After the employees of the Bo Group left, Bo Sishen only had the driver take him and Mu Shini.
"Hey, mister, not only is your business huge, but even the people who go with you all bow and scrape to you. It seems you have so serious clout in this field. Are you the boss of all the bosses?" Mu Shini sat in the backseat with Bo Sishen.
Every ti he would look down at his phone or tablet, she would occasionally sneak a glance but couldn’t understand a thing.
The mister is an exceptionally high-class male escort.
Upon hearing this, Bo Sishen glanced at her sideways.
Mu Shini t his gaze, and she was montarily lost in thought. It was the driver who finally broke their stare.
"Sir, we’ve arranged the rooms as you requested, everything is ready. Shall we head there now?" The driver asked softly and politely before starting the engine.
Bo Sishen nodded and replied indifferently, "Yes."
"Get a room? Mister, are you and I getting a room? Or am I supposed to watch you get a room with... whoever? Do you have such a hobby? I certainly don’t..."
Mu Shini’s face turned pale with fright.
Oh my god, the mister is actually taking her to get a room!
"Of course, it’s for the two of us." Bo Sishen knew she would misunderstand and, for so reason, started joking with her.
Mu Shini quickly covered her chest, staring at him warily, completely shocked, "Mister, are you crazy! This is out of the question!"
"What’s wrong with it? I even brought your ID." Bo Sishen said seriously, with a straight face.
Seeing his serious expression, Mu Shini beca more fearful, "Mister, you’re not planning to do sothing to , are you? Did you bring to a different province on purpose?"
She had left in such a rush that she didn’t think and just followed Bo Sishen onto the car.
All because she owed him money.
And now she was in a different province, without an ID she couldn’t buy a plane or train ticket as all tickets are now issued under one’s real na.
She was such an idiot!
She actually just followed the mister.
"Mister, you aren’t a human trafficker, are you..." Mu Shini trembled as she spoke, staring at Bo Sishen in terror, her mind running wild.
Bo Sishen’s face darkened. This silly girl, did it really take her this long to realize that following an unfamiliar person out of town might be dangerous? She had been so excited boarding the plane with him, but only now did she start thinking of the risks?
What a silly girl.
She’d be counting money for the people who sold her!
"Have you ever seen a trafficker this handso?" Bo Sishen put down his tablet and lightly flicked her forehead in a fond gesture, "You’re so adorable, I couldn’t bear to sell you, I’d just keep you for myself. What do you think?"
Mu Shini pushed his hand away, "Mister, you’re kidding, right?"
"Why would you think I’m kidding? I’m so serious. Do I look like I’m joking with you?" Bo Sishen’s expression turned serious imdiately.
"Mister, you’re such a good person! How could you be a trafficker! You know I’m poor, not worth selling for much. If you’re not planning anything bad, I wouldn’t mind serving you like a horse or ox..."
Mu Shini suddenly thought people couldn’t always be judged by their appearance.
Often, the more handso the man, the easier it is for people to let their guard down.
Isn’t that true for her!
She always thought the mister was just a gigolo, but wherever he went, there were people bowing and nodding to him.
And she still didn’t know the mister’s true identity.
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