"Sir, Young Madam mentioned her suspicions before she left. I think if you continue to interact with her, it'll be easy to expose your flaws. She seems to be very observant."
Tan Mu stood aside, organizing the mask and skin Bo Sishen had taken off, and said softly.
"Just follow my instructions. The rest isn't your concern."
Bo Sishen suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, his handsome face perfectly outlined like a painting, with clear and sexy lines. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his cold gaze was as deep as a bottomless pit.
About 30 minutes after Mu Shini left, Bo Sishen received a message on WeChat.
It was sent by Mu Shini to Uncle Hei Che——
[Uncle, are you there? Are you free?]
He looked at the WeChat message from Mu Shini but did not respond. After reading it, he placed the phone back on the table.
This girl rarely takes the initiative to contact him.
The only thing that would make her contact him is the matter of the debt.
