Nan Zhi was speechless.
Although he was arrogant, where did he get the confidence that she would be his woman? This was blackmail!
What's more, he had already told her the other day that being his woman was equivalent to being his mistress.
Even during her most desperate and helpless times, Nan Zhi would never allow herself to be degraded.
She did not answer him and seeing that he was not stopping the car, she reached for the steering wheel.
With a screech, Mu Sihan stepped on the brakes and the cool sports car stopped by the roadside.
Nan Zhi did not want to talk. She unfastened her seatbelt and pushed the door open quickly.
But she had just opened the door a crack when a slender arm reached towards her from behind.
She was hauled back by a great force and was pulled back down onto the seat. At the same time, the car door was closed.
