The boss had a complicated expression on her face. She glanced at the two of them with a very subtle gaze and left. Perhaps she hadn't expected Ji Buwang to be a gigolo.
Ji Buwang looked at Mu Jingzhe and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Did you see the boss' gaze? Why did you lie to her?" She had even said he was only in his early twenties.
"Then why didn't you correct me?"
"Because you said that I'm the stepfather you found for your children. That part is right." Ji Buwang quietly held Mu Jingzhe's hand.
When they returned home, Ji Buwang kept peeling pomegranates for Mu Jingzhe to eat. He filled an entire bowl with them. "You don't have to do it. I'll peel them for you."
As he peeled, Mu Jingzhe grabbed some pomegranate and fed him from time to time. "Delicious. So sweet…"
"Then eat more. I'll peel more for you after you finish these."
