Master's Beautiful And Confident Wife

C360 Confidence



C360 Confidence

0And that's it?    

    

Mu Shinian originally thought that Bo Qian would say something, but in the end, it was just this?    

    

"Then I'll go in first?"    

    

Mu Shinian pointed at the interior of the mansion with a head full of confusion.    

    

Bo Qian nodded. He fixed his eyes on her snack for a few seconds and then stopped looking.    

    

He waited for Mu Shinian to go in before he took the car and left.    

    

When the maid saw Mu Shinian carrying a bag of things in, she looked at it curiously for two more seconds. "Oh, I bought it casually on the way."    

    

Mu Shinian did not even want to use an excuse. After fooling around for a while, she went upstairs.    

    

When she was in the Bo family, Mu Shinian had always had the habit of eating supper because the butler always liked to play with those snacks. Furthermore, he seemed to be afraid that she did not have enough to eat.    

    

Mu Shinian opened the box and then... there was nothing after that.    

    

The snacks in the box had already been smashed to pieces and some of them even flowed out. It looked like a complete mess.    

    

Mu Shinian stared at the box of desserts and felt embarrassed.    

    

No... Was this made by the housekeeper?    

    

In the past, even if it was a new type of snack, it would be as exquisite as it could be.    

    

Mu Shinian's eyes were round as she stared at the messy desserts. Finally, she really did not want to let down the other party's deep meaning. She reached out and picked up a piece and threw it into her mouth.    

    

Then, her expression became distorted.    

    

Sweet... Furthermore, there was an indescribable strange smell...    

    

Mu Shinian endured it for a few seconds and finally could not hold it in anymore and spat it out.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough!"    

    

She forcefully opened a bottle of mineral water and fiercely drank two mouthfuls. Only then did she suppress the taste.    

    

Mu Shinian's eyes stared intently at the box of desserts, as if she wanted to find out the reason.    

    

Why is the difference between the butler's craftsmanship so huge?    

    

Could it be that these few pieces of cake were very difficult to make?    

    

The phone rang and Mu Shinian took out her phone numbly. She saw a message from Bo Qian: The butler asked, How's the taste?    

    

Mu Shinian rarely lied. First, she disdained it and second, she did not want to.    

    

This was the first time.    

    

Without changing her expression, she typed a line of words: Sweet, crisp, and delicious.    

    

Bo Qian replied with a En, and there was no follow-up.    

    

In the end, it was just a little bit of goodwill from her... Mu Shinian thought so and then closed the box and threw it into the trash can.    

    

If she ate it, she would probably have to go to the hospital to lie down.    

    

...    

    

When Bo Qian returned home, the butler was still not asleep. He was still cleaning up the messy kitchen.    

    

When he saw Bo Qian return, he could not help but complain, "Young master, you are fine. Why is that? If you want to see Miss Mu, I will make some snacks for you. Look at this move of yours. The kitchen has already exploded like this."    

    

Bo Qian did not care at all. He sat on the sofa and replied to the message without looking up, "She said it was delicious."    

    

... ""    

    

The butler turned around quietly, "Young master, are you joking?"    

    

Bo Qian shook his phone and said confidently, "She really said it was delicious."    

    

... "" The butler stared at the phone and fell into a dilemma. He stared at his young master's confident look and could not help but complain, "Young master, no matter how you look at it, Miss Mu is being polite to you. That snack of yours made it look like that. Miss Mu's appetite has already been raised by me. This doesn't make sense. "    

    

Just as he finished speaking, he received Bo Qian's death stare.    

    

He stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to kill someone.    

    

The butler raised the frying pan and covered his face innocently. Then, he quietly floated to the kitchen and continued to clean up the mess.    

    


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