Chapter 82 - I Will Make You My Woman Tonight (2/2)

Nan Zhi knew what he wanted to say. She raised her slender fingers and tapped lightly upon his chest. “Shaoxiu, why do you believe whatever Nan Yao says? If I am really financially supported by an old man, why would I still go for the anchor interview? Wouldn’t I just stay at home and enjoy a happy life?”

Bo Shaoxiu felt that what Nan Zhi said was also reasonable, but…

“She saw you getting in a Lykan Hypersports sports car.”

“Oh, that was the friend of my best friend.”

Bo Shaoxiu knew Nan Zhi had two best friends, Yanran was a reporter and the other, Qin Yubing, was in the entertainment industry. It was not impossible for the two of them to know rich people.

“Don’t you know your sister’s temper? Maybe she offended some influential person, and they used this chance to punish her. Don’t blame everything on me.”

Bo Shaoxiu understood the implied meaning of Nan Zhi’s words. He lips curled and he smiled in delight. “So, you are not financially supported by an old man?”

“Of course not.”

Bo Shaoxiu looked at her innocent and charming face, and swallowed. He reached out and picked up the gla.s.s of red wine on the cabinet. “Zhizhi, drink this up and I’ll return the diary to you.”

Nan Zhi took the wine, her long eyelashes lowered slightly and she smirked. “What if I don’t drink it?”

Bo Shaoxiu released Nan Zhi and went to the bedside table, taking out a yellowing diary and a lighter in his other hand.

“Zhizhi, if you don’t drink it, I will burn it now. Count on my words.”

Nan Zhi saw the diary which recorded all her secrets during her youth. Numerous recollections surged out from her memory. She was on the verge of tears, but she held them back and downed the red wine in the gla.s.s.

Bo Shaoxiu saw Nan Zhi drinking the wine and there was a calculative gleam in his dark brown eyes.

The wine was drugged and even if she was unwilling, she would become his woman tonight.

In the past, he had mysophobia ¹ and had been obsessed with cleanliness, but over the past few years, he had played with many women outside, searching desperately for those that looked like Nan Zhi. But those women were all fakes and could never live up to her. Now that the original one was back, he could not wait to taste her.