Chapter 669 - Heartbeat Missing Its Tempo (1/2)

Chapter 669: Heartbeat Missing Its Tempo

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Young Master, hearing the words that you said to Miss Nan, even I thought you had feelings for her.”

Yi Fan’s words made Nan Zhi’s heart thump rapidly.

She retracted her hand from the door handle, her slender figure pressing against the wall.

Her almond-shaped eyes landed on the man sitting on the sofa from her position by the door. His eyes were dark and he only spoke coldly after a long silence, “Does Old Man Bai have any medicine that can help me recover?”

“Old Mr Bai said that only the Love Flower from the Heartless Valley can help you recover. However, that Love Flower only blooms once in a hundred years, and the recent flower was plucked by Miss Ling Er. Miss Ling Er even lost her sight in one eye because of it.”

Nan Zhi cupped her mouth in disbelief.

Ling Er lost her sight in one eye in order to pluck the Love Flower?

“Young Master, when you flirted with Miss Nan earlier, did you still not feel anything?”

Mu Sihan pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.

Nan Zhi stared at his sharp-looking side profile with not an ounce of temperature on it, her heart slowly sinking.

When he flirted with her earlier, his gaze was so deep that it felt like she was the only one left in his world.

She almost drowned in that feeling.

She was even elated about it.

It turned out, he was not recovered.

Mu Sihan lit up a cigar, furrowing his eyebrows as he exhaled a mouthful of smoke.

Nan Zhi stared at the silent him, thinking that he was probably very vexed about not having feelings for her either!

She could feel that he wanted to maintain this relations.h.i.+p properly, not wanting her thoughts to wander and that he wanted to give her the best…

He was working on it, but there were some things that could not be helped, even with hard work.

“Send another person to the village and tell Old Man Bai to create another antidote with the same effect as that of the Love Flower. I don’t want to continue being like this. If he can’t make one, then he can’t blame me for being disrespectful!”

Nan Zhi furrowed her slender eyebrows, pus.h.i.+ng the office door open as she walked in. “Mu Sihan, you can’t hurt Old Mr Bai and the others. If it wasn’t for him back then, you would still be suffering from the pain of the poison!”

Seeing Nan Zhi suddenly walk in, Mu Sihan narrowed his depthless eyes slightly, unconsciously tightening his hold on the cigar in between his fingers. “If he can make an antidote, then I promise that he’ll be fine!”

“Butler Yi just said earlier that the Love Flower only blooms once in a hundred years, aren’t you putting him in a tight spot?”

Mu Sihan pressed the cigar in the ashtray, putting it out before his tall figure stood up from the sofa. His lips pursed tightly together, only managing to say after a long pause, “If he can make me like this, he would definitely have another way!”

Staring at his ruthless and dark expression, Nan Zhi’s hands curled up together, her fingernails pressing deep into her palms. Her voice was slightly choked. “And what if he doesn’t?”

“He would definitely have one with some persuasion!” He walked in front of Nan Zhi, his well-defined palms pressing on her slender shoulders. “With me being like this now, you’re not comfortable while I’m suffering as well. The woman I love is right in front of me, but I don’t have the desire to touch her. What’s the point of living like this?”