Chapter 318 - Fighting Strength Is So Weak! (2/2)

Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows as her expression was cold. “He’s not someone you can touch. Leave quickly if you know what’s good for you!”

The woman had probably never seen someone s.n.a.t.c.hing her business in this manner. She got down from the bed and flounced out her big b.r.e.a.s.t.s in Nan Zhi’s direction. “Don’t think that you can s.n.a.t.c.h my business just because you’re young and pretty. Are your b.r.e.a.s.t.s as big as mine?”

“So what if your b.r.e.a.s.t.s are big? My husband likes b.r.e.a.s.t.s that are adequately sized, ones that are not too big and not too small like mine.” Nan Zhi was calm. Mu Sihan was drunk anyway, and he could not hear anything that she said.

Guilt flashed in the woman’s eyes when she heard Nan Zhi calling him her husband. “The two of you are… married?”

Nan Zhi’s temples twitched, she was still helping him stir women away in the middle of the night. “We’ve been wanting to get a divorce recently. If you really slept with him, I can get half of his a.s.sets. Or how about we both kill him together so I can inherit all of his a.s.sets and give you a part of it?”

A faint smile appeared on Nan Zhi’s pretty face and her black eyes sparkled in the darkness. The woman did not know if it was because Nan Zhi was too fair, or that her imagination was too wild, but she suddenly felt like Nan Zhi looked a little like a crazy murderer with her hair down.

“You’re crazy!” At this, the woman ran away in fear, slamming the door behind her.

The room fell into complete silence when only Nan Zhi and the man on the bed were left in the room.

Nan Zhi lifted her hands to tie her hair up. She could not help but laugh when she thought of the woman’s reaction. “Her fighting strength is so weak.”

“Ha.”

A low and hoa.r.s.e chuckle suddenly resounded in the quiet room.

Nan Zhi jumped and turned around hurriedly. She did not know when the man on the bed had sat up.

His black hair was a little messy, though his s.e.xy lips were curled up under his well-defined nose. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared at her with a lazy, but interested gaze.

Nan Zhi’s brain buzzed and blanked when she met his black, but completely sober eyes.

He was actually pretending to be drunk!