Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nan Zhi walked to the entrance of the dining room and glanced into the living room. All she saw was a tall and bulky silhouette walking over from the porch.
A pair of suit pants which were ironed to a crease-free finish, wrapped around the man’s long and slender legs. He was wearing a black shirt with a V-neck, revealing his collarbones and chest like an endless tease. It made him look sexy and wild.
The man’s steps were long and lazy, similar to an elegant cheetah as if circled its unknowing prey. An overwhelming aura of arrogance surrounded him.
Nan Zhi’s gaze landed on the man’s handsome and perfect face under his short black hair. Her long eyelashes trembled and she hurriedly flew back into the kitchen.
Oh my god!
She did not see wrongly, did she?
Could that pervert be the precious grandson that the old lady was talking about? How could the world be so small?
His domineering words from the previous night came back to haunt her, ‘Don’t ever let me see you again.’ She held her face in her hands and paced around the kitchen. Although she did not appear at this place purposefully, would he be mistaken that she come here for him, given his narcissism and arrogance?
Nan Zhi hit her head with tiny fists, telling herself to calm down. She found a chef’s hat and a face mask in the kitchen to disguise herself. She hoped it would be enough.
Just as she finished disguising herself, the man’s slightly impatient and stony voice called from behind her, “Give me a bottle of water.”
Nan Zhi was speechless. Was he talking to her?
The man who was standing at the entrance of the room walked inside the kitchen, probably because she did not respond to him.
Nan Zhi had been standing in front of the refrigerator. She could feel the strong aura that the man brought with him as he walked towards where she was, even without turning her head.
The pressure in the room was very strong.
Just as he was almost behind her, Nan Zhi opened the refrigerator swiftly and took a bottle of mineral water from inside. She passed it to the man behind her directly without turning back.
Mu Sihan looked down when he took the bottle of water, and a fair and slender neck captured his attention.
He glanced at the women who was standing in front of the refrigerator with her back facing him. She was wearing a chef’s hat on her head, a plain sweater with a hood and white leggings. Her legs were slender and straight.
Mu Sihan cursed quietly.
He opened the bottle of mineral water and finished drinking the 555ml bottle in one go.
The corners of Nan Zhi’s lips twitched after hearing the gulping sound of the man drinking water.
It was no wonder that his grandma said his stomach was not in a very good shape since he drank so much cold water the way he did.
He only has himself to blame. He deserves it!
Just as Nan Zhi was happily attacking him in her mind, an empty water bottle suddenly hit the back of her head.
Although it did not hurt much, it still gave her a shock.
She stepped back in reflex, but she stepped accidentally on the water bottle that had rolled to the floor. Just as she was about to fall to the floor, a slender and powerful arm stretched towards her.
It wrapped around her slim waist tightly.
Nan Zhi held in a ragged breath. The side of her shoulder was resting against the man’s sturdy and warm chest. A devilishly cold and playful voice rasped into her ear, “Woman, are you done playing?”
Nan Zhi had not had the chance to speak when the man’s let his other hand tear the chef’s hat and face mask away from her face.
He looked down at her with his sharp black eyes piercing and cold. His thin lips were set in a condescending smirk, looking at her with a sneer as he judged her.
Nan Zhi furrowed her brows. By the time her mind finally caught up with what had happened, she exclaimed in anger, “Let go of me.”
Mu Sihan’s black orbs that was watching Nan Zhi darkened slightly. His smirking lips turned cold, “Let go of you?”
“Yes.”
“As you wish.”
With that said, the large hand that was wrapped around her waist let go.
Nan Zhi would definitely fall if he let go. She had always been afraid of pain since young and she held onto his shirt’s collar tightly with both of her hands. Just as she was stabilizing her body, her shoulder was held painfully by one of his large hands.
Almost immediately, her slender figure was pushed against the refrigerator fiercely, his body towering over her in a menacing manner.
