Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

Chapter 333: Chapter 334: Calling So Affectionately

Mu Shini was eating while lost in thought. Bo Sishen’s surname was Bo; could he be related to Bao Tinghao?

Mu Shini lifted her eyes slightly, her flushed face still warm. She watched the man dining elegantly and asked softly, ”Is the surname Bo common in Qingcheng? Actually, my grandfather didn’t mention I’d be marrying Bo Sishen, so I didn’t even know there was this Bo surname.”

Bo Sishen picked up a piece of green vegetable and glanced at her.

”I know a friend whose surname is also Bo, named Tinghao. Do you know him?” Mu Shini stared at Bo Sishen and asked quietly.

At this moment, Mu Shini was very nervous.

After all, discussing other men with her husband at the dining table wasn’t appropriate.

”Tinghao? You say it so affectionately. Are you very close?” Bo Sishen’s face was cold. He elegantly picked up some food and chewed, his icy eyes reflecting a faint cold light as he glanced at her.

”We’re just friends... it’s just a name...” Mu Shini quickly lowered her head upon hearing this, her voice growing smaller, her discomfort apparent.

This man was truly unpredictable and hard to deal with.

But thinking back, it made sense. Initially, his attitude was very tough; he didn’t allow her to regard herself as the Young Madam of the Bao Family, and she couldn’t cause trouble. Not long after, he changed his mind, saying they would divorce once she found true love. Yet now, they remained married.

Who knew what might happen next.

Bo Sishen looked up, seeing her delicate face turn gloomy. He placed a piece of sea cucumber and beef into her bowl, ”Eating sea cucumber and beef during your period is good for your body.”

Mu Shini looked at the sea cucumber and beef in her bowl, suddenly recalling Bo Sishen giving her a massage and scraping therapy. During the therapy, he had accurately assessed her physical condition.

”Thank you, husband! After you gave me that scraping therapy last time, I got my period the next day! It’s amazing! Thank you, husband!”

Previously, Mu Shini had been troubled by either delayed or missed periods. After Bo Sishen’s scraping therapy, her period came immediately.

Bo Sishen paused, hearing her call him ”husband” twice. It sounded so pleasant and endearing.

Seeing Mu Shini’s happy expression, Bo Sishen couldn’t help but sigh; youth was indeed different. The simplicity and sincerity in her every joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all displayed on her delicate face, making her endearing and lovable.

After dinner, Bo Sishen returned to his study to handle work.

Mu Shini, having nothing to do, arranged the flowers she had picked and then took a bath. She lay down in the room Bo Sishen had prepared for her.

Perhaps because she trusted Bo Sishen, she fell asleep after closing the door.

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After finishing his work, Bo Sishen opened the door. She had already turned off the bedroom lights, and the balcony light spilled in through the window, enveloping her.

Mu Shini was sleeping on her side, the soft quilt covering her. She slept soundly.

Bo Sishen maneuvered his wheelchair to the bedside. In the light from the balcony, he quietly watched her face, sweet in sleep, with a faint smile curving his lips.

Gradually, the beautiful moment pulled him back into the whirlpool of memories from when he was 12 years old.

That year, he was 12.

Two guests came to his home, a soldier of the same age as his father bringing a pregnant woman. His father had sighed and said, ”Old comrade, when your granddaughter is born and turns 18, let’s have her marry my good grandson, Tinghao. They’re the same age, and we can fulfill our wish to become in-laws.”

Bo Sishen, young and defiant, was extremely resentful, ”Your good grandson is still in my sister-in-law’s belly. In terms of age, I’m older than Tinghao; I should be the one to marry her!”

When Liao Jiawei saw Bo Sishen, he was very pleased, seeing the confident and handsome aura that radiated from him. ”Old comrade, could you let your younger son, Ah Shen, marry my granddaughter?”