Chapter 72: Do You Have A Death Wish

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nan Zhi was silent.

She knew what Bo Shaoxiu was planning to do, but she would not let him do as he wished!

Bo Sijing had tried to frame her and if she had not found out in time, the person in the police station would have been her instead.

If she was the one that was detained in the police station, there would be no one to bail her out. Those people would have stepped all over her, not stopping until they had tarnished her reputation beyond repair. She would never raise her head proudly again.

She was not the Virgin Mary. Since Mu Sihan had used his connections to make Bo Sijing unable to come out for now, she wasn’t going to challenge him. Bo Sijing could just stay inside to fester for all she cared.

Nan Zhi had her own plans on whether she would be going to the hotel or not.

Looking at Mu Sihan’s dark gaze, she shook her head. “I have nothing to say.”

Hearing her words, anger appeared in the man’s eyes, his handsome face tensed and he growled, “Nan Zhi, you f*cking dare to try and find that man!”

Nan Zhi eardrums had almost burst opened by his roar, she knitted her eyebrow and her lips pressed together. “Young Master Mu, are you taking medication for your bipolar disorder?”

No one had ever dared to say to his face that he was sick and needed medication.

This woman was the first.

The anger inside of him was rising and his knuckles began to pulse, thirsting for blood.

He wanted to kill her.

She was really one of a kind. This Nan Zhi was too capable, it had been a long time since anyone dared to provoke him the way she seemed to so naturally.

To avoid strangling her like last time, he pushed her away forcefully, leaving her alone in the corridor.

The forcefulness of the push caused Nan Zhi to fall to the ground, landing hard and hitting her tailbone. The sharp biting pain made her hiss, and she took in rapid breaths as she tried to relieve the pain.

It took her awhile before she was able to stand up.

Being with that man, she would sooner or later be tossed around to death by him. He was sick in the head.

Nan Zhi did not leave in anger but calmed herself down before she headed to the room. She had to treat Alvis to a meal anyway. Of course, it had also somehow become a disguised invitation to that foul-tempered man. She hoped he would spare her and let things be after this meal.

Nan Zhi knocked lightly and entered the room. Alvis was talking to that foul-tempered man. The man with the foul temper looked a little impatient, but Alvis kept smiling.

Nan Zhi was secretly shocked.

Who exactly was Young Master Mu? If he was only a businessman, and even if he was very rich, he could not make Alvis, who had connections with the royal family, smile so obsequiously!

When he saw Nan Zhi coming in, Alvis stood up immediately. “Miss Nan, I’m thrilled that the dress suits you so well. You look better in this dress than the princess consort.”

The corners of Nan Zhi’s mouth twitched. “Alvis you’re flattering me. I’m just a commoner and could never be compared to the princess consort.”

Before Alvis could say anything, Nan Zhi heard the bad-tempered young master gave a snort.

Tsch . Nan Zhi pursed her lips, thinking that she better not say anything in case she provoked the arrogant young master.

“Alvis, have you ordered yet?”

“Not yet.”

Nan Zhi immediately called the waiter.

The waiter brought the menu over and Nan Zhi handed it to Alvis. “Please order first!”

Alvis wanted to pass the menu to Mu Sihan, who simply leaned back in his chair, a dark smirk on his lips. “Just order since she’s asked you to.”

Alvis looked at the man with the ominous expression, then turned to look at the girl with the smile on her face. He could not figure out the relationship between the two.

They were like a pair of polar opposites.

One was bad-tempered and not easy to get along with.

The other was elegant and refreshing like a cool spring breeze .

Alvis ordered two moderately-priced dishes. He then passed the menu to Mu Sihan who did not take it, but remarked instead, “This restaurant’s Lion’s Mane Mushroom, Shark’s Fin, Bear Paw and Bird’s Nest are best known as the chef’s four signature dishes. They are rather valuable and only this restaurant in Ning City has them.”

The man then proceeded to order another seven to eight delicacies with extravagant-sounding names that sounded extremely expensive and rare to Nan Zhi. He finished with two bottles of red wine with prices that were above a hundred thousand dollars.

Nan Zhi calculated silently in her head, five hundred thousand dollars would not be enough for this meal.