Chapter 48: The Crime They Would Impose

When Mu Sihan saw the milk candy offered by Nan Zhi’s slender, fair fingers, his handsome face darkened like a stormy sky. Did this woman really take him for a three-year-old child? His hawk-like, jet-black eyes glared at her, and his voice was icy as he snapped, “Do you think a piece of candy will save you from my wrath? How dare you toy with me, Nan Zhi—you’ve got some nerve!”

Nan Zhi was at a loss. She hadn’t had any dealings with him recently; when had she ever played tricks on him? Unable to meet the oppressive darkness in his gaze for long, she pulled her hand back. “Fine, if you don’t want it.”

The next moment, an imperious voice brooked no refusal. “Feed me.”

Nan Zhi was speechless.

“Or do you not want that television station job anymore?” His eyes swept over her coldly, a mocking curve to his thin lips, every inch the arrogant tyrant. The message was clear: if you don’t feed me, you’re not leaving here today.

Nan Zhi was already cursing her luck. Why, on that fateful day of the audition, had she ended up in his car by some cruel twist of fate?

She gritted her teeth. “Fine, just wait.”

She unwrapped the candy, then brought it to his slightly pursed, sensual lips. Her fingers were as delicate as scallion stalks, slender and white, holding the creamy candy between her thumb and forefinger. The faint scent of her perfume lingered in the close confines of the car. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and a strange itch stirred in his chest.

All that anger, all the urge to tear her apart, vanished in an instant. Realizing that a single piece of candy had melted his infamous temper, he cursed low under his breath, face still clouded.

He opened his mouth and bit down hard on the candy at her fingertips.

Nan Zhi tried to pull her hand back, but he clamped his teeth around her finger. His hot, thin tongue pressed against her fingertip, the wet warmth sending a jolt of panic through her like a snake’s bite.

“You’re shameless!” Nan Zhi wanted nothing more than to smack him with the purse on her lap, her cheeks flaming. “If you want the candy, just take it—why bite my hand? Let go!”

Mu Sihan’s brows quirked as he studied the indignant woman before him. Her brows were drawn, her cheeks puffed in anger, and she was more vivid and interesting than he’d imagined. Unlike those women desperate to share his bed, who never dared voice a complaint even when insulted, she dared to show her displeasure.

He finally let go of her finger, chewed the candy, and smirked wickedly. “Wasn’t it you who brought your hand over for me to eat?”

Nan Zhi shot him a glare. “So you just make up crimes to punish me?”

Perhaps the sweetness of the candy improved his mood, for he didn’t take offense at her less-than-friendly tone. He slammed on the accelerator, and the sports car roared forward.

Even with the car’s front end a little dented, it was still unrivaled in all of Ning City for its extravagance.

Nan Zhi dared not let him parade such a flashy ride in front of the television station. About five or six hundred meters from her destination, she broke the silence. “Young Master Mu, I’ll get off here, please stop the car.”

Mu Sihan arched his brow slightly, his dark eyes as unfathomable as a deep lake, fixing her with a gaze that made her scalp tingle. Every time she met his eyes, she lost her nerve in just a few seconds.

He curled his thin lips into a rakish smile. “Only my woman gets to order me around.” He paused, his tone turning cocky and arrogant. “So, are you going to be my woman?”

There was an unspoken condition in his words. If she agreed to be his woman, he’d stop the car here. If she didn’t, he’d brazenly drive all the way to the television station entrance.

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