[✓]Spending the Villain's Money to Extend My Life

Can I ask you for a favor, fiance?

“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.