190: C190 I'll Treat You to Dinner?

C190 I'll Treat You to Dinner?

Mu Shinian felt strange everywhere.

She stared at the car. "Then what should we do?"

Bo Qian pursed his lower lip, took out his phone, and made a call.

The other side quickly answered. "Hello, less..."

"Bring gasoline over." After Bo Qian said that, he immediately cut off the phone.

He didn't even give the butler any time to react.

Mu Shinian originally planned to go back after sending him off.

She had been out for so long. If her grandmother asked, it wouldn't be easy to explain.

But now, it would take more than an hour to drive from the manor all the way here.

Bo Qian had specially brought food for her. It seemed unreasonable for her to leave him behind just like that.

Mu Shinian hesitated for a minute and still asked, "Then are you waiting here?"

Bo Qian had already walked out of the car. He closed the car door with a bang and sat in the front of the car. He took out his phone and logged into the game. "En, you have something to do first."

Hearing him say so, Mu Shinian felt even more embarrassed.

She hesitated for a moment and pointed in the direction of the exit. "About that, how about I treat you to a meal?" She thought of something and added, "But there are no high-end restaurants nearby."

After all, people had to specialize in cars and oil.

Bo Qian's fingertips paused on the screen. He seemed to hesitate for two seconds before he put his phone away. "Alright."

This was the feeling. It was not strange at all.

Mu Shinian's gaze paused on the man's face for two seconds before she turned her gaze away.

...

There were many restaurants near the sanatorium.

Mu Shinian rarely ate outside. She specially searched and found a restaurant with a good rating.

Bo Qian did not seem to mind at all. He followed behind her and let her make the decision.

Then, the young master who drove a luxury car of ten million yuan sat in a restaurant with an average of 100 yuan per meal. No matter how one looked at it, it was very out of place.

Mu Shinian used boiling water to boil the chopsticks once before passing it to the person opposite her.

"Thank you."

Bo Qian took it and did not care about it at all. He lowered his head and started to eat.

Mu Shinian did not have much of an appetite. She moved her chopsticks and asked curiously, "Are you used to eating?"

Bo Qian frowned. "Of course."

This way...

Mu Shinian ate another mouthful of noodles.

The taste here was indeed very different from what he usually ate, but Bo Qian really did not mind at all.2

He ate another mouthful before saying, "About your work."

"I'm looking for it." Actually, she didn't look for it. She had already thought about it. If she really couldn't use her own card, her grandmother would think of a reason to explain it.

Bo Qian held his chopsticks and picked up the vegetables to the side. "You can continue to go to Tang Soong's side."

Mu Shinian hummed and shook her head. "Not good."

"It's nothing bad." Bo Qian betrayed his teammates without even looking up. "That shop was opened by him casually. Now that you're gone, he won't be able to handle it without someone else."

Mu Shinian remembered the decoration and configuration of the shop. She could not help but sigh again in her heart. It was indeed the world of the rich. She could not understand it.

Mu Shinian poked the shredded meat in the bowl. "Forget it. I will find another one."

Previously, they had agreed to resign. Going back like this was not right at all.

Bo Qian frowned slightly and let go of it quickly. "Tang Soong usually treats you well."

Mu Shinian thought for a while and nodded affirmatively.

"Then you will repay him this way?" Bo Qian asked back indifferently, "Once you left, those old customers started to complain."

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