"So, you have soone you like? A violinist?" Bo Sishen asked in a raspy voice.
Mu Shini paused, then looked at Bo Sishen and said, "Uncle, don’t make wild guesses. I’m a married woman, how could I like soone else."
Mu Shini noticed Bo Sishen’s expression was extrely ugly, dark and ominous.
Feeling very thirsty, Mu Shini drank wildly.
Being stared at by Mu Shini and hearing her words, Bo Sishen felt a bit delighted inside.
He had indeed not misjudged Mu Shini!
Just as he thought, she was a person loyal to her feelings, unlikely to easily betray her husband.
From deep within Bo Sishen, an inexplicable feeling of impatience surged up. His gloomy eyes fell down, looking at his crotch, he stood up sowhat uncomfortably.
"Hey Uncle, where are you going!" Mu Shini’s mouth and tongue were numb from eating, seeing Bo Sishen standing up, she asked.
Bo Sishen deeply looked at her flushed little face, and said in a condensed voice, "I’m going out for a smoke. Secondhand smoke is bad for you."
Mu Shini looked at Bo Sishen gratefully, "Uncle, you’re so gentlemanly and considerate!"
Mu Shini was instantly touched by Bo Sishen’s gentlemanly manners. Not every man can do such things.
At this mont, the manager pushed the door open and entered, blurting out, "Mr. Bo, is the food to your taste?"
"Mr. Bo?"
While eating hotpot, Mu Shini suddenly heard a familiar surna, quickly stood up, and asked in surprise, "What did you just call Uncle Hei Che? Mr. Bo?"
The manager’s face turned pale with fright, he was too excited and forgot Tan Mu’s orders.
Rember not to call Bo Sishen by his na in front of him.
Looking at Bo Sishen’s gloomy handso face, the manager was terrified!
"Miss Mu, these private rooms are all for big shots, which I’m responsible for managing. There’s a Mr. Bo next door, I entered the wrong room. I just had a few drinks with them and got a bit dizzy..." The manager wiped his sweat, quickly responding, "It’s Bo as in doctor."
"Not Bo as in thin and cold?" Mu Shini furrowed her brows and asked.
"No, it’s Bo as in doctor..." The manager sneakily glanced at Bo Sishen from the corner of his eye, "Sir, I’m sorry, I got a bit drunk, really sorry. To make up for it, tonight’s bill is on the house! Sorry for disturbing you!"
When the manager walked out, he leaned against the wall, his legs trembling, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Scared to death!
He originally wanted to please Bo Sishen, but ended up causing trouble.
Almost revealed Bo Sishen’s identity.
"Uncle, did he really call the wrong person?" Mu Shini asked Bo Sishen with a confused look.
Bo Sishen furrowed his brows and said, "Why are you so nervous about whether soone has the surna Bo?"
"Because he called you Mr. Bo! My husband’s surna is also Bo, so I’m inevitably sensitive." Mu Shini’s gaze fell on Bo Sishen, sizing him up, "Uncle, what is your real surna? There’s no reason to just be called Faris, right? That’s an English na, you must have a Chinese na?"
"Didn’t you et your husband already?" Bo Sishen lowered his eyes, looking at her coldly, and asked.
"Yes, he looks completely different from you." Mu Shini’s gaze finally fell on Bo Sishen’s face.
"How does he look different?" Bo Sishen asked.
"My husband isn’t as handso as you; he’s sitting in a wheelchair." Mu Shini said sowhat disappointed.
"But girl, it seems like you really wish I were your husband. Twice now, when others called my na wrong, you were very shocked." Bo Sishen said, with a slight smile at the corner of his lips, "Do you want to be your husband that much? If you like, I don’t mind."
"I mind very much! I don’t want a duck to be my husband!" Mu Shini said, taking two steps back.
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