He's Still the Same

Bo Sihan came out of the bathroom and saw that Mu Wanwan was already lying in bed.

The girl was curled up with her eyes closed. She looked like she was asleep.

Bo Sihan silently walked to the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down beside Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan was pretending to be asleep when the man's strong arm reached out from behind her and wrapped around her waist. Her body tensed up uncontrollably again. She closed her eyes and did not dare to move although her thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Click.

The bedside lamp suddenly went out, and the room fell into darkness.

His hot lips pressed against the top of Mu Wanwan's head.

Mu Wanwan's body stiffened and she did not dare to move. She was still a little afraid and wanted to struggle.

However, she was more afraid of angering Bo Sihan, so she could only remain obedient.

When she woke up again, it was already daytime outside.

Mu Wanwan's bones were aching all over as if she had been beaten up. She struggled to get out of bed.

Everything that happened last night was still vivid in her mind. Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth and muttered to herself in a low voice, "Bo Sihan is still the same as before." 

The Bo Sihan from last night was not much different from what she remembered.

She was an innocent and pitiful lamb that had no choice but to let him slaughter her.

***

In the restaurant on the first floor.

There was a sumptuous breakfast on the long dining table. Bo Sihan sat in front of the dining table, his slender fingers holding a silver spoon as he stirred the coffee in his cup. His posture was obviously relaxed, but he was still as elegant as a king.

Fang Xun, who was standing beside him, was reporting to him about the day's schedule.

"Master Bo, the traitor has been captured. Are you bringing him here?" Fang Xun asked carefully.

Bo Sihan heard footsteps and looked up to see Mu Wanwan walking into the dining room. He nodded lightly.

Fang Xun also looked at Mu Wanwan, and his eyes instantly lit up!

Mu Wanwan usually liked to wear bright red and purple clothes and put on thick makeup. In order to make Sihan cringe, she often dressed up badly.

Even if he came from a good standing, he couldn't stand her pretentious behavior. Others thought that Bo Sihan was magnanimous and could still put up with Mu Wanwan.

Fang Xun was already stunned by Mu Wanwan at the birthday party yesterday. However, Mu Wanwan looked even more beautiful than yesterday even though she was only wearing a simple almond-colored spaghetti strap dress and her black hair was casually let down.

His entire being was overflowing with radiance.

Immediately, he saw the marks on Mu Wanwan's neck and revealed a suggestive smile.

"Fang Xun, is there anything else?" Bo Sihan's cold voice came from beside her.

Fang Xun was so frightened that he quivered. He quickly retracted his gaze from Mu Wanwan, closed the folder in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'll do as you say, Master Bo."

Bo Sihan watched as Mu Wanwan pulled out a chair that was further away from him. His black eyes darkened and he said domineeringly, "Come and sit here."