Once Mu Shini got into the car, she realized she was stepping on a very soft long-haired carpet. The interior was understated luxury, and she noticed that there was a driver.
She looked at Bo Sishen, who was getting in from the other side, and asked in confusion, "Uncle, you hired a driver too?"
Such an uncle, walking in high society as a male escort, originally relied on manual labor. If he had to drive himself everywhere, wouldn’t he be exhausted?
Hearing Mu Shini’s words, the driver sitting in front turned his head and greeted Mu Shini respectfully, "Hello, I am Mr. Faris’s driver."
Tan Mu had instructed that when he t the Second Young Madam, he should pretend not to know her and never ntion the gentleman’s na in front of her.
"Hello..."
Mu Shini secretly muttered to herself, "Uncle really is rich!"
But after a while, Mu Shini slled a very familiar scent. She frowned, wrinkled her nose, and sniffed like a sensitive dog.
The saliva in her mouth kept secreting, "Uncle, how co your car has..."
"I bought this for you." Bo Sishen didn’t wait for Mu Shini to finish speaking and handed over a takeout box, frowned, and said with a serious face.
"Wow! This is Zhou Ji’s stinky tofu! The old brand! Many tis, you can’t even buy it after waiting in line! Uncle, thank you!"
Mu Shini opened the takeout box without hesitation and ate the stinky tofu with relish, looking satisfied, "I was upset when you disturbed my beautiful dream, but now I forgive you for the sake of stinky tofu!"
He knew she craved stinky tofu. Last ti she asked him to buy it, he didn’t, fearing it would affect her condition.
He just couldn’t imagine that this naughty girl would actually like to eat such a slly thing.
And she looked so satisfied while eating it!
"Is it that delicious?"
A lazy, low voice suddenly sounded, his dark eyes flashed with a faint smile.
"Yes! Uncle, try it! This stinky tofu slls bad, but it tastes great!" Mu Shini said, grabbing a piece and intending to hand it to Bo Sishen.
But Bo Sishen reached out and grasped her wrist, the smile on his face vanishing instantly, "Don’t move around, just eat yours!"
"Uncle, did you rush back from abroad just to give this surprise? This Zhou Ji is my favorite, such a big surprise!" Mu Shini pouted when he didn’t eat and finally asked him softly.
Stinky tofu counts as a surprise?
She really is too easily satisfied.
Looking at her innocent and satisfied little face, he pressed his lips together, raised his handso eyebrows. The real surprise he prepared for her was not stinky tofu. It was to take her ho, to the Bao Family, to show her how handso her husband truly was, instead of the disappointing old, disabled, and ugly man she imagined.
Bo Sishen smiled mysteriously, "When you’re full, we’ll go to the surprise place."
The car was filled with the sll of stinky tofu.
Bo Sishen didn’t like this sll.
And the driver was also looking at the man in the rearview mirror in disbelief.
Since Bo Sishen said he wanted to go to Zhou Ji to buy stinky tofu, the driver felt that the gentleman was acting very unusual.
And the gentleman never allowed any strange slls in the car.
Now, however, he let the Second Young Madam eat the slliest stinky tofu in the car!
"Surprise place? Uncle, you’re not planning to sell and make help you count the money, are you?" Mu Shini asked whimsically.
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