Chapter 132: Is He Really That Frightening?

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"Cool Uncle's?"

Nan Zhi reflexively glanced toward the man's lower region, the sensation of that one time she had accidentally brushed against it involuntarily surfacing in her mind.

It was, indeed, incomparable to a little insect.

Realizing what she was thinking, Nan Zhi’s entire face turned beet red.

Mu Sihan wiped the water droplets from his handsome face and looked up at Nan Zhi, who was standing at the bathroom entrance.

His deep, slender black eyes, veiled in the swirling steam, were mysterious and profound—like a whirlpool with a magnetic pull, threatening to drown anyone who dared to gaze into them.

Nan Zhi’s heart skipped a beat. She turned her head away, avoiding his piercing stare.

"Pretty Zhi, why are you blushing? You haven't seen Cool Uncle's, have you?"

Nan Zhi’s mouth twitched. She glared at the little boy with a flushed face and stepped toward the bathroom. "Young Master Mu, let me bathe with Xiaokai!"

She couldn't let Xiaokai spend any more time with Mu Sihan; the little thing was becoming increasingly out of line!

Mu Sihan stepped out of the bathtub, dripping wet, and blocked Nan Zhi’s path. His sharp, handsome eyebrows arched slightly, revealing a look of arrogant, lazy, and wicked charm. "You haven't answered the brat yet—have you seen mine or not?"

Nan Zhi felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She gave him a warning glare. "Stop talking nonsense in front of the child."

Mu Sihan shook the water from his dark, short hair. His sculpted, angular face leaned in toward Nan Zhi, his cool, masculine scent washing over her hot, flushed cheeks. His thin, red, and alluring lips parted slightly. "So, you didn't look that night, after all."

Nan Zhi wished she could slap the shameless man across the face. He still had the nerve to bring up that night he had humiliated her!

She had kept her eyes shut the entire time; she hadn't looked at him at all, let alone his private parts.

Mu Sihan naturally knew she didn't want to recall that night. He backed off while he was ahead, his long, slender fingers brushing against her burning ear as he spoke in a voice laced with a hint of huskiness, "Go to my room and bring me a change of clothes."

His presence was overwhelming, his breath fanning across her face and ear. From her vantage point, she could see his Adam’s apple bobbing, as if he were suppressing something.

Nan Zhi didn't say a word of refusal; she turned and fled in a panic.

Watching her retreating figure, Mu Sihan narrowed his dark eyes, his expression deepening.

Was he really that terrifying?

Still, it was quite interesting. Other women would use every trick in the book to seduce him, yet she acted as if he were a natural disaster, avoiding him at all costs.

***

Nan Zhi stepped out of the annex. The cool night breeze blew against her, finally dissipating some of the heat on her face.

Putting aside his volatile temperament, she had to admit that the short-tempered man possessed a great deal of masculine charm that attracted women. When he was calm, his every gesture exuded a potent, intoxicating pheromone.

Unrestrained, arrogant, lazy, and wicked—but these were only surface traits. Nan Zhi had seen his dangerous, brutal side; deep down, he was a cold and perilous man.

Although she didn't understand why he insisted on keeping her by his side or why he treated both her and Xiaokai well, she could not allow him to easily crack the thick, armored shell she had built around her heart.

Nan Zhi walked to the main villa and found Ivan. "Steward Ivan, could you get me a clean set of clothes for Young Master Mu?"

Ivan looked at Nan Zhi and politely declined with a smile, "The Young Master specifically asked for you to get them yourself. If I were to help you, the Young Master would punish me."

What an old fox!

He could read the minds of both his young master and her with such clarity.

Ivan led Nan Zhi to Mu Sihan’s walk-in closet and offered a gentle reminder, "The Young Master's undergarments are in the second drawer of the center cabinet, and his loungewear is in the fourth compartment of the cabinet on the right."