Chapter 15 - Swept Off Her Feet (2/2)

It was those light trapping deep-set eyes, the sense of melancholy with no hint of any warmth like Shura from the depths of h.e.l.l, that made Nan Zhi s.h.i.+ver. She wrapped her arms around herself unconsciously.

“Was it delicious?” The man took a breath of cigar and blew the pungent smoke towards her face.

Someone in the room gave a sly laugh. Nan Zhi recognized the voice, it was from the man with the devilish looks.

Although she had a child, her experience in s.e.x was next to nothing. The only time was when she was drugged, she didn’t remember anything of the experience except for the staggering pain she felt the next day.

So when the man on the sofa asked her these three words “Was it delicious”, the innuendo was lost on her due to her naivety.

She thought he was referring to the smell of the cigar smoke, it was a little strong and pungent, but it did not smell bad.

As she stood up from the ground, she replied curtly, “It’s alright.”

As soon as the words came out, the room fell deeper into a strangled silence.

Even the man who was slowly smoking the cigar on the sofa was stunned. He looked at the woman who was struggling to stand up with a slight raise of an arched eyebrow. His s.e.xy, well-defined lips were slightly curved and he laughed. “You said it was delicious even though you didn’t even G.o.dd.a.m.n eat anything. You have some motive behind that pretty face.”

Nan Zhi had no words.

Both of them seemed to be on different frequencies.

She could not understand what he was saying at all.

She glanced at the group of men and women who were laughing at her, their faces snide and mocking. Since having a child Nan Zhi had changed her ways. She just wanted to be left in peace and could not wait to leave this foul place.

“I’m not the clubhouse hostess, you’ve got the wrong person.” Nan Zhi was not too sure if she had slept with the arrogant man on the sofa before, so she could not offend him too much.

Nan Zhi had just stepped forward when a deep, frosty voice rang out across the room, “Coming and going as you like, you think this is a market?”

Nan Zhi herself was not naturally a good-tempered person. It was only in the past few years after giving birth to Xiaojie, that she repeatedly told herself to be gentle and to try to stay out of trouble. This was in the hope that in giving out an illusion of being gentle, she would become that way eventually.

Deep inside, she was still that fierce, wild and arrogant young lady she once was.