Chapter 683 - Insecurities (1/2)

Chapter 683: Insecurities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nan Zhi went downstairs.

Mu Sihan was no longer in the living room.

Thinking that they were both caught in the rain, Nan Zhi went to the kitchen to find something to warm her up.

Walking to the entrance of the kitchen, Nan Zhi was shocked to see a tall figure standing inside.

Mu Sihan had already taken a bath and changed into loungewear.

Under the soft orange light, he had his head lowered, cutting ginger shreds. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his firm and strong arms.

Nan Zhi looked at his carve-liked handsome features and she swallowed a breath and held down the urge to cry.

Although his status was high, she knew how difficult his situation was.

Even if he did not kill a person, someone had died because of him. He must be feeling terrible.

Her eyes filled with wet tears.

She could not control her thoughts and went over, standing behind him.

Her hands could not help but wrap around his lean waist.

Feeling her close to him, the man’s body stiffened slightly.

He did not speak and continued the movements on his hands.

He then soaked the shredded ginger into water.

“Okay, drink some ginger soup first.” He patted her hands that were around his waist and turned around to hand her the cup.

Nan Zhi took the cup and the hot steam blurred her eyes.

She drank a few mouthfuls and then pa.s.sed the cup to him. “You drink some too.”

Mu Sihan had a hand in his pants pocket and raised his eyebrows slightly. “I have a strong const.i.tution, I don’t need it.”

He gestured towards the living room. “Let’s talk.”

Nan Zhi nodded.

They sat on the sofa in the living room. Nan Zhi held the cup of ginger tea in her hands and tightened her hold slightly. “Old Mr Bai was shot and Miss Ling’er was also shot in the chest.”

Mu Sihan frowned and a trace of coldness appeared in his dark eyes. “What is their condition?”

Nan Zhi’s voice trembled slightly. “Old Mr Bai is gone. Miss Ling’er’s condition is stable.”

Mu Sihan looked up at a vacant direction, his eyes dark. “Ling’er and Gu Sheng said that it was my men who fired the gun?”

Nan Zhi hummed softly and seeming to have thought of something. She put down the cup in her hands. “Hold on.”

She ran upstairs and switched on her phone that was now dry from the rain.

Fortunately, the quality of the phone was good. Even after getting wet from the rain, it was still working.

She ran back down and handed her phone to Mu Sihan. “Look at these two portraits. Ling’er said that the man on the right was the one who killed Old Mr Bai with the gun.”

Mu Sihan looked at the portrait of the two people and confirmed that it was his close confidants.

But he pursed his lips and looked at Nan Zhi, his voice cold. “I didn’t give such an order.” Putting down the phone, his slender fingers pressed against his eyes. “I’m not crazy to that extent.”

Nan Zhi looked at him. “I know.”

If he was the kind of person who repaid kindness with ingrat.i.tude, she would never be with him again.

Mu Sihan narrowed his dark eyes, his voice cold and firm. “These two are my close confidants and won’t betray me.”

Nan Zhi heard the conviction in Mu Sihan’s voice and was slightly surprised. She frowned and said, “But Ling’er saw them. Or did someone disguise as them?”

Mu Sihan leaned his body against the back of the sofa. “Let’s wait until Yi Fan gets in touch with them.”