Spending the Villain's Money to Extend My Life

Chapter 216 – Can I ask you for a favor, fiance? (1)

“POOOFFF...”

Gu Shishi busted out laughing.

“Ugh, pardon me.”

She noticed that the face of the man standing in front of her had darkened even more.

She could feel Huo Sishen’s hot breath on her neck.

His eyes were both dark and wild, as though he could eat someone alive this very moment!

His voice was hoarse and deep.

And he asked two questions that made Gu Shishi busted out laughing.

“Fu fu fu...”

Gu Shishi laughed so hard that she couldn’t even remaining standing straight up.

Huo Sishen’s temples were throbbing again.

“What did I say that was so funny?”

Gu Shishi let out a small cry and, still holding onto the thermo bag with the lunch box inside, she started rolling on the floor laughing.

Holding her stomach with both hands, she continued to laugh.

Seeing that the boss was about to start fuming, she was finally able to curb her laughter some and panted.

“I have children? Hahaha.... Says, says who?”

Huo Sishen’s face was completely dark now, with a hint of redness inside.

“...... your livestream.”

“It’s what Siyi had told me.”

Siyi, who was guarding the door making sure that nobody could get inside, was blamed just like that.

Oh yeah? Who was the one who goofed and watched livestream during a meeting?!!

“Siyi watched my livestream?”

Huo Sishen nodded with his face tightened.

His hands behind his back, Huo Sishen’s tall and straight back looked bleak.

“What?

“Can he not?”

Gu Shishi went straight back down onto the floor. She laughed so hard that she was about to have cramps.

“No, No, I didn’t say that...”

She wanted to pull out her cellphone. That’s when she noticed that she had dropped the phone when the boss pinned her against the wall and the screen was cracked.

She touched the buttons on the screen with regret.

Huo Sishen frowned.

“We will buy you a new one.”

Affluent, caring, household superman Huo was online again.

Covering her smile with one hand, Gu Shishi turned the screen toward the boss.

Huo Sishen narrowed his eyes and asked, “Which model do you want...”

His cold look paused before he was able to finish his sentence.

He was now able to see the screen clearly.

Even though it had cracked into 7 ~ 8 different pieces, like having a big web over it, he was still able to see the ink painting style comic strip.

The coldness around him had decreased by half.

The thunderstorm that was just here a moment ago seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden.

The childish drawing had brought out some familiar memories that were locked in the deepest part of his memory.

That was him when he was 10 and Chuchu when she was 5.

He still remembered that she was always crying nonstop back then, but would start to giggle when she saw him.

His little sister.

The little tail behind him.

A corner of the iceberg inside his black eyes seemed to have cracked and a clear spring came running out of it.

“Your sister asked me to draw this.”

Gu Shishi, after she was finally done laughing, looked up and said to him.

“She might be young back then, but she still remembered all of it. What about you?”

Huo Sishen turned around and look away awkwardly

Even his ears were red.

He suddenly recalled the texts that he saw inside the streaming channel and how they came about.

Because of these drawings, those goofy viewers who had their accounts locked had goofy speculations.

And he almost fell for them...

“You don’t need to do that.”

Gu Shishi pursed her lips.

“I don’t want her to cry and then her big brother, who cares a lot about his little sister, would blame me for that.”

Huo Sishen raised his brows. And his body became stiff temporarily.

“We are done talking about this.”

Gu Shishi patted herself on her butt and got up from the floor with the lunch box in hand.

She took a couple steps forward before she looked back at him.

“Then what should we talk about? What were you thinking when you pinned me to the wall and asked me those two questions?

“What if I really have children and was with another man...”