Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 644 - 645: Are You Okay?

Mu Shini, when she got angry, loved to smash Bo Sishen’s precious decorations into tiny pieces.

Bo Sishen, with a slight frown, watched her continuously break things with deep furrows forming on his brows.

"Nian Nian, be careful."

He followed behind her, his eyes fixed on her small hands, constantly picking up and smashing objects.

He was really afraid that the sharp fragments of those smashed items would cut her delicate hands.

But from Mu Shini’s perspective, she thought he was distressed about his belongings.

She smashed more fiercely, picking up an antique vase and throwing it at his feet, "What, feeling sorry for these things? Bo Sishen, I’m going to smash your whole house until it’s destroyed!"

"Then be careful, you can smash anything, just don’t hurt my wife!"

Bo Sishen spoke to Mu Shini with a warning tone, his brows deeply furrowed.

As soon as Bo Sishen finished speaking, a crashing sound resonated by his feet, the sound of the vase shattering.

Mu Shini paused upon hearing his words. For some reason, his words echoed through her mind, playing back word by word, and she finally understood what he meant.

Her face blushed. She picked up a water cup beside her and pretended to throw it at him, "I’m smashing you, not myself! I am not..."

Before she could finish the word ’stupid’, the water cup had already flown from her hand, precisely hitting Bo Sishen’s face.

She was so scared that her words got stuck in her throat, staring at him in shock.

Bo Sishen’s deep eyes noticed the change in Mu Shini’s expression. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised a hand to cover his face, the other hand supporting the table, turning his back, looking very hurt.

Mu Shini was stunned, standing there with no idea what to do next, not even knowing what she was doing.

Bao Tinghao, on the side, had his eyes wide open in shock.

The second uncle he remembered would get upset if someone accidentally touched his things and would throw them away to replace with new ones.

Now, Mu Shini had smashed all of his second uncle’s treasured antiques, yet he wasn’t angry; instead, he kept expressing concern about whether Mu Shini was hurt.

Even during a quarrel, his second uncle inadvertently sprinkled some dog food.

That gaze, that tone, was filled with tenderness and indulgence towards Mu Shini.

Seeing his second uncle being accidentally hit by Mu Shini in her fit of anger, he was also stunned. As he was about to step forward, his feet felt as if they were filled with lead. He also recalled the purpose of his visit to his second uncle.

He came seeking an argument or a confrontation, but such an incident happened, leaving him upset and restless.

Bo Sishen’s tall, majestic figure slightly bent, with one hand covering his face, giving off a feeling of loneliness and hurt.

This left both Bao Tinghao and Mu Shini lost in their own thoughts.

Mu Shini struggled with her thoughts for a while, then took heavy steps, carefully stepping on the glass shards, and walked to his side, frowning and asking softly, "Bo, Bo Sishen, are you... okay?"

Wasn’t she asking the obvious?

Smashing so hard, how could he be okay?

She hit him, would he punish her harshly?

As Mu Shini thought about this, she was about to walk away and distance herself from him, but he let out a muffled groan, making it impossible for Mu Shini to lift her feet. So, she stepped forward and stood beside him, leaning in to check on him.

She raised her small hand slightly, tugged at his clothes, and said in a low voice, "I’m sorry, are you alright? I didn’t do it on purpose..."

She really didn’t do it on purpose.

Bo Sishen suddenly turned around, and with lightning speed, hooked his arm around her slender waist and gently lifted her.

Suddenly, Mu Shini felt herself being lifted off the ground. The next moment, she realized she was sitting on the table, and she looked at him intently.

His face was indeed reddened by her accidental hit, but it wasn’t a big deal.

She didn’t feel guilty for smashing things, but she felt extremely guilty for hitting him, suddenly feeling like she owed him millions!