Chapter 92: Strong (2)
Nan Zhi looked at the man who tied her up in disbelief. His handsome face was icy cold, his eyes were dark, and there was hot anger surging inside.
Nan Zhi's pupils constricted in fright, wondering what did she do to anger him?
Her face turned pale, and her legs felt weak unconsciously.
In front of those who wanted to plot against her, she could keep her head clear, but in front of this man, since she was strangled by him once, she couldn't control her fear when she saw him.
When facing him, no matter how dissatisfied she is, she will try her best to restrain her emotions and not provoke him.
But what is he doing now?
Why did he tie her up?
She struggled to get up from the bed, but just as she stood up, he pressed her shoulders hard.
He stood by the bed, his handsome shoulders bowed slightly, his shirt was unbuttoned three times, and his chest was looming.
He smelled heavily of alcohol, Nan Zhi thought he was drinking too much and was playing drunk, so she took a few deep breaths and tried to keep calm, "Young Master Mu, let me go first, I'll make sober tea for you."
As if he didn't hear her words, he stared at her with a gloomy expression, his cold thin lips were tightly pressed, and the big palm on his shoulders suddenly exerted force, tearing a hole in the pajamas on her body.
A large piece of white skin was exposed.
Nan Zhi's slender eyelashes trembled. After reaching the extreme point of anger, she no longer felt afraid, and even forgot that he was a manic patient. With a cold face, she yelled at him angrily, "Is there something wrong with you? Where am I?" Offended you? If you dare to touch me, I will fight you desperately!"
She is tough, and he is tougher than her. He stared at her coldly, extremely displeased, "What are you pretending to be a chaste woman? Didn't you just sleep with a man last night? How much is Fu giving you? I double, or, ten Times—”
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly kicked her hard in the lower abdomen.
Nan Zhi exerted all her strength and kicked in anger, the strength was extremely heavy, even Mu Sihan took a step back.
But it was only one step before he stood still, looking at Nan Zhi with deep black eyes in disbelief, as if he didn't expect that she would dare to kick him.
Nan Zhi knew her own strength. She was surprised that he could stand still with just one step back, but at the same time, the panic and fear in her heart became more and more intense.
Her whole body became tense, like a bowstring about to break at any time.
She closed her red eyes, moved away from the video, and stopped watching him, "Fu Shaoxiu and I didn't do anything, believe it or not."
"Oh." There was a hint of sarcasm on the man's angry face, "Nothing? Alvis saw you enter room 8088 with my own eyes, I heard the lingering voices of you and Fu Shaoxiu with my own ears, and I saw you enter the pharmacy with my own eyes this morning. Don't you dare to admit that you've been slack?"
Nan Zhi's red eyes fell on the man again.
Four years ago, Fu Shaoxiu didn't believe her, thinking that she had seduced other men shamelessly. After she conceived and gave birth, no man was willing to believe that she was clean and self-sufficient. No one knew better than her how many gossips a single mother had to endure.
In the eyes of men, she is a vixen, she doesn't love herself, as long as she is a man, she can sleep with her.
This Young Master Mu also thinks the same way, so he never takes her feelings into consideration, and kisses her forcefully at every turn.
Now he came to humiliate her in the middle of the night.
Nan Zhi thought that she was strong enough, because she had long learned not to be influenced by irrelevant people, but at this moment, she felt that she was still not invulnerable enough.
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