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The man’s tall body leaned lazily against the chair, his left hand in his pants pocket, his right hand holding a cigar, skilfully puffing out smoke.

The smoke covered his handsome and wild features with a deep veil of hazy white.

One of his long legs was stretched across the corridor, taking up two-thirds of the space. If she wanted to get back to the others, Nan Zhi would have to step over him.

Nan Zhi did not intend to talk to him, so she raised her leg and crossed over his elongated legs.

But she had just walked forward two steps, when her wrist was firmly grasped by a warm and strong hand.

“Mu Sihan, what are you doing?” She hissed and struggled subconsciously, her expression cold and indifferent. Almost like a stranger.

Mu Sihan put out his cigar and pulled her domineeringly into the men’s washroom.

Nan Zhi did not have time to struggle and was already standing in the men’s washroom. He shut the door with a bang and threw her against the wall, his tall body pressed against her.

Her slender back was forced against the doorframe.

There was anger on Nan Zhi’s face and she put both hands on his chest, wanting to push him away.

But he remained motionless and impenetrable like a mountain, his two long and strong arms on both sides of her body, trapping her firmly between his chest and the door.

A refreshing smell entered her nostrils, it was mixed with the faint smell of tobacco which was able to enchant a person.

Frustrated, Nan Zhi’s face became red. “Mu Sihan, this is the men’s washroom. You may be shameless, but I’m not!”

Mu Sihan’s thin and cold lips tightened into a straight line, his eyebrows furrowed, his short hair was neat and stylish, and his well-defined nose almost touching the tip of her nose.

With his tall body pressed close to her chest, he was so close that she could feel his steady and strong heartbeat.

His dark eyes were like two whirlpools, dangerous and deep. Like two voids, they seemed capable of sucking away her soul and leaving her an empty shell of nothingness.

She could never hold his gaze for too long. Looking away angrily, she snapped, “Mu Sihan, you left me to die on that deserted island. How dare you come and bother me again?”

Hearing her words, his dark eyes flared and his firm chest pressed against her soft one, his long fingers caressing her face and he said in a low and husky voice, “Kitten, I was dazed by the fever. I wasn’t myself.”

Slowly, his fingers caressed her cheek and made its way down, until it reached her hand that was on his shoulder. “Hit me, hit me as hard as you want.”

She didn’t want to hit him!

All she wanted was to make a clean break with him. She didn’t want him playing with her mind, leading her astray with his frivolous words.

Although several days had passed, the bitterness and misery of being left behind by him was imprinted in her mind. Even now, she could still vividly remember the darkness of hearing him call another woman’s name in the cave in his feverish state.

She would not let herself be swayed by his sweet words. How could she treat it as if nothing had happened?

“No matter how much you force me this time, I’m going to have a clean break with you!”

The man pursed his thin lips, his eyes black and foreboding. “Have you forgotten? Our contract has not expired yet. Or...” He gave a low laugh and continued, “Is it that you fell for me and thought of yourself as my girlfriend. And because of that you were hurt by me, and now want to break up with me, as a girlfriend?”

Nan Zhi heard what he said and her breath hitched.

“If you admit that you like me, I can consider your words. If not, you’re just a mistress of mine. Have you forgotten that we’ve signed a contract? You have to do what I want you to do, what do you say?” He bent down and approached her slowly, his low and husky voice drifted in her ear and his masculine breath floated to her like a refreshing mist, strong and fragrant.

Nan Zhi’s head was tilted to the side. The next second, his hands held onto her head and her earlobe was taken in by a pair of moist, hot lips.