Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Sihan tightened his hold on Nan Zhi’s slender waist. His long black eyes stared at the small face in front of him.
Her skin was fair and clean, making her look both innocent and enchanting. Unlike the other females who tended to try to capture his attention with their faces slathered in makeup, hers was light and natural, enhancing her features without smothering them. With her soft long hair resting on her shoulders, she gave out the delicate aura of a woman with natural grace.
However, Xue’er…
An additional layer of complication and darkness appeared in Mu Sihan’s dark eyes at the thought of the woman in question. He furrowed his straight eyebrows slightly. “I called Xue’er’s name when I was down with a fever?”
Slight coldness covered Nan Zhi’s eyes as she laughed coldly. “Do you know what, Mu Sihan? I despise people like you, who hurt other women, just because they can’t get their true love. Do you think you can step on others’ feelings just because you’re rich and influential? People like you are the worst sort of scum.”
The sneering contempt in her voice only because worse. “How low are you to not be able to handle a woman? Or is it that you can only get a replacement because you have some kind of deep regret in your life, since your Xue’er ran away with another man?”
In the beginning, Nan Zhi was not clear about why he had forced her to sign the contract and was willing to give her a hundred million when it ended.
However, now she completely understood.
Mu Sihan’s handsome face had such a dark expression that was brimming with coldness, that the room felt like it would freeze over. “Do you lack that much confidence in yourself? Do you think I forced you sign a contract so that you would be a replacement?”
Nan Zhi scoffed, “That is the truth.”
There was nothing more real than what she had heard and experienced.
For Mu Sihan, Xue’er and Ye Qing were part of a myriad of secrets that could never be told to anyone else. Especially not Nan Zhi.
He understood now. It was Ye Qing who had called for Xue’er.
Not only was he sick with bipolar disorder, to think he also had a split personality that had taken on the entire personality of his dead brother. He could never tell her something like that.
She was so emotional about it all. Did it mean that she was starting to care for him? Was it possible for her to like him?
Mu Sihan’s pupils constricted a little. Although he did not treat her as a replacement, he indeed had another purpose in forcing her to stay by his side…
He did not dare to imagine what would happen if she found out.
Nan Zhi’s nose was a little stuffy. Seeing that Mu Sihan was not saying anything, her hands that were resting beside her, suddenly tightened and her fingernails sunk deep into her palms. “Mr Mu, let’s not bother each other anymore and end it here. I’m sure you wouldn’t be willing to force a woman, whose heart and body aren’t with you, to be with you, would you?”
“Your heart and body aren’t with me?” His large palm that was on her waist moved to pinch her dainty little chin. Closer and closer, his handsome and well-defined face moved towards hers. “Are you saying what you truly think?”
The force he was using on his fingers was not too strong, nor too light. However, she found she could not move away from him.
When he spoke, his nose and lips were very close to her. From the warmth of his breath, to the strong masculine smell surrounding his body, it enveloped her delicate skin in an overbearing manner that overtook her senses.
And she trembled from it.
Nan Zhi bit her lip. Her eyes slowly turned red as she stared at the handsome face right in front of her.
All this time, she had forced herself to be rational, to be realistic after she was cheated and used by the people closest to her four years ago. She was no longer the same Nan Zhi who was easily moved by people. She refused to be that naive girl any longer.
Despite herself, she did not know why she found herself moved by this man’s overbearingness and dominance…
Why?
Why him?
This feeling was not good at all. She couldn’t allow herself to be swayed again. To be played again.
“What I said was all truth. I hate you and from the moment I first saw you, I was already annoyed at you. I can’t stand how overbearing and domineering you are and how you stand there and step on the feeling of others like it’s some kind of insignificant game. That’s why…”
Before Nan Zhi could finish her words, the man took something from his pocket suddenly. His hand turned from a tightened fist into a stretched out palm as he held it out in front of Nan Zhi. “If you don’t care for me, then why did you keep something that belongs to me? Will you return it to me if you don’t need it?”
Nan Zhi felt like he was being ridiculous. When did she ever keep something of his?
