Chapter 229 - Enchanted

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Chapter 229: Enchanted

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“He’s not gentlemanly at all. He actually threw an ashtray at me!”

“The goosebumps on my body all stood up when his gaze turned cold.”

“My legs almost gave way when he told me to scram.”

“Apart from his handsome face and delectable body, his temper is completely terrible!”

“That’s right. I’d rather have someone who doesn’t look that good than have someone who’ll abuse me all of a sudden.”

Nan Zhi could not help but laugh when she heard the girls’ conversation.

“Sister Zhi, what are you laughing at? Do you not believe us? How about you go and negotiate with that sponsor?” One of the girls suggested.

Xia Xi agreed as well, “Sister Zhi will definitely succeed in negotiating.”

Nan Zhi felt that Mu Sihan did this on purpose. If not, how could it be so incidental that he took the girls’ two rooms?

The sky was already starting to darken. There were quite a number of mosquitoes in the fortress, and the few girls were all wearing thin dresses since they wanted to look good.

Nan Zhi passed her luggage to Xia Xi and walked towards the biggest room with a complicated feeling.

The door was not locked. Mu Sihan was standing in front of the window with a cigar between his teeth. He was about to light the cigar when he heard quick shuffling footsteps. Lifting his head slightly, he glanced towards the door.

Nan Zhi’s eyes gazed into his pair of deep and black eyes the moment she entered the room.

He was dressed casually and looked especially young and handsome with his thin fringe covering his forehead. He looked especially cool like a gangster with bad streak, with the cigar between his thin lips.

He seemed to have gotten thinner after the fever and his facial features appeared more well-defined. If you were to just look at his appearance, he definitely had the ability to charm any woman.

Wasn’t she almost charmed by him too?

Nan Zhi suppressed the jealousy that was slowly showing itself in her heart. She straightened her back and walked in front of the man with a frank expression. “Mr. Mu, what do you want exactly?”

What was he doing here instead of going to look for his Xue’er, or the beauty that he ate at the restaurant with? Not only that, he was so presumptuous to just come here and take over their rooms! How ungentlemanly!

Nan Zhi was a lot fairer than the average Chinese female. When she was angry, her milky white skin became a little flushed and her eyes lit up and flashed with fire.

Seeing her ire, his Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze moved from Nan Zhi’s flushed face to her rising chest. His abdomen tightened and he lifted his hand to take away the cigar between his thin lips. Without a word, his imposing body moved towards her.

The strong and refreshing smell of male hormone flooded her and it brought with it a heart-throbbing charisma. On instinct, Nan Zhi moved back a few steps. However, her slender waist was grabbed by the man’s large palm within the next second as he held onto her soft body.

With practised ease, a calloused thumb caressed her soft waist over her shirt. Even without trying, he could smell the faint womanly scent on her. He blew the strands of hair on her cheek as his sexy thin lips approached her ear. Laughing lowly, he responded bluntly, “To do you.”

Nan Zhi lifted her hand, wanting to slap his handsome face when she heard his obscene words.

“Mu Sihan, don’t talk to me like this. Save it for your beloved Xue’er!”

Even now, the way he called for Xue’er again and again in that affectionate tone, seemed like a tight invisible slap on Nan Zhi’s face, when he told her he only cared for her.

She almost gotten played by him again!

Furrowing his straight eyebrows, Mu Sihan grimaced when he heard Nan Zhi mention Xue’er. His deep orbs darkened.

What did she say?

A bitter smile filled with self-ridiculing appeared on Nan Zhi’s lips when she saw his expression. “Since you like that woman so much to call out for her so affectionately, even in your dreams, why don’t you get her back? How much does a fake copy like me, look like her, that you can’t bear to leave me alone, even after you’ve thrown me away?”