191: C191 What a High Number

C191 What a High Number

Mu Shinian exclaimed.

It was just repairing a car. There would still be returning customers.

Could it be that those people destroyed the car every day and then brought it over to repair it?

Bo Qian also felt that this reason was very ridiculous, but he still continued to drag it down without changing his expression. "En, that shop of his is expensive. It's driven to have fun. You're capable, so you made a signboard."

... ""

Mu Shinian bit on the chopsticks.

Build a car and a signboard?

She didn't dare to think about it.

Bo Qian was getting more and more ridiculous, but he still had to continue. It really made her worry to death.

Unfortunately, Mu Shinian still gave him face. After he said that, she agreed. "Alright, I'll go find Tang Soong and talk to him again."

Bo Qian's goal was achieved, but he still maintained his composure. "Eat, the noodles are cold."

"... " En. "

Mu Shinian felt that she was proficient in psychology, but the thoughts of this person in front of her, after looking at it for a long time, she was still unable to understand.

What was so strange about Bo Qian?

...

After eating the noodles, Bo Qian insisted that he could do it, so he went back to the parking lot to wait for the others.

The poor housekeeper came over with a box of gasoline. He was already old, and he even hummed as he carried the gasoline down. "Young master, I brought the gasoline."

"Why didn't you check when you went out? If there was no gasoline halfway, then it would be so troublesome."

Bo Qian sat in the driver's seat and tried to get out of the car.

The roar of the engine echoed in the parking lot.

The butler was stunned. "Huh?"

"I'll be going back first."

After Bo Qian finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator.

The car drove out.

Only an afterimage was left behind.

The butler held the gasoline in his arms and was silent in the wind for two minutes. He did not understand what the young master was doing.

There was clearly still gasoline. Then why would he lie and say that there was no gasoline?

The butler stared at the car seat and then looked at the entrance. After two rounds, he vaguely felt that he had caught onto something amazing and immediately laughed foolishly on the spot.

"This is incredible, this relationship of Young Master's is a bit too complicated, isn't it?"

Didn't he just want to stay with Miss Mu for a while longer? He actually thought of such an awkward excuse.

But really, Young Master's means were really high. Mu Shinian was so good at repairing cars and did not even see that Young Master was putting on a show.0

...

Mu Shinian was full when she went back. On the way back, she went to buy a notebook and then returned to the ward.

In the end, the moment she went back, she heard some voices that should not have appeared.

In the room, Tong Wanzhi brought Mu Shirann and the two of them brought a bunch of gifts over.

"Grandma, the last time you were sick, I didn't come to see you. I feel very sorry in my heart. You won't blame me, right?"

Grandma replied in an unaccustomed manner, "I won't."

"It's good that you won't. I was afraid that you would blame me." Mu Shirann sat on the edge of the bed and intimately grabbed her grandma's arm, acting like a spoiled child. "Grandma, are you feeling better? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere? If you are not feeling well, don't hold it in. You must say it out loud. "

Tong Wanzhi, who was at the side, also chimed in, "Mom, you don't know. After knowing that you are sick... You are very worried about dyeing. No matter what, I will come to see you. This, I am afraid that you have not recovered yet. Dyedan came to disturb your rest, that's why he came at this time. "

Mu Shirann complained in a low voice, "I am grandma's granddaughter. Why would grandma complain about me being noisy? Am I right, grandma?"

Grandma stiffly pulled out a smile as a response.

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