"A few days without seeing you, and you’re back to doing this kind of business? Miss Mu, I do not accept you working part-ti while you’re working for ."
Bo Sishen squinted coldly, his indifferent voice carrying a trace of barely detectable anger.
Mu Shini naturally did not hear his anger.
"Mister, I’m starting school tomorrow, and I still need money for tuition... And you haven’t contacted for so many days, there’s no work for to do. Dragging it out like this, when will I ever pay off my debt?" Mu Shini frowned, speaking with grievance, "Just give back the card so I can go earn so money..."
Mu Shini stepped forward, carefully pulling the card out of Bo Sishen’s hand, avoiding looking at his cold, handso face, ready to leave.
"Stop!"
Bo Sishen called out to her.
He extended his long arm, effortlessly grabbing her wrist, took a step forward, looking down at her, cold-faced he pulled out a bank card from his wallet, handed it to her, "Take the bank card, no password."
Mu Shini was stunned for a few seconds, then asked with a smile, "Mister, are you using a woman’s money to support ? If my husband finds out another man is giving money, won’t he be eager to give money too?!"
Listening to Mu Shini’s words, Bo Sishen’s calm face turned sowhat unsightly.
"Seems you have great resentnt towards your husband." Bo Sishen’s tall, dignified figure stood on the sidewalk, his unique cold and quiet deanor making him appear especially lonely.
Mu Shini stood in the cold wind, her face reddened by the harsh chill, one hand was ungloved and was turning red from the cold as she distributed cards.
"Mister, I’m cold, could you stop interrupting my work?" She looked up, asking the tall man, shaking her body at the spot, she pointed to the other side, "I’m distributing cards, soone on the road over there is continuously monitoring ..."
Mu Shini glanced at the man sitting by the window across the street in a specialty noodle shop, noticing he was indeed watching her every move, hurriedly handed Bo Sishen a card, "Mister, please do a favor, stop adding to my troubles!"
At this mont, Bo Sishen felt a sudden discomfort in his heart.
For so reason, every ti he saw her engaged in these unsightly activities, he felt extrely angry.
His face was cold, he took the card, looked at her indifferently, "Mu Shini, quit this part-ti job. If I see you again, I’ll serve you with a whip!"
Mu Shini was stunned, looking at Bo Sishen’s indifferent smile, then burst out laughing, "Mister, did you get whipped by a woman last night? Now you want to take it out on ?"
"Let make it clear, although I temporarily can’t repay you, I don’t accept that kind of sexual abuse, it’s outside my obligations."
His words were really quite chauvinistic.
Even ntioning serving with a whip.
She only owed him so money, and he was already so open with her.
Bo Sishen’s handso face turned icy, he pinched her porcelain-like cheek, "Are you a screenwriting student? Your imagination is vast."
Mu Shini lifted her hand, took away his big hand, glared at Bo Sishen, "Mister, why are you here? Why do we always et coincidentally? Are you secretly in love with ? Always following from behind? I’ve told you, I have a husband, it’s impossible for to like you."
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