"Oh." Mu Shini heard his voice soften and realized he wasn’t as angry anymore. Her awareness returned, and she said, "Uncle, my ID card is with you. The police said I need an ID card and an adult’s signature to leave, so I could only contact you."
"Even if you didn’t find , finding your amazing husband wouldn’t require an ID, would it?" Bo Sishen, although sitting in the driver’s seat, had an upright posture and a face as cold as snow, making him appear extrely handso!
Wasn’t his purpose of coming this ti to deliver her ID card?
Those people always felt a chill running down their spine when they saw him.
"Hey! Uncle, I don’t want to ntion my husband. If I tell him the truth and ask him to bail out, he would be furious. Even if I manage to leave the police station, I wouldn’t know how I died. Who knows if my husband is a violent old man? Besides, our marriage is hidden. I need to keep my promise and not trouble him. We’re rely nominal spouses anyway."
Mu Shini had no interest in talking about Bo Sishen.
Bo Sishen’s face didn’t look good originally, and after hearing her complaints, he could indeed sense her dissatisfaction and grudges towards him, which made him feel helpless.
Perhaps this marriage shouldn’t exist.
It was only to make his seriously ill grandfather happy that he agreed to marry Mu Shini.
"If you dislike your husband so much, why did you agree to marry him?" Bo Sishen asked deliberately.
Mu Shini couldn’t help but frown, playful with a strand of her hair, saying bitterly, "It’s not that I volunteered to marry him; it’s that he forcibly married using so unscrupulous ans and made his wife!"
Bo Sishen secretly gritted his teeth. Wasn’t she the one who forced him to marry her?
How dare she speak so recklessly in front of him!
Mu Shini continued, "Uncle, I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten anything all day, and I didn’t even dare to drink a drop of water..."
She had been in the police station all afternoon until now, when Bo Sishen finally took her away.
"What do you want to eat?" Bo Sishen, seeing her hungry all afternoon, felt a pang of heartache.
Those people actually dared to starve his wife!
"Hotpot!" Mu Shini blurted out directly.
"Hmm." Bo Sishen drove to a well-known hotpot restaurant.
...
Soon, the car stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated hotpot restaurant.
"Wow! Uncle, this hotpot restaurant is part of a high-end chain! Are you taking inside to eat?" Mu Shini’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the Hotpot City before her, asking in surprise.
Bo Sishen rely smiled without saying a word.
Since learning about her love for hotpot, he had Tan Mu send him the addresses of the best hotpot restaurants in Qingcheng.
He always thought it’d co in handy.
And now it’s finally coming handy.
"I think authentic hotpot should be eaten in the hotpot capital! Too bad I’ve never been there!" Mu Shini said sowhat regretfully.
Bo Sishen glanced at her, his lips curving into an ambiguous smile.
...
When the hotpot was served, Mu Shini buried her head in eating. The taste was indeed nice! Very authentic!
And it was sufficiently spicy!
"You should avoid those small hotpot restaurants in the future; they’re too unsafe." He hadn’t eaten much hotpot himself. This kind of food didn’t appeal to him, but she liked it.
"Mm, I know." Mu Shini nodded constantly.
Bo Sishen examined the gluttonous Mu Shini, his eyes deep and thoughtful, yet making it impossible for anyone to decipher what he was thinking.
Mu Shini noticed his penetrating gaze, and while eating, she asked, "Uncle, why are you staring at ?"
[Recomnded reading: Xiaoyuer’s completed romance novel ’President Above: New Wife, Don’t Make Trouble’]
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