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  Nan Zhi could not help but burst into laughter at the sight of Nan Yao. The woman was so angry she had jumped on the spot and stomped her feet like a child, her expression had completely twisted and was extremely ugly. Nan Zhi’s melodious voice lilted pleasingly inside the car as she forgot momentarily where she was.

  The figure beside her cousins help but gaze at her.

  Her chin was soft, yet defined. Her face was small and pretty, while her eyes were innocent and sparkled like the sun on a cold winter’s day. When she smiled, she looked like a pretty blooming flower.

  However, Mu Sihan’s black eyes immediately darkened into an icy layer of frost when he caught a glimpse of the other side of her face. It was red and swollen. He turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, stopping the car immediately.

  Nan Zhi was not prepared for the sudden stop and her body slammed forward hard. Just as she was about to hit against the window, a slender and large palm extended towards her and grabbed her slender waist, pulling her away from the window.

  Nan Zhi bit on her bottom lip in nervousness as her eyes gazed into the man’s deep and dark orbs.

  She had only cared about irritating Nan Yao earlier, completing disregarding the fact that there was a giant devil in the car.

  The goosebumps crept all over her body as Nan Zhi flinched at the sight of his handsome but dark expression. His jawline was tense and his eyes emitted a cold and dangerous aura.

  Ever since he almost strangled her that one time, she would always feel an uncontrollable fear whenever they were alone together.

  The car was filled with a scent she had come to associate with him, one laced with the faint smokiness of a cigar. It was intense and carried an air of masculinity.

  His large body leaned towards her and her dense eyelashes trembled as that strong, fragrant smell filled her senses.

  His gaze was dark and his lips were pursed and unhappy. He gave out an aura that was both serious and deadly. Nan Zhi swallowed in fear before she spoke with forced calmness, “What’s wrong?”


  Mu Sihan lifted his hand and caressed the side of Nan Zhi’s cheek that was red and swollen. The aura around him was so dark that it seemed like one that belonged to the grim reaper. “Who hit you?”


  His gaze was terrifying. It was almost as if he had found out his woman had been hit by someone.

  Nan Zhi lowered her gaze. She did not dare to look at him as she shook her head. “It’s not important. It’s been settled.”


  “I asked you, who hit you?” his voice was as cold as ice and laced with anger.

  Nan Zhi trembled from his harsh tone. “I’m really alright now! Just leave it!”


  Mu Sihan reached forward and poked her forehead repeatedly. “Why are you so useless to even get bullied during an interview?”


  His pokes hurt. However, Nan Zhi did not dare to provoke a man in anger, so she decided to she remain silent instead.

  He continued to poke her. “Are you acting deaf? Why are you so fierce in front of me, but so stupid in front of others?”


  Nan Zhi rolled her eyes as she retaliated silently in her heart.

  “Did you at least return the slap?” he caressed her red and swollen cheek with his calloused fingers as he continued to reprimand her. “Even I wasn’t willing to hit this face when I was angry at you.”


  Nan Zhi could not help but reply, “You almost strangled me to death. How can you say that? Isn’t that bullying?”


  His anger seemed to dissipated at her words. He stared at her long trembling eyelashes as he smirked, then smiled in a overbearing, gangsterish manner, “Woman, do you even know what is considered bullying?”


  When he smiled with only one side of his lips quirked up, together with his wild and handsome face, he looked like the bad boy that was dangerously attractive to any woman. Only, with his devilishly good looks, that could prove fatal to any woman.

  Nan Zhi could vaguely guess what he meant. She was about to speak when he suddenly leaned forward and covered her slightly opened mouth with his sexy lips.

  It was a strong and domineering kiss that could not be interfered with.

  It was exactly like how he was as a person, arrogant, showy and never caring about what others felt as he always did whatever he wanted.

  Nan Zhi’s eyes glistened from his kiss. She had nowhere to hide once his large body leaned on her, since the car was cramped to begin with.

  She could only let him press against her lips ruthlessly.

  Her slender waist was smooth and soft against his large palm. His grip on her was very tight, as if he wanted very badly to push her into him. He held onto her chin once the kiss was over. He smiled evilly. “One day, I will let you know what exactly is considered bullying.”