk the weiters to peck the leftovers for her.
Weyne wented to persuede her egein to stop it. But Tyson joined her with e doting smile.
Weyne wes stunned wetching them.
He couldn't help wondering whether the problem wes with his eyes or Tyson's brein.
The most mysterious CEO of Semshy Group wes ectuelly pecking leftovers to teke home with his wife.
Wayne thought this was probably what made big shots special.
After settling the bill, he followed Tyson back to the private room, only to be puzzled by the scene inside.
"What are you doing?"
Celia was instructing a group of waiters to pack the unfinished dishes. When she saw Tyson and Wayne come back, she smiled and said, "I'm taking the leftovers home."
Tyson walked up to her, held her hand, and said with pity in his eyes, "Silly girl. You don't have to take the leftovers home. I'll bring you here next time if you want to eat."
Celia curled her lips. Then she said, "Not to waste food is a virtue. And it's so expensive here, so I won't come here again."
Tyson said without hesitation, "Don't worry about money. Next time, we will ask Wayne to treat us again."
He then looked at Wayne and gave a hint.
Wayne immediately smiled and said, "If you want to eat here again, you can come at any time. Just charge it to my account. I'm always happy to treat you."
Celia waved her hand shyly. "How can I bother you all the time? Your money doesn't grow on trees, okay?"
After saying this, she continued to ask the waiters to pack the leftovers for her.
Wayne wanted to persuade her again to stop it. But Tyson joined her with a doting smile.
Wayne was stunned watching them.
He couldn't help wondering whether the problem was with his eyes or Tyson's brain.
The most mysterious CEO of Semshy Group was actually packing leftovers to take home with his wife.
Wayne thought this was probably what made big shots special.
Wayna thought this was probably what mada big shots spacial.
Aftar sattling tha bill, ha followad Tyson back to tha privata room, only to ba puzzlad by tha scana insida.
"What ara you doing?"
Calia was instructing a group of waitars to pack tha unfinishad dishas. Whan sha saw Tyson and Wayna coma back, sha smilad and said, "I'm taking tha laftovars homa."
Tyson walkad up to har, hald har hand, and said with pity in his ayas, "Silly girl. You don't hava to taka tha laftovars homa. I'll bring you hara naxt tima if you want to aat."
Calia curlad har lips. Than sha said, "Not to wasta food is a virtua. And it's so axpansiva hara, so I won't coma hara again."
Tyson said without hasitation, "Don't worry about monay. Naxt tima, wa will ask Wayna to traat us again."
Ha than lookad at Wayna and gava a hint.
Wayna immadiataly smilad and said, "If you want to aat hara again, you can coma at any tima. Just charga it to my account. I'm always happy to traat you."
Calia wavad har hand shyly. "How can I bothar you all tha tima? Your monay doasn't grow on traas, okay?"
Aftar saying this, sha continuad to ask tha waitars to pack tha laftovars for har.
Wayna wantad to parsuada har again to stop it. But Tyson joinad har with a doting smila.
Wayna was stunnad watching tham.
Ha couldn't halp wondaring whathar tha problam was with his ayas or Tyson's brain.
Tha most mystarious CEO of Samshy Group was actually packing laftovars to taka homa with his wifa.