Atlas Studios

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  The three young men looked at the man holding Nan Zhi.

  They saw a man with a cigar in his mouth, wearing a black shirt with three buttons unbuttoned. They could also vaguely see his firm muscles, his slightly rolled sleeves easily displaying his strong arms. Raising his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, giving a faint, yet arrogant smile.

  Nan Zhi was very close to Mu Sihan and she hardly needed to look back because she knew it was him when she caught a whiff of his masculine breath.

  “Who are you? What business do you have with us hitting on a girl?” The young man who was in the lead, demanded aggressively. This man was challenging him! Who did he think he was?

  Mu Sihan smirked and his voice was deep and strong. “It seems like you drank too much. I will sober you up.” After he finished speaking, he raised his long leg and kicked the young man in the abdomen.

  The young man flew backwards and crashed into the ground.

  When the other two men saw this, they waved their fists in the air and attacked Mu Sihan.

  Mu Sihan quickly pushed Nan Zhi behind him and clenched his hands into fists. He waved them left and right, and before the two young men could touch him, they were already howling in pain from being beaten up by him.

  The pain sobered them up quicker than any ice bath would.

  They looked at the man who had Nan Zhi behind him. His features were solemn and his eyes were cold like a demon from hell. From the threatening air seething out from him, it was suddenly clear that this man was not to be provoked.

  The two young men hurriedly helped up the other man who was kicked by Mu Sihan. After cursing him, they fled in panic like dogs with their tails between their legs.

  Nan Zhi looked at the tall and cold figure of the man in front of her. Her long eyelashes fluttered and her expression was a little dazed.

  She really could not understand what he was thinking. Since they were treating each other as strangers, why did he still help her?

  Or, was he like that with every woman in trouble?

  Nan Zhi was still in a daze when the man in front of her suddenly turned around, his expression icy cold as if she owed him millions of dollars.

  “Who asked you to go out without wearing any pants?” He looked at her coldly as if he was going to swallow her alive.

  Nan Zhi was frightened by his dark expression and cold tone. She backed away subconsciously, wanting to stay away from the danger zone.

  But in the next second, her slender waist was held firmly by his large hand and she couldn’t escape.

  The man offered no explanation and re-entered the elevator while holding her.

  “Mu Sihan, what are you doing? Let go of me!” Nan Zhi struggled but the man’s grip was strong. The more she struggled the tighter he held her.

  “Mu Sihanー”


  He interrupted her coldly, “Shut up!”


  He forced her into his room.

  After that night at the beach, when she had body contact with him, she would instinctively be afraid and tremble.

  Fortunately, he released her after pushing her into the room.

  He found a shirt and long pants and took them out. “Amy hasn’t worn them yet. You should be able to wear these since you’re about the same height as her.”


  Nan Zhi was speechless. What was wrong with him? Why would he even consider letting her wear his girlfriend’s clothes?

  “No need, I have my own clothes.”


  The man glanced at her fair legs. “You have clothes but you still don’t wear pants?”


  Nan Zhi had already turned red with anger. She pulled up her sweater and growled at him angrily, “Which of your eyes saw that I’m not wearing pants? You’re acting like a gangster but blaming the girl. You’re sick!”


  Nan Zhi opened the door and was about to go out but very quickly, the door was pushed closed by a large hand.

  Her slender body was turned around strongly by the man. Before she could speak, the man’s handsome and cold face moved towards her. “Are you going to change?”


  He was very close to her, his nose almost touching the tip of her nose, and his masculine breath filled her nose.

  Nan Zhi’s heart quivered, the emotions surging around in her chest. “What does it have to do with you if I change it or nー!”