Chapter 311 - Xiaojie Is His Son? (1/2)

Chapter 311: Xiaojie Is His Son?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The doc.u.ment was still sealed.

The logo of the paternity testing center was printed on it.

Mu Sihan glanced at Nan Zhi, who he had blocked behind him. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, which revealed the nervousness and tension within her.

Mu Sihan’s perfect facial features immediately tensed. His grip on the doc.u.ment file tightened as he spoke in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “It’s for the brat and his biological father?”

Nan Zhi felt her scalp turn numb from his intense gaze. It was as though he could see into her very soul.

Since she hadn’t had a chance to see the results for herself, she did not know how to answer him.

Mu Sihan’s handsome face darkened more when Nan Zhi did not speak.

Nan Zhi lifted her hand, wanting to s.n.a.t.c.h the doc.u.ment file from his palm, but he got up quickly and raised the doc.u.ment high up in the air so that she could not take it.

“Mu Sihan, this is my private matter, you have no right to interfere! Give it back to me!”

With one well-defined hand, Mu Sihan grabbed Nan Zhi’s wrist and pulled her towards the wardrobe. His long arm then circled behind her neck and pressed her against his firm and muscular chest.

“Mu Sihan, what are you doing…” Nan Zhi lifted her leg to kick at him, but he was faster as he placed his knee between her legs swiftly, as if in antic.i.p.ation of her actions.

She was completely immobilized by him in her current position and she could not move at all.

Mu Sihan glanced down at the woman in his arms. He took the doc.u.ment file with one hand while his perfect white teeth bit at the top of the file. His action was wild and clean-cut at the same time.

“Mu Sihanー”

“Shut up!” the man took the doc.u.ment out from the file with his teeth. He then placed it above the woman’s head, though his actions stopped when he saw the two names at the very top of the doc.u.ment.

The names of the people being tested were actually the brat and him…

What?

Mu Sihan’s dark orbs constricted. His grip on the doc.u.ment was so hard that it seemed like he would tear the paper into shreds. At the same time, his grip around Nan Zhi also tightened continuously due to his tense muscles.

Nan Zhi could not breathe from his hold on her originally and she felt like she was about to be strangled to death with his tightening grip.