"No, that's not right!"
Shen Chengcheng instantly sobered up. His questioning gaze fell on Bo Sishen. "You're lying! Nian Nian went to see her husband at the Bao Family's house. Bo Sishen is in a wheelchair with a scarred face. How could you be Bo Sishen? How did you get this business card? What's your relationship with Bo Sishen?"
Bo Sishen said nonchalantly, "The girl saw the man in the wheelchair at the civil affairs bureau; that was my father, and she mistook him for me."
"But the man she saw at the Bao Family's house was also in a wheelchair. He even told Mu Shini he was her husband and gave her money to spend. You say you're Bo Sishen—what's your proof?" Shen Chengcheng was almost stunned.
What on earth was going on?
How could things turn out to be so tumultuous?
"She's always thought her husband was old, crippled, and ugly, while in her eyes I'm just a gigolo. If I told her I'm Bo Sishen, what do you think her reaction would be?"
