Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Not wanting to disturb them, Nan Zhi did not enter the ward. She pursed her lips tightly and left the hospital.
Maybe having already prepped herself up, Nan Zhi did not feel too upset seeing them embracing this time.
Just now from her point of view, Mu Sihan seemed more guilt-ridden and remorseful towards Xue’er.
But last time she saw how he had treated Xue’er, it was the kind of tenderness and affection a man had for a woman.
Nan Zhi felt that he was really like a person with mental issues.
How could there be such a drastic change in a person’s attitude?
After his fever had gone down, he had forgotten all those things he had done?
What kind of strange illness was that?
…
Nan Zhi hailed a taxi to go to the manor, taking the advantage of Mu Sihan being hospitalized since she knew he would not be able to return to the manor.
Nan Zhi returned to the apartment after spending two hours with Xiaojie and waiting for him to fall asleep.
On the journey back, Nan Zhi felt that something was wrong.
She felt like someone was following her.
She was sitting on the taxi’s front passenger seat and she looked outside through the rearview mirror.
There were so many cars on the road that Nan Zhi could not see which one was suspicious.
Nan Zhi paid the fare and got off the taxi after reaching her district.
Entering the district, Nan Zhi was about to enter the gate when suddenly, a car parked under the dim light turned on its headlights and the bright lights shone straight towards her.
Nan Zhi subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.
“Ha.” A deep laugh rang from above her head.
Nan Zhi moved her hand and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw a man standing in front of her with a slight ail smile in his upturned eyes.
This person looked familiar.
While Nan Zhi was looking at the man, the man was also looking at her without restraint.
She was wearing a beige shirt and black wide-legged trousers, her wavy brown hair fell over her shoulders naturally and her high heels gave her the aura of a working woman.
Nan Zhi suddenly remembered that this man was the one she saw in the mall’s parking lot that day who had made her hair stand on end.
At that time Nan Yao was sitting beside him and seemed to be pouting and acting coquettishly.
Was he the new backer Nan Yao had found?
This man looked handsome and frivolous, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
He smiled and held out his hand to Nan Zhi. “I heard your name from Sis Yao. I’m Qiao Yanze. Are you interested in being my woman?”
Nan Zhi’s eyes widened in disbelief.
This person must be crazy!
“Mister, I suggest that you go to the neurology department in the hospital to have a checkup.”
Nan Zhi did not want to say anything more to a dangerous looking man like him. She turned around and left.
But very quickly, the man’s long body blocked in front of her and had one hand propped up on the wall above her head. His chest moved closer to her and gave a devilish smile. “You’ve got guts. You’re the first woman to have called me crazy. I was interested in you after seeing you at the mall the other time.” The man licked his lips and his long fingers pinched her chin. “It’s hard to believe that you have a child already.”
Nan Zhi stared into his beautiful yet evil eyes and smirked. “Sorry, you’re not my type.”
“I know,” the man’s lips curved into a dark smile and he continued, “You like those that are mentally ill like Mu Sihan!”
Although Mu Sihan was ill, Nan Zhi’s expression turned cold after seeing how contemptuously it was said by this unknown man.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something when suddenly the headlights of another car were turned on and the bright rays of light projected towards them.
Nan Zhi was surprised to see that familiar car.
Wasn’t he in the hospital? What the heck was he doing here?
The few seconds she was in a daze from the bright light, the man in front of her suddenly bent down and a featherly kiss fell across the finger that was placed on her lips.