Shen Wanci: "No bet."

I wouldn't waste my time on such trivial matters with him if I wasn't bored.

Then, he said, "Let's go eat something now."

“...”

Shen Wanci habitually reached for her phone to call Nie Yucheng and let him know she was safe. She realized her phone was in her bag, as Nie Yucheng had grabbed it along with her bag when he pulled her earlier. During the struggle, she'd also inadvertently handed him her bag.

At this moment, Nie YuCheng was frantically searching for Shen WanCi all over the street. Chen Xu followed closely behind him: "Mr. Nie, Mr. Bo just sent me a message. The young mistress was slightly frightened, so he took her back to the hotel first."

Nie Yucheng's footsteps came to a halt, and he turned back to look at Chen Xu: "Was she led away by someone from Bo Jingzhou?"

Chen Xu pointed to the sky and swore, "This is impossible. President Bo just happened to see her and chased after her. If President Bo really knew there was someone who could make Madam have such a big reaction just by showing his face, he would have brought him to Madam long ago. There's no need for him to follow behind so miserably, and most importantly, he couldn't even get a good word from her."

"Both Bao Zong and Wanci are already divorced, so stop calling each other 'mistress'. A girl's reputation is important, people would gossip about her behind her back if they heard that."

Nie Yucheng said this with a cold face, then went to the street to hail a taxi.

Chen Xu hesitantly touched his nose. This really wasn't something a person should do!

On the other side, Bao Jingzhou pointed at the minute hand on his watch: "Ten minutes have passed. It's time to honor our bet. Let's go eat."

Shen Wanci glared at him with displeasure, raising her hand that was still being held: "I'm a willing loser."

At least I just saved you, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?

"Did you get professionally trained in the art of lying with your eyes wide open? I wasn't in any danger just now, how did it become you saving me?"

"This place is deserted and dark. You probably didn't get into any trouble because I got here quickly. If I had been even a little late, you would have been tied up and thrown in the trunk, with no chance to talk terms with me here."

Shen Wanci: "..."

I originally thought that, given Thin Jingzhou's personality, he would definitely choose a high-end restaurant for dinner. Unexpectedly, he brought her to a night market food stall instead. There were octopus balls, meat buns, grilled oysters, fruit salad, snail noodles...

The entire street practically had every famous snack from all over the country, but Thin Jingzhou wouldn't even look at them before. He thought they were so disgusting that just glancing at them would get him splashed with gutter oil.

Shěn Wǎncí had walked all day, her legs ached. After accompanying him for over ten minutes, she couldn't hold it in any longer: "What exactly do you want to eat? You can't even choose from so many options? There are similar things at the noodle shop down the street. Just pick an eatery with lots of people, that’s easy."

They walked with empty hands, their pace quick as if they were meeting someone for a fight. They were completely out of place compared to the other people around them who were happily enjoying skewers of mutton in one hand, candied fruits in the other, and spring rolls in their mouths.

Bao Jingzhou looked at the stalls in front of him, a dazzling array of different vendors. The salty, fishy smell of stir-fried squid wafted through the air, mingled with the pungent scent of cumin and chili powder. Disposable bowls and chopsticks piled up like mountains in the trash cans. This environment, let alone eating, made him lose his appetite just by looking at it.

But Shen Wanci seemed to love these things quite a bit. Just now, Nie Yucheng bought her snacks along the way, and she ate them all the way, like a glutton who could never be satisfied.

At this, he pursed his lips with displeasure and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Shen Wanci shook her head. She was about to burst. She had just finished dinner with her colleagues, and Nie Yucheng had been buying snacks the whole way, she couldn't eat anymore.

Bo Jingzhou endured, but couldn't endure any longer: "Is it because I bought the food that you don't eat it, or is it that he bought it and it smells better?"

After all that, this guy is actually jealous! I don't even know how long he's been following her behind the scenes.

Shen Wanci smiled faintly at him, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat something? Give me your phone, I'll buy it for you."

Bo Jingzhou inexplicably felt a chill down his spine, but he still handed the phone over.

Shen Wanci: "Payment password."

"Still the same as before, unchanged."

"She curled her fingers around her phone slightly, then after a long pause, she said, "Oh."

Bo Jingzhou's payment password was her birthday. This was discovered when they went to the supermarket one time. Because he was wearing a mask and sunglasses, he didn't get scanned with facial recognition. She accidentally saw him enter the password.

She also asked him at the time, and he said it was just random, and he didn't even know it was her birthday.

The password brought Shen Wanci a moment of bewilderment, but she quickly suppressed it. Perhaps she was too lazy to change it; after all, few people bothered to manually enter passwords these days.

"Boss, I'll have a Mala hot pot, and also some skewers, please go easy on the spice..."

Bo Jingzhou watched Shen Wanci, who was carefully selecting vegetables with her head down. She held a cheap plastic basket and skillfully picked out the vegetables she wanted, as if she had done this countless times before. There wasn't a trace of a wealthy socialite on her.

After finishing, she took the lunchbox handed to her by the boss. She tasted a little of each dish and then offered it to Bo Jingzhou beside her: "Eat."

Bao Jingzhou didn't want to eat these greasy, salty snacks one bit. They looked unhygienic at first glance. But thinking of the excuse he had made, he gritted his teeth and stuck a piece with a chopstick in his mouth.

It doesn't taste good, the spice flavor is too strong. Besides, he also saw the boss using a cloth used for wiping tables to wipe the cleaver and then continue cutting vegetables afterwards.

"Because I bought the things, you're not eating them?" Shen Wanci widened her eyes slightly, sounding a little wronged.

Bao Jingzhou: "No."

After finishing the skewers and mala hot pot, Shen Wanci seamlessly passed him another roujiamo. Having experienced what just happened, he didn't speak this time, and directly ate it. Before he could even throw away the bag, a third one arrived.

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

Shen Wanci walked and bought things along the way. As soon as Bo Jingzhou showed any reluctance to eat, she would look at him pitifully and ask, "Isn't what I bought delicious?"

...to see him eat, whether he can hold it in, and if he'll still unjustly blame her without considering the facts!

After finishing a bowl of tofu pudding, Bo Jingzhou held onto Shen Wanci who was about to buy more things: "Alright, I know. You can just say if you can't eat anymore."

He frowned, his face slightly pale.

Shen Wanci returned her phone to him: "I bet you think I'm making excuses. Experiencing it firsthand is more convincing than anything anyone else could say."

Finally, Bo Jingzhou took her out of the night market and walked towards the hotel.

He was too full, feeling like he had eaten a whole bellyful of oil, and he felt a little nauseous.

He bit his lip, trying his best to hold it in. As he passed a trash can, he couldn't take it anymore. He quickly walked over, lowered his head, and vomited everything he had just shoved into his stomach…

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