Mu Shini looked back at the time on the quartz clock of the highest building in the school. She noticed that Uncle Hei Che hadn’t arrived yet, and since it was chilly, she started talking with Shen Chengcheng.
"Got it. After I repay the money to Uncle this time, I’ll be square with him. As for Bao Tinghao, there’s nothing between us, just pure friendship and nothing else."
"Speaking of which, why would your husband give you money out of the blue? That’s really strange." Shen Chengcheng stroked her chin, extremely curious.
"Who cares why, if he gives money for his wife to spend, he’s a good husband." Mu Shini looked at Shen Chengcheng. "Hold my bag tight, there’s 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, "You’re lying. Uncle said this bag is a high-quality imitation, just a few hundred yuan each. It’s 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 it’s angry? Like it’s 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, isn’t that your Uncle’s car? Let’s 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 Shini’s wrist, and tried to take her into the car.
Seeing this, Mu Shini raised her hand to hold Bo Sishen’s 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 didn’t 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 I’m paying you back." Mu Shini explained truthfully.
"So, you’re using your husband’s money to pay other men?" Bo Sishen suppressed his inner rage.
He couldn’t 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 couldn’t feel any joy.
"Uncle, don’t say it so harshly. I probably won’t have the chance to slowly repay you anymore. My husband wants me to come home and have dinner with him every night." Mu Shini’s face turned pale, especially when she met Bo Sishen’s deep, dark eyes.
"Having dinner with your husband?" Bo Sishen’s expression was indifferent, "Can you even eat in front of an old, crippled, ugly old man?"