Chapter 458 - 459
Chapter 458 of "Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go" begins the action: Mu Shini returned to the Sakura Building, took a bath, and obediently went to sleep.After... Discover the next part!
Mu Shini returned to the Sakura Building, took a bath, and obediently went to sleep.After she fell asleep, Bo Sishen went into the study, and in silence, he finally took out his phone and called Tan Mu.
Receiving a call from Bo Sishen in the middle of the night made Tan Mu a bit nervous, wondering if something had happened.
"Sir, is there something wrong?"
"Help me find someoneâs whereabouts." Bo Sishen held the phone with his long fingers, his voice deep and solemn.
After putting down the phone, Bo Sishen sat down and rubbed his temples.
He thought about a few things.
Between him and Mu Shini.
At this moment, he looked tense and anxious.
The more he hid from her, the more he feared that she would be the one hurt in the end. Fresh chapters posted on ????????????????????�???????????????�???????????
He and everyone around her were deceiving her about her true identity, interacting with her under a false pretense.
Bo Sishen stood up and walked towards Mu Shiniâs bedroom. As soon as he approached the bed, he heard her talking in her sleep, her voice tinged with despairâ
"Mom, where are you?"
"Mom, why did you abandon me..."
"Mom..."
Bo Sishenâs body stiffened, his cold and stern features covered with a thin layer of sadness. He stepped forward, bent down, and extended his large hand to gently smooth out the furrows between her tightly knit brows.
Mu Shiniâs delicate little face, which was scrunched up as she slept, gradually softened as Bo Sishen touched her face.
She wasnât sleeping soundly at all, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, her hair dampened by it.
He brushed away the hair clinging to her forehead with his fingertips, gently wiping away the sweat.
As he was retracting his hand, she suddenly grabbed his wrist, placing it under her cheek as a pillow, "Mom, donât leave me..."
Bo Sishen didnât say a word, just kept looking at her with deep, black eyes, as dark as the night sky.
Bo Sishen sat by the bed like this, letting her hold his large hand as she slept through the night.
To avoid any awkwardness when she woke up, he gently removed her small hand at around five in the morning, looking at her sweet sleeping face, slightly dazed. After a while, he propped himself up with both hands on either side of her, lowered himself, and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Then he quietly left the bedroom.
Bo Sishen returned to his room, got into bed, and fell asleep shortly after, the faint scent of Mu Shini accompanying him into slumber.
At eight oâclock, Mu Shini woke up, realizing she was in a large, luxurious room, remembering that this was Uncleâs house.
After getting up and washing up, she passed by Bo Sishenâs room and saw that he was still asleep.
Mu Shini shook her head and whispered, "Why is Uncle sleeping so late? Didnât he say he would take me back to school?"
Feeling a bit hungry, Mu Shini touched her stomach and went to Bo Sishenâs kitchen, opening the fridge to see if there was anything to make for breakfast.
She found only a bundle of noodles, along with three eggs and a can of luncheon meat in the fridge.
Mu Shini was frying eggs, totally unaware of the man who had come down the stairs and walked into the kitchen.
Bo Sishen leaned against the door, arms crossed, the corners of his lips slightly curved as he watched her making breakfast in the kitchen.
She was wearing his white shirt, just long enough to cover her slightly tilted hips, her long, slender, pale legs exposed to the air, exuding a burst of enticing allure.
After frying the eggs, Mu Shini realized there were no plates. She turned off the stove and stood on tiptoes, trying to open the overhead cupboard to get a plate.
But she was just a little short of reaching it, and she stretched her tiptoes vigorously.
And it seemed she didnât care at all that when she raised her hand, the white shirt followed her movements and lifted up, the perfect curve falling into his eyes, crystal clear.
This girl, so tempting so early in the morning... didnât she know it would make him feel uneasy?
Bo Sishenâs eyes darkened. He stepped forward quickly in his cotton slippers, his tall body gently pressing against her back. His large hands reached up from above her head, easily opening the cupboard door.
His deep, magnetic voice hovered above her head, "How many plates do you need?"