Chapter 95: Means (1)

All Nan Zhi could vomit out was acidic bile, since she had not eaten anything for dinner. The sound of her empty retching was gut-wrenching, it was as if she was going to vomit all of her organs out, but couldn’t.

A strange feeling spread in Mu Sihan’s chest when he saw her pale and weakened countenance. He sobered at the sight of the blues and blacks littered all over her white and petite body.

Her previously flawless, milky white body.

There was not a spot on her body that remained pretty. The traces of his abuse were everywhere.

She kept heaving. Her eyes were scarily red and laced with a thin layer of moisture. However, she kept her tears in instead of crying out.

His chest shook in pain.

He lifted his palm towards her face, wanting to caress it. However, she avoided it in panic.

His hand froze mid-air.

“Why? Why me? What wrong did I do? Why are all of you hurting and bullying me?”

If it wasn’t for Xiaojie, she would never had understood the meaning of living.

No matter how strong she was on the surface, she was already filled with scars on the inside.

Mu Sihan pursed his thin lips tightly. He undid the scarf that tied her wrists together and carried her to the bathroom for a shower.

She was already exhausted and did not have any strength left to fight him.

She was like a soulless shell that let him do as he pleased.

After she was cleaned up, he put her back onto the bed. His suit pants were wet from the shower. The fabric stuck to his skin tightly, making his legs appear to long and strong.

He sat by the bed and brushed away the strands of wet hair covering her face. “You were wrong in provoking me. I don’t care if you did it intentionally or by accident. I, Mu Sihan, only want you!”

Nan Zhi’s eyelashes trembled intensely.

After many long moments, she finally mustered up enough energy to speak. “You don’t care even if I slept with other men? You clearly think I’m dirty. Why…?”

He interrupted her with a cool and cold expression, “You’re my woman from tonight onwards. I’ll break your legs if you even dare to go and find another man.”

Nan Zhi was so angry that she laughed in ridicule. “Young Master Mu, you’re really sick!”

Mu Sihan caressed her small face before he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I really am sick. That’s why I need you to be my medicine.”

Nan Zhi glared at him with reddened eyes. Her swollen lips trembled, though she did not say anything more.

She was tired.

She did not want to say anything more to a sick person.

He was sick in the head.

Mu Sihan stared at the way she closed her eyes, refusing to talk more with him. His gaze stopped at her red and swollen lips. In contrast to her pale face, her bright lips were seducing him. Again.

Mu Sihan’s well-defined fingers caressed her lips. He leaned down and kissed her a few more times. “My kitten, I’ll make you become my woman obediently, no matter what it takes.”

He patted her face before he stood up and strode out of the room.

Nan Zhi only opened her eyes after she heard the sound of the door closing.

Her body was so sore that she felt like her bones were going to snap. Her blocked nose had only gotten worse through the torment.

She buried her face into the pillow. She felt angry and wronged.

Why did it become like this?

…

Mu Sihan walked out of the apartment, his strides long and brusque. A gust of wind blew relentlessly at his alcohol-controlled mind and he sobered a lot more by the time he reached the ground floor.

His tall body shook. He turned back and looked at the sixth floor.

What did he just do up there?

At the thought of her pale face when he left, his jaw tightened as he cursed lowly, “Shit!”

He definitely should not have drunk that much. His emotions were much harder to control when he drank excessively.

He pinched the spot between his eyebrows as he stepped into the car.

F*ck!!!

Not long after Wei Lin started the car, the man sitting in the back with a dark expression seemed to have thought of something. Mu Sihan’s voice spoke suddenly, “Stop the car.”