Chapter 139 - A Candy
writer:Sweets Flood      update:2022-08-22 15:52
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  Nan Zhi stood outside the study in trepidation. Biting her lip, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

  Knock knock knock.

  There was no response.

  She knocked again.

  Still, there was no response.

  Her heartbeat sped up and she did not know if she was afraid to face him or if it was something else.

  Placing a hand on the doorknob, she steeled herself before turning it gently.

  The lights were still on in the study and the pungent smell of tobacco wafted in the air.

  Nan Zhi placed the tray of food on the desk and she frowned slightly, looking at the ashtray filled to the brim with cigarette butts.

  She poured the cigarette butts into the bin and returned the ashtray back to its original position. The phone on the desk vibrated suddenly. Nan Zhi’s finger accidentally touched the screen and the call connected.

  Nan Zhi was about to hang up when she heard from the phone a woman’s voice that was not considered unfamiliar. “Young Master Mu, you will attend the sponsors meeting this Friday, right? I hope you will be the exclusive sponsor for our program.”


  Nan Zhi’s breath hitched and she curled up her fingertips tightly.

  “Young Master Mu? Young Master Mu?”


  Nan Zhi took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

  She ran towards the door, not wanting to stay in the study for another second.

  Just when she was about to open the door, it was suddenly pushed open by someone from the other side.

  Nan Zhi lowered her eyes and her gaze landed on the man’s bare chest.

  He must have come back from the gym as there were beads of sweat on his tight and even muscles. He was wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants, the drawstring not tied and the waist of the sweatpants was pulled low, the top edge of his underwear could be seen.

  Perfect V-shaped body, the muscles that were exposed in the air were firm and masculine. From her angle, she could see his apollo’s belt extending down towards the edge of his underwear. It was extremely sexy.

  The lines of the muscles of his arms were toned and distinct and his collarbones were even more exquisite than any woman’s. His waist was narrow yet powerful, the type of body where he would seem thin when dressed and muscular when he was not.

  Nan Zhi did not know where to look. Faced with such a scene, if she did not concentrate on keeping her mind, she would definitely have a nose bleed.

  The figure of the bad tempered man was too good!

  “What are you doing here?” The man’s cold voice rang from the top of her head. Nan Zhi looked up and met with that pair of cold and dark eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered.

  There was no expression on his well-defined face. There was no anger but only coldness. He pursed his lips and looked down at her.

  She had not seen him for a few days and he seemed to be thinner, his features somewhat faint and had become even more defined. When he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were even longer than a woman’s and his dark eyes deep-set and cold.

  Nan Zhi was used to seeing him get angry. Seeing him the way he was now, she did not how to face him, especially when he had on that icy expression that kept people away.

  After a few seconds of silence, she pointed at the food on the table and said, “Butler Yi asked me to bring you some food.”


  Mu Sihan narrowed his dark eyes, his expression dangerously sharp. “Did he?”


  Nan Zhi listened to his cold tone and the fine hairs at the back of her neck stood on end.

  He was not happy again.

  “Young Master Mu, if there’s anything you feel like eating, I can make it for you……”


  He interrupted her with a smirk. “What a good servant.”


  Nan Zhi frowned and was about to say something when she heard him shout with a dark expression, “Get out!”


  After Nan Zhi left, Mu Sihan went to the desk and stared at the food on the tray. He wanted to push it to the ground when he saw a milk candy placed beside the bowl.

  His anger disappeared instantly.

  He pinched that candy between his fingers and cursed in a low voice.

  That damn woman, did she really think he was three years old?

  Yi Fan wanted her to comfort him and she just left a candy!

  Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!