"Why are you so nosy?"
Mu Shini nervously tugged at her clothes and asked in response.
Why would he suddenly be interested in what happened at a party?
"I want to know if my wife, who is so beautiful, surely the school belle, would be the one being confessed to." Bo Sishen said as he placed the cup on the coffee table, raised his eyes, and looked at her calmly.
His deep, dark eyes captured her slight nervousness and squirming.
"I’m not that pretty, and why would anyone fancy me, a married woman? Isn’t it said that a married woman’s popularity declines?" Mu Shini straightened her body, placed her small hands on her knees, and subtly clutched her clothes.
Fortunately, she was still good at organizing her words.
Hoping to get by without a hitch.
"If you’re not pretty, how could you become my wife, Bo Sishen?" Bo Sishen smiled slightly, looking at her.
He had seen her biological mother, a gentle and beautiful woman; naturally, the daughter she bore wouldn’t turn out any different.
Indeed, she had proven to be someone he could never tire of.
There was something uniquely charming about her, a charm that once known, makes one unable to resist.
Even wishing to possess her day by day.
"Let’s not talk about this! Do you want to go upstairs and rest?" Mu Shini quickly changed the subject, speaking to him.
Why did this man out of the blue start talking about whether someone confessed to her?
It seemed he knew something.
No matter! Even if he truly knew something, she did not want him to continue talking.
Because she didn’t know how to explain it.
"Nian Nian, is there anything you need to confess to me?" Bo Sishen crossed his hands together on his leg, his calm gaze fixed on her slightly flushed face.
Mu Shini lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Even without looking at him, she felt a pair of piercing eyes staring at her, as if they were going to bore two holes into her body.
"I don’t have anything to confess to you." Mu Shini said softly, her voice growing increasingly uneasy.
Bo Sishen seemed to indeed know something.
"Nian Nian." Bo Sishen called out to her.
"Huh?" Mu Shini looked up at his words.
"Why are you so nervous? Do you have something you’re hiding from me?" Bo Sishen asked as he looked at her.
Mu Shini’s face flushed red, "No, I don’t have anything I’m hiding from you."
"Do you have someone you like?" Bo Sishen asked calmly.
"Why are you asking this?" Mu Shini frowned slightly.
This man was so frustrating.
Temporary interactions were fine, but prolonged ones were just tiring.
She didn’t know how to answer him.
"Previously, I asked you to look for true love." Bo Sishen said, "Someone as pure and beautiful as you should have many pursuers, I believe that."
Mu Shini lightly pursed her lips and smiled, "It’s really not as exaggerated as you say. I don’t have any pursuers... You just married me out of sheer luck; actually, no one really likes me. For instance, if I were really as good as you say, why would my ex-boyfriend cheat on me and hurt me? It proves that I’m not good enough."
She put herself down to divert his attention.
"I’m blind?" Bo Sishen’s eyes darkened, and his face turned grim.
"Oh no, it’s not that you’re blind, it’s that I stepped on dog poop luck!" Mu Shini shook her head continuously, tentatively looking at him, "Can we change the topic, please?"