Mu Shini said, her eyes deeply fixed on Bo Sishen, "However, there’s sothing I really don’t understand. Before, you asked to go find true love. Why are you now calling back to et you? You even want to live here and cohabit with you. How am I supposed to find true love this way?"
Bo Sishen’s face darkened further.
Damn girl, didn’t she say she wouldn’t look for true love before we got divorced?
She changed her mind so quickly?
"If you really don’t like living here, then when I have soone pick you up, you must co back to see ." Bo Sishen changed the subject, not wanting to answer her. He took out a credit card. "This is a credit card opened in your na. The credit limit is 300,000 yuan. For a student like you, it should be enough."
Mu Shini was dazed. "Why are you giving money?"
Why have so many people been giving her money lately?
If she didn’t take it, would she be driving away the God of Wealth?
After all, this money wasn’t stolen or robbed; they willingly gave it to her. It was like the God of Wealth was giving her money.
If she didn’t accept it, would she be disrespecting the God of Wealth?
Should she accept the credit card or not?
So conflicted!
"You’re my wife. Giving you money to spend is only right."
Bo Sishen stared aningfully into her eyes as he spoke.
Mu Shini’s cheeks instantly felt hot. She quickly lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.
She gradually began to overlook his hideous and frightening face, focusing instead on his deep, mysterious eyes.
Since he was her husband in na, she slowly stopped rejecting his appearance.
"I don’t lack money. My tuition has been paid and I have living expenses," Mu Shini said cautiously.
Bo Sishen’s sudden change was sowhat hard for her to process.
"Take it. I don’t want others to say I can’t support my own little wife." Bo Sishen was firm, lifting her small hand and placing the card in it.
Mu Shini looked down at his large hand, noticing that his skin was unlike his face. Instead, it was the hand of a normal man—slender, fair, and very beautiful!
Mu Shini had a thing for hands. After noticing Bo Sishen’s hand, she exclaid, "How old are you this year?"
Bo Sishen was montarily stunned upon hearing this. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Shini and smiled slightly. "Since I’m an old, ugly, crippled man, how old do you think I am this year?"
Mu Shini was embarrassed, stuck out her tongue, and withdrew her hand from his palm, murmuring, "How did you know I said that about you..."
"You said over the phone that I was an old, ugly, crippled man."
"Oh, did I? I forgot!" Mu Shini denied it.
Bo Sishen chuckled, "Keep the card. This is your monthly allowance as the Young Madam of the Bao Family. If it’s not enough, I will ask Tan Mu to increase the limit."
Mu Shini thought about it and then said, "If I don’t accept it, it would seem too pretentious of . Maybe you don’t know this about , but I don’t refuse things given to by family. Passing things back and forth isn’t my style."
Mu Shini promptly put the credit card into her wallet. "I’ll make sure to spend it well and not disappoint my husband Bo Sishen’s arrangent!"
After all, she was his wife, and spending his money was justifiable.
She got married and registered at a young age, so it wouldn’t make sense if she didn’t get any benefits.
She might actually need this money.
Shen Chengcheng said Uncle Hei Che wanted to kidnap her for ransom. She was worrying about where to find money to repay Uncle Hei Che.
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