Mu Wanwan obediently moved next to Bao Sihan and sat down.
"Let me go to school in the afternoon." Bao Sihan said.
Mu Wanwan nodded, picked up the milk and took a sip.
She didn't notice the man's gaze at all, and stretched out her little tongue to lick the milk on the corner of her lips.
There was a lump in Bao Sihan's throat and his eyes darkened.
Since following Bao Sihan to the Bo family manor, when Mu Wanwan and Bao Sihan ate together, they were mostly silent and rarely communicated.
Therefore, every time, the atmosphere at the dinner table is a terrifying Shura field.
"Brother, here you go." Mu Wanwan took a piece of cut orange and placed it in front of Bao Sihan, "Eating more will help supplement vitamins."
Bao Sihan squinted his eyes. He didn't like fruits, and Mu Wanwan knew that.
"Don't be picky about food." Mu Wanwan looked at Bao Sihan seriously, "Your hypoglycemia is also related to your picky eating."
The maid in the restaurant couldn't help but take a breath when she saw that Mu Wanwan dared to speak to Bao Sihan in a commanding tone.
In the Bo family manor, no one dared to speak to Bo Sihan in a commanding tone.
Originally, the maid thought that Bao Sihan would definitely be angry, but she did not expect that Bao Sihan picked up the orange piece with a calm expression and took a bite.
Then, he nodded slightly.
"Very sweet."
"This orange is indeed very sweet and delicious." Mu Wanwan went a step further and took another piece of orange and put it in front of Bao Sihan, "Since you think it's sweet, brother, you should eat more."
She remembered that during Bo Sihan's hypoglycemic episode, he was more likely to suffer from bipolar disorder.
Her fear of Bo Sihan, who was suffering from bipolar disorder, was engraved in her bones.
Today's breakfast went quite harmoniously, at least it wasn't as chaotic as before.
After dinner, Bao Sihan went to the study to handle company matters, and Mu Wanwan returned to her room.
She could go back to school in the afternoon. Mu Wanwan remembered her previous agreement with the professor and planned to sort out the new script she had written and show it to the professor.
As soon as she sat down at the desk, the phone on the desk vibrated.
Bo Yunze's name flashed on the caller ID.
Since this morning, Bo Yunze has called her no less than ten times, but she has not answered any of them.
She and Bo Yunze have nothing to talk about.
Ignoring the buzzing phone, Mu Wanwan focused on looking at the computer screen.
She carefully checked whether there were any problems in the script, but did not notice that the bedroom door was opened and Bao Sihan walked in.
The phone is still vibrating.
It wasn't until a big cold white hand suddenly reached out to the table to get the mobile phone that Mu Wanwan noticed Bao Sihan and was startled.
"Why didn't you answer the call?" Bao Sihan glanced at the caller ID, and the breath around him was as cold as freezing.
Mu Wanwan was stunned.
It’s okay if she doesn’t answer Bo Yunze’s call?
"Don't you dare to accept it?" Bao Sihan raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Wanwan, I should let you see the fate of betrayers."
Before Mu Wanwan could speak, he reached out and grabbed Mu Wanwan's wrist, roughly pulled her up from the chair and walked out of the bedroom.
Before Mu Wanwan could explain to Bao Sihan, he was pulled to the basement by Bao Sihan.
The basement was filled with a strong smell of blood. Mu Wanwan almost vomited when she smelled it.
The bodyguard guarding the basement door closed the door. Bao Sihan let go of Mu Wanwan and walked to the sofa to sit down.
This is Mu Wanwan’s first time in the basement.
She knew what the basement of the manor was used for, so she had always resisted going near it.
This chapter has been completed!