Chapter 34 - It Felt like She was Hugged by the Devil (1/2)

Chapter 34: It Felt like She was Hugged by the Devil

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nan Zhi walked to the entrance of the dining room and glanced into the living room. All she saw was a tall and bulky silhouette walking over from the porch.

A pair of suit pants which were ironed to a crease-free finish, wrapped around the man’s long and slender legs. He was wearing a black s.h.i.+rt with a V-neck, revealing his collarbones and chest like an endless tease. It made him look s.e.xy and wild.

The man’s steps were long and lazy, similar to an elegant cheetah as if circled its unknowing prey. An overwhelming aura of arrogance surrounded him.

Nan Zhi’s gaze landed on the man’s handsome and perfect face under his short black hair. Her long eyelashes trembled and she hurriedly flew back into the kitchen.

Oh my G.o.d!

She did not see wrongly, did she?

Could that pervert be the precious grandson that the old lady was talking about? How could the world be so small?

His domineering words from the previous night came back to haunt her, ‘Don’t ever let me see you again.’ She held her face in her hands and paced around the kitchen. Although she did not appear at this place purposefully, would he be mistaken that she come here for him, given his narcissism and arrogance?

Nan Zhi hit her head with tiny fists, telling herself to calm down. She found a chef’s hat and a face mask in the kitchen to disguise herself. She hoped it would be enough.

Just as she finished disguising herself, the man’s slightly impatient and stony voice called from behind her, “Give me a bottle of water.”

Nan Zhi was speechless. Was he talking to her?

The man who was standing at the entrance of the room walked inside the kitchen, probably because she did not respond to him.

Nan Zhi had been standing in front of the refrigerator. She could feel the strong aura that the man brought with him as he walked towards where she was, even without turning her head.

The pressure in the room was very strong.

Just as he was almost behind her, Nan Zhi opened the refrigerator swiftly and took a bottle of mineral water from inside. She pa.s.sed it to the man behind her directly without turning back.

Mu Sihan looked down when he took the bottle of water, and a fair and slender neck captured his attention.

He glanced at the women who was standing in front of the refrigerator with her back facing him. She was wearing a chef’s hat on her head, a plain sweater with a hood and white leggings. Her legs were slender and straight.