Chapter 278: Chapter 279: The One You Acknowledge by Default
"Uncle, I haven’t figured out how to ask for your help yet, but you have to promise me not to tell my grandpa about us. I promise that from now on, I will think for three seconds before speaking." Mu Shini thought for a moment and looked at Bo Sishen. "Uncle, do we have a deal?"
Bo Sishen had his hands on the steering wheel, driving the car. Mu Shini’s soft voice by his ear sounded as melodious as a nightingale singing.
Especially her pair of soft little hands, gently holding his arm, sending a current through the fabric to his skin, spreading through every nerve in his body.
"Uncle, say something, won’t you? If you don’t want to talk, at least nod." Seeing that Bo Sishen was focused on driving and not responding to her, Mu Shini grew a bit anxious.
She knew very well that Uncle was always deep and cunning.
Not saying a word at this moment made it even more unsettling.
Bo Sishen slowed the car down at the traffic light area and gradually stopped. There was quite a bit of traffic in this area, and the waiting period was 60 seconds.
Bo Sishen’s gaze fell on Mu Shini’s small hand clutching his arm. "Nian Nian, since you want to keep your distance from me, why are you holding me so tightly?"
"You don’t really seem like you want to clear things up between us."
Bo Sishen’s words were double-edged. Realizing this, Mu Shini quickly let go of his arm, her face instantly turning red.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..." As Mu Shini spoke, she felt her earlobes heating up, the redness spreading to her neck. She nervously placed her small hands on her knees, gripping her clothes tightly.
Seeing her suddenly blush, Bo Sishen’s lips curved into a slight smile.
Then, in a deliberately low tone, he said, "Nian Nian, what kind of person am I to you, for you to boast so shamelessly in front of your family that I have an illness? Don’t you know whether I have one or not?"
Mu Shini’s face grew even hotter. Hearing Bo Sishen say this, she lowered her eyes, bit her lip, and said softly, "I didn’t mean it that way. It was just that my grandpa was giving you oysters, and his words and actions were in sync. My reaction time is short, so I just blurted it out. And I mentioned your side job without thinking too. It was unintentional."
"Who told you my side job is a gigolo?"
Bo Sishen turned his head slightly, staring at her small face, and asked in a deep voice.
"I asked you if you were a gigolo, and you admitted it yourself. You even said you’re the top gigolo, very expensive, 500,000 for one night." Mu Shini retorted.
Yes, that’s what he said at the time.
So, after she slept with him for a night, she owed him 500,000.
She didn’t have that much money, so in the end, she paid off the debt by staying with him.
"Besides, Uncle, even if your main job is being a professor, how much can a professor earn? Look at the luxury car you’re driving. Shen Chengcheng said it’s a top-tier car. How could a small professor make money as easily as a gigolo?"
Mu Shini was deeply convinced that Bo Sishen was a gigolo.
If he had money, why would he come to a university to be a professor?
If he were an excellent military professor, he should have been teaching at a military academy, not at a film university.
"Uncle, are you trying to hide your gigolo identity with the profession of a professor?" Mu Shini finally raised her eyes to look at Bo Sishen. "I think it must be like this. No one in this world would refuse money. It has to be about doing whatever earns the most."
Hearing this, Bo Sishen just smiled without replying, reaching out to gently stroke Mu Shini’s hair.