Chapter 305: Chapter 306: Is This from Your Husband?
Mu Shini’s face darkened upon hearing this, glaring fiercely at Uncle Hei Che, "Uncle, isn’t what you’re saying insulting to a teacher?"
In front of other students, he portrays himself as a restrained professor, but privately, he spends all his efforts teasing her, even posing as a gigolo to deceive her!
Mu Shini picked up the warm garlic syrup Uncle Hei Che had made for her from the table and gulped it down before taking out her phone and turning it on.
"A new phone?" Bo Sishen watched her cheerfully unbox the phone, frowning and asking softly.
"Yes, it’s produced by my husband’s company," Mu Shini said proudly. She had used this brand for so long without realizing that Bo Sishen developed it.
"Your husband gave it to you?"
To avoid further entanglement with Uncle Hei Che, she nodded and said, "Yes."
Since she bought it herself, she might as well say her husband gave it to her!
Also, it would show Uncle Hei Che that she and her husband are very loving and that her husband spoils her.
Bo Sishen’s face darkened upon hearing this, as black as the bottom of a pot.
Why didn’t he know about the phone he supposedly gave to her?
This girl has even learned to lie.
"Didn’t you say your husband doesn’t like to go out? How did he send you a phone in such a short time?" Bo Sishen asked in a gloomy tone.
Mu Shini, who wasn’t good at lying, felt even more uncomfortable under Uncle Hei Che’s questioning but tried hard to stay calm, "Didn’t you see me at the phone booth last night? I happened to have a coin on me and called my husband."
"....."
Bo Sishen stopped talking and continued to eat his noodles with his head down.
Mu Shini’s voice came again, "Uncle, don’t close the door, I’m going out to get my phone that you smashed."
She remembered that after picking up the phone last night and returning to the front door, she found it locked by Uncle Hei Che, so she had to leave the phone on the mailbox outside.
"The phone is here." Bo Sishen handed over the phone he had smashed.
When he returned, he found Mu Shini’s phone on the mailbox covered in snowflakes.
He realized that Mu Shini hadn’t lied; she indeed had no intention to go out.
Instead, he forced her to stay out in the snow and rain, causing her to catch a cold and fever.
"Uncle, you should be grateful to me. I didn’t ask you for compensation for smashing my phone in a fit of anger," Mu Shini said, sitting down and inserting the SIM card into the new phone.
Bao Tinghao got the latest company phone from Tan Mu; it turned out to be for Mu Shini.
"Nian Nian, I didn’t mean to lose my temper with you last night," Bo Sishen put down the bowl and chopsticks, looking at her seriously, "If you want a new phone, I’ll take you to the phone store after lunch break to buy one."
"No need, I’ll just use this one."
Mu Shini said.
She had spent nearly ten thousand yuan on it, how could she casually change it?
She wasn’t stupid and rich.
"Oh, Uncle, I don’t have classes in the afternoon, don’t disturb my lunch break, I’m going out at six tonight." Mu Shini stood up, "Uncle, you wash the dishes later."
As Mu Shini turned to leave, Bo Sishen reached out and grabbed her wrist, "You’re going out at six tonight?"
"Yes," Mu Shini looked down at Bo Sishen holding her wrist, carefully pulling it out and rubbing it, "Uncle, I’m going upstairs first."
Mu Shini went upstairs and came down again in less than a minute, running to Bo Sishen with a flushed face, "Uncle, is my M-pad in your car?"
"I put it on your dressing table in your room," Bo Sishen said, looking at her flushed face.
"Oh, thank you, Uncle!" Mu Shini’s face became even redder.
She turned around and scooted upstairs with her tail between her legs.