Nan Zhi did not bother to appreciate the man's tall stature, fine body or that outrageously handsome face. She felt a lingering premonition that something bad was going to happen.
Even if she had learnt taekwondo after giving birth, she was no match for him. She knew how strong he was when he forcefully held her down in the room.
Moreover, he had more than ten built bodyguards with him. How would she be a match for them?
Since she was no match, then it was best to just run away.
Nan Zhi looked away from the man's cold and gloomy face, turned around and hurried to the clubhouse lobby.
Mu Sihan looked at the woman who was avoiding him like he was a vicious beast. Touching his cheek with the tip of his tongue, he gave a sly smile.
Nan Zhi could feel the deep and penetrating gaze on her even if she did not look back.
