Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nan Zhi seldom called Mu Sihan on her own initiative. As he had said, if he did not contact her, she would not contact him.
She had been hurt before, deceived and hurt by Nan Weiye and Bo Shaoxiu. So it was almost expected that she would have a certain degree of alert and resistance to men.
She did not dare to open her heart easily and could only erect a thick barrier to protect herself.
But since the appearance of Mu Sihan, her barrier had been broken little by little by his domineering and powerful attitude.
He was like a devil. He could make people hate and fear him but could not help but be attracted by him.
The phone rang more than ten times and just when Nan Zhi thought he would not answer, the man’s deep and cold voice sounded in her ears, “Kitten?”
Nan Zhi remained silent for several seconds.
“What’s wrong?”
Nan Zhi sniffed and tried not to lose control of her emotions in front of him. “I saw the news.”
“Oh,” he gave a low laugh, “So you called me because you’re too touched?”
Hearing the teasing note in his voice, the image of him having a faint smile appeared in her mind. He probably did not know how sexy and stirring he was when he was being wild and devilish.
“I never thought you would use such a high-profile way to help me publicize.”
The man on the other line was silent for a few seconds, his voice deep and carrying a smile. “It’s nothing. You’re my son’s mommy. Of course I have to support your career.”
Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows.
She thought, somewhat crestfallen, just because she gave birth to a son for him?
“I’m a little busy right now. Call you when I’m finished.”
Before Nan Zhi could say anything, that man had already hung up.
Perhaps he really was busy!
Nan Zhi looked at the darkening screen of the phone and made a call to Xiaojie in a hurry.
They spoke for ten minutes before Nan Zhi returned to the office.
Suddenly, an unknown number called in.
Nan Zhi swiped and answer with a doubtful voice, “Hello.”
“Zhizhi, it’s me.”
Hearing Bo Shaoxiu’s voice, Nan Zhi subconsciously wanted to hang up, but Bo Shaoxiu seemed to have felt something and he rushed to say before she could hang up, “Zhizhi, I’m not calling to pester you. I have something to tell you.”
Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows and said coldly “I have nothing to say to you.”
“It’s about Mu Sihan.”
Nan Zhi’s hand on the phone tightened. “You have fallen out with Nan Yao and now you’re trying to sow discord between us?”
“No,” Bo Shaoxiu sighed and his voice was somewhat helpless and sad, “Zhizhi, I already know that you were framed by the Nan family. You did not betray me. It was them who destroyed our relationship.”
“What’s the point of saying this now?”
“Zhizhi, I know that you’ve fallen in love with Mu Sihan, but he won’t be true to you. Just now when he picked up your call in the washroom, I was in there too. He was not busy at all but having a date with a woman!”
Nan Zhi was wearing a dark green dress today. Her wavy brown hair was spread over her shoulders. A gust of wind blew over and her long hair fell over her cheeks. She raised her hand to brush the long hair behind her ear and said in a calm and cold voice, “So?”
“Zhizhi, I saw today’s news and top search items. Are you with him for fame and profit? Are you taking out your revenge on me?”
Nan Zhi hung up with a cold expression. But after a few seconds, a message came in.
Bo Shaoxiu had sent a photo secretly taken of a handsome and cold man dressed in a black shirt having a meal with a woman in a long red dress in a high-end restaurant.
The woman only showed the side of her face but Nan Zhi could recognize it a glance.