In the manor.
Mu Sihan sat on the sofa, crossing his slender legs elegantly. He had a cigar in between his lips. After he lit the cigar, his face was covered by the swirling smoke, making him look extremely serious.
Nan Zhi sat next to him, unable to stop herself from speaking when she saw his tensed expression. "Did you manage to find out who the one against me is?"
Mu Sihan exhaled a mouthful smoke slowly, narrowing his black eyes at Nan Zhi. "Shangguan Wan."
Nan Zhi was completely shocked, her long lashes fluttering terribly in disbelief. "It can't be Wan Er."
The corners of Mu Sihan's sexy lips curled up. "She's your rival, but you're actually speaking for her."
"She's not." Nan Zhi glared at the handsome man, pouting. "Although she's your wife in name, she doesn't have feelings for you. You can stop being so smug over it."
