Chapter 199 - Can You Stomach It?
In this chapter, Chapter 199: Chapter 200: Can You Stomach It?Mu Shini looked back at the time on... Continue reading Chapter 199 of "Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go" for the full story!
Chapter 199: Chapter 200: Can You Stomach It?Mu Shini looked back at the time on the quartz clock of the highest building in the school. She noticed that Uncle Hei Che hadnât arrived yet, and since it was chilly, she started talking with Shen Chengcheng.
"Got it. After I repay the money to Uncle this time, Iâll be square with him. As for Bao Tinghao, thereâs nothing between us, just pure friendship and nothing else."
"Speaking of which, why would your husband give you money out of the blue? Thatâs really strange." Shen Chengcheng stroked her chin, extremely curious.
"Who cares why, if he gives money for his wife to spend, heâs a good husband." Mu Shini looked at Shen Chengcheng. "Hold my bag tight, thereâs a lot of money in there!"
Shen Chengcheng glanced down at the bag, shaking her head. "Mu Shini, this bag is worth millions, more valuable than the three hundred thousand inside."
Mu Shini snorted at the remark, "Youâre lying. Uncle said this bag is a high-quality imitation, just a few hundred yuan each. Itâs really indistinguishable from the real thing."
"Uncle Hei Che told you that himself? Said it was a high-quality imitation?" Shen Chengcheng patted the bag, confused, looking at Mu Shini.
"Of course..." Mu Shini nodded, looking around and spotting a powerful Hummer coming their way.
"Hey, Chengcheng, do you think that Hummer looks like itâs angry? Like itâs about to explode or something?" Mu Shini pointed at the Hummer and asked in a low voice.
Shen Chengcheng looked over and her eyes lit up at the sight of the Hummer, "Wow! Mu Shini, isnât that your Uncleâs car? Letâs get in! This car is a global custom edition, the only one!"
"How do you know?" Mu Shini asked, looking at Shen Chengcheng.
"My brother showed me a photo of it!"
As soon as Shen Chengcheng finished speaking, the Hummer had already pulled over beside them.
Once the car stopped, Bo Sishen got out, grabbed Mu Shiniâs wrist, and tried to take her into the car.
Seeing this, Mu Shini raised her hand to hold Bo Sishenâs hand, "Uncle, wait a minute!"
Then she asked Shen Chengcheng to hand her the bag.
After taking the bag, she followed Bo Sishen into the car.
Tan Mu, wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a mask, sat in the front row. After Bo Sishen brought Young Madam into the car, he sat upright.
"Uncle, have you been busy lately? You didnât respond to my messages, and you hung up my calls." Mu Shini said as she handed the bag to Bo Sishen, "Uncle, this is the bag you gave me. I only used it twice. The money inside is what I owe you."
Bo Sishen furrowed his sharp brows, his voice low and magnetic, his eyes darkening. "Where did you get so much money?"
"My husband gave it to me, so Iâm paying you back." Mu Shini explained truthfully.
"So, youâre using your husbandâs money to pay other men?" Bo Sishen suppressed his inner rage.
He couldnât even understand why he was so angry.
This girl was cutting ties with him, her Uncle Hei Che. As her husband, he should be happy.
But he couldnât feel any joy.
"Uncle, donât say it so harshly. I probably wonât have the chance to slowly repay you anymore. My husband wants me to come home and have dinner with him every night." Mu Shiniâs face turned pale, especially when she met Bo Sishenâs deep, dark eyes.
"Having dinner with your husband?" Bo Sishenâs expression was indifferent, "Can you even eat in front of an old, crippled, ugly old man?"
"Slap!"