Chapter 44: A Wild Dash

Lan Yanzhi clicked his tongue. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. So you’re not interested in women—could it be, just as the rumors say, that you secretly have feelings for me?”

Mu Sihan kicked Lan Yanzhi hard. “Get lost!”

“Or is it that you secretly like Bo Yan?”

A sinister smile tugged at Mu Sihan’s lips, his expression hovering between a sneer and a smirk. “Lan Yanzhi, do you have a death wish? Fine, I’ll grant it.”

Before Mu Sihan could make a move, Lan Yanzhi quickly raised his hands in surrender. “Fourth Brother, my mistake! You don’t love me or Bo Yan—could it be that you’re interested in that young girl who almost died at your hands?”

Mu Sihan drew on his cigar, his dark eyes narrowing, neither admitting nor denying it.

“Caught feelings, have you?”

With a loud crash, Mu Sihan kicked over the coffee table, sending expensive bottles of foreign wine smashing to the floor in pieces. Startled by the commotion, several young starlets huddled together in fear.

Sitting on the sofa, the man who’d just overturned the table wore a chilling, menacing expression. He stubbed out his cigar and flicked it into the trash, casting a cold, sidelong glance at Lan Yanzhi’s innocent face. “Can you stop gossiping for one damn night?”

Lan Yanzhi shrugged, a cheeky grin on his face. “Looks like someone’s lovesick.”

Before the cold-faced man could retort, Lan Yanzhi leapt from the sofa and, lacking all dignity, made his escape.

Just as Lan Yanzhi jumped aside, Mu Sihan’s phone, tossed carelessly on the sofa, chimed with a notification.

Mu Sihan’s pale, slender fingers picked up the phone and unlocked the screen.

He saw that woman had accepted his friend request. Letting out a cold chuckle, he mused to himself: rejecting him on one hand, then adding him as a friend on the other.

How calculating.

Then again, for a single mother trying to catch a man’s eye, how else could she get his attention if not with a few tricks up her sleeve?

Mu Sihan placed his phone face-down on the sofa and asked the server, who was cleaning the table, to pour him a drink.

Beneath the dazzling, colorful lights, Lan Yanzhi was dancing with a sultry young starlet, but his gaze kept flicking toward the man drinking alone on the sofa.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with Fourth Brother tonight, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He was still the same—handsome, wild, so cold he sent chills down your spine, so fierce you couldn’t help but submit, so wicked you couldn’t resist.

After about half an hour, Lan Yanzhi noticed the faint glow of the phone’s screen where it lay facedown.

Fourth Brother picked up the phone, glanced at it, and after maintaining that aloof, forbidding expression since entering the room, suddenly curved his lips in a smile that struck Lan Yanzhi as downright bizarre.

Lan Yanzhi’s curiosity was fully piqued. Who had messaged Fourth Brother? What could possibly amuse that notoriously short-tempered man?

Ah, what on earth could it be, to make him smile like that?

The woman in front of Lan Yanzhi was doing her utmost to catch his eye, swaying her slender waist with practiced seduction, her ample curves brushing against his sapphire shirt. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, the man showed no reaction whatsoever.

Following Lan Yanzhi’s sidelong glance, the woman looked toward the sofa in the corner and caught sight of the tall, intimidating figure shrouded in shadow. Her heart skipped a beat.

One didn’t like women getting close; the other felt nothing when a woman approached. Could it be, just as the rumors claimed, that there was something between these two?

With looks like theirs, if they really were together, wouldn’t it be a shame for the rest of the world?

But then, who would be on top, and who on the bottom? The man on the sofa was so wild and arrogant, so commanding—surely he’d be on top?

The woman suddenly realized she was trying to seduce a bottom, and her spirits instantly deflated.

Oblivious to the woman’s change in mood, Lan Yanzhi, seeing Fourth Brother’s attention fixed on his phone, could no longer resist. He pushed the woman aside and dashed toward the man in the corner.

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Four chapters done. What did Little Kai send to Young Master Mu to make him smile to himself? Find out tomorrow! And don’t forget to vote after reading, darlings~