Mu Shini looked at Bo Sishen’s reply to her ssage, her previous anxiety now turning into frustration.
Mu Shini clicked on Uncle Hei Che’s profile, wanting to check his social dia for daily updates, but found it blank, with nothing posted.
She had opened his social dia for him days ago, and yet he hadn’t posted anything?
This Uncle Hei Che was too mysterious!
[Uncle, do you have guests, so it’s inconvenient to invite out to accompany you? If you’re busy, that’s fine. Rember to take care of your health, Uncle.]
Mu Shini replied politely again.
Since Uncle was busy, she’d think of another way!
...
At dinner ti, Bo Sishen arrived at the military district restaurant.
Everyone stopped eating and stood up in respect upon seeing Bo Sishen in the restaurant.
Bo Sishen found a place to sit, and Tan Mu brought two servings of dinner.
He had a special cook in the military to prepare his als, yet today he suddenly wanted to eat in the restaurant.
Bo Sishen looked at the bland dishes, feeling no appetite. His mind wandered to the als he had with Mu Shini, the fiery hot pot, and her look of spicy yet exhilarating enjoynt.
Tan Mu stood by, watching Bo Sishen sit without eating, and asked softly, "Sir, not to your taste?"
Bo Sishen had been sitting like this for half an hour, and the food had gone cold.
Bo Sishen snapped out of his thoughts, his deep, cold eyes showing their usual chill, "What are they standing around for without eating?"
After saying this, Bo Sishen stood up and left.
The entire restaurant of soldiers stood solemnly at their tables, not daring to sit without the commander’s permission.
Once Bo Sishen left, Tan Mu saluted the soldiers who were standing because of Bo Sishen’s presence, "Salute, sit!"
In unison, they saluted and sat down.
Tan Mu looked at them and quickly turned to follow Bo Sishen.
"Sir, are we going to Ying University tomorrow morning?"
Bo Sishen paused, standing still, his deep voice tinged with displeasure, "What for? To watch Bao Tinghao and Mu Shini date? To see them flaunt their love?"
Tan Mu was stunned into silence, his face darkening, had he said sothing wrong?
While Tan Mu was dazed, Bo Sishen had already changed and walked out of the villa.
Tan Mu watched in disbelief, about to ask, "Sir, are we going to Ying..."
"Drive," Bo Sishen said softly as he reached the car.
Tan Mu followed orders, got into the car, and heard Bo Sishen say, "Back to Qingcheng for hot pot."
Hot pot?
Tan Mu’s eyes widened in shock, "Sir, don’t you avoid spicy food?"
"The cold weather calls for sothing spicy to warm up." Bo Sishen answered calmly, his cold eyes fixed on the work information on his tablet.
"But sir, your stomach has been damaged from years of missions, it can’t handle spicy food. Let drive you for Cantonese cuisine, it’s tasty enough!" Tan Mu said in a panic.
Why did the sir suddenly want hot pot?
"Just do as you’re told and stop talking so much," Bo Sishen ordered with a frown.
Tan Mu could only sigh and respond, "Yes, sir."
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