Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 4: Fleeing from a Forced Marriage [Please Favorite and Vote for Recommendation]

"Handsome guy! Take me away from here, and I'll go anywhere with you! Please!"

Mu Shini felt nearly lightheaded from his striking good looks, almost forgetting about her urgent need to leave.

Even though she had attended a film academy, brimming with handsome faces, none could compare to this man.

His perfectly chiseled features and aloof demeanor sent her hormones into overdrive, causing her cheeks to flush.

"Why should I drive you somewhere?" Bo Sishen’s deep-set eyes held a flicker of disinterest as his cool lips parted.

He had a distinct feeling that the young woman who had just dramatically entered his car was the very same person in the photograph he’d seen earlier – the one his grandfather insisted he marry.

In person, she appeared even younger than in the picture.

The indifferent tone of his voice sent a subtle shiver down Mu Shini’s spine. Glancing out the car window, she quickly smoothed her hair, attempting to conceal her face as she observed two burly bodyguards scanning the area near the entrance of the civil affairs bureau, clearly searching for someone.

She knew with certainty they were looking for her!

Pointing towards the entrance, Mu Shini addressed Bo Sishen, her voice laced with urgency, "See that elderly, crippled man in the wheelchair at the civil affairs bureau entrance? My grandpa told me he's only 30, but he looks older than my own grandfather! I'm just 18, how could I possibly marry someone who looks like he’s on his deathbed! He definitely lied about his age to my family! Even if he wasn't ancient, I would never marry an old man! Handsome guy, please, just drive away quickly!"

Old, ugly, crippled? On his deathbed? An old man?

A thin layer of frost settled on Bo Sishen’s handsome features as his voice turned frigid, "You want me to help you escape a marriage?"

"What marriage? I haven’t even received the marriage certificate yet! Besides, I’m not even legally of age to marry. What’s the point of coming to the civil affairs bureau? Handsome guy, I’m begging you, here’s five hundred yuan, please just drive me away from here!"

Mu Shini fumbled in her bag, retrieved five hundred yuan, and pressed it into Bo Sishen’s large hand, her own hands clasped in a desperate plea.

Bo Sishen’s brow furrowed deeply. He tossed the bills aside and, with a stern expression, started the car.

It wasn’t until the car had put significant distance between itself and the civil affairs bureau that Mu Shini finally exhaled in relief. "Thank goodness I got away quickly! I don’t have to marry that old man! What a relief! I will never agree to my family’s wishes and marry that old man, Bo Sishen!"

Selling her life for a billion yuan!

While she could never earn that amount in her entire lifetime, she wasn’t willing to sacrifice her future for mere wealth!

Hearing her words, Bo Sishen abruptly slammed on the brakes!

Mu Shini was violently thrown forward, and only the seatbelt prevented her head from smashing into something!

"Hey! Can you even drive properly?"

Mu Shini twisted her face around indignantly, glaring at the man who had suddenly stopped the car.

However, upon meeting his gaze, she saw his expression darken, his deep eyes narrowing into a piercing glare directed at her. Intimidated by his icy stare, she immediately recoiled, suppressing her anger.

"Get out!" Bo Sishen’s voice was bone-chillingly cold.

Trembling slightly from the sudden frigid atmosphere, Mu Shini quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, casting furtive glances his way.

What was wrong with this man? He had been driving perfectly fine, and then suddenly braked! Now he looked like he was about to devour her!

So intimidating!

Spotting the subway entrance ahead, Mu Shini decided not to press the issue further. She pushed open the car door and exited. As she closed the door, she leaned over and made a face at the man with the thunderous expression, taunting, "Uncle Hei Che! Be careful, you might scare away any potential wife with that fierce look!"

With that, she slammed the door shut and sprinted away!

Uncle Hei Che?

First, an old, ugly, crippled man!

And now, she was calling him Uncle Hei Che?

Bo Sishen’s expression grew even colder. His sharp eyes tracked her retreating figure in the rearview mirror. His hawk-like gaze narrowed, and a cold, meaningful smile played on his thin lips.

After a short pause, he retrieved his phone and dialed a number, his voice a frigid command, "Arrange for our marriage certificate to be processed. Then, inform her that she is now the second Young Madam of the Bao Family!"

The person on the other end was stunned. Hadn’t they agreed not to marry? Why the sudden decision?

"Sir, once the marriage is established, it could be difficult to undo..."

"Just do as I say. Also, find the girl who took the medicine back then. Treat her abroad before anything else happens," Bo Sishen’s deep voice carried a trace of hoarseness, yet it remained undeniably magnetic.