Chapter 165: Carry Her on His Back

Under his overwhelmingly domineering and intense gaze, Nan Zhi slowly climbed onto his broad, sturdy back.

He carried her with a pace that was neither too fast nor too slow, yet remarkably steady. Passersby on the street occasionally cast envious glances their way.

Perhaps truly intoxicated, she gazed at his sharply chiseled, handsome profile and unexpectedly blurted out a shocking statement: "Hardly any of you men are any good."

Mu Sihan’s obsidian-like deep eyes suddenly darkened, his facial features growing even more profound and sharp. "Woman, say that to me one more time?!"

Thinking of Yan Hua's heart-wrenching tears, Nan Zhi found Mu Sihan increasingly grating. She poked his stern profile with a slender finger. "Isn't it true? You only judge people by their appearance. If you didn't like her, why agree to be her boyfriend in the first place? You give people hope only to drive them to despair—you scumbag!"

Mu Sihan frowned. "What do you know?" The Yan family owed Bo Yan a debt they could never repay in this lifetime.

Nan Zhi sniffled, her eyes turning slightly red. "How do I not know? You men are all fickle, never knowing how to cherish what you've already obtained. You shower a woman with sweet words while pursuing her, only to deceive and use her once you've won her over. I hate men." She gave a little hiccup and added, "Except for my little Kai."

Mu Sihan turned his head slightly to look at the woman clinging to his back. Her clear, almond-shaped eyes were misted with a translucent sheen, and her expression revealed a trace of vulnerability and pain. His chest tightened as if squeezed by something, a pang of heartache washing over him.

"Actually, you men are all visual creatures. If I were very fat and not pretty at all, would Young Master Mu have forced me to sign that contract? Would you kiss me at the drop of a hat? I am determined to help Yan Hua lose weight and blind your titanium alloy dog eyes!"

Mu Sihan did not tell Nan Zhi that even if Yan Hua lost weight and became beautiful, Bo Yan still wouldn't like her. Those two were simply destined never to end up together.

"Speaking of fat people, I rescued a chubby girl when I was young." Remembering what that little chubby girl had looked like back then, Mu Sihan still found it amusing.

Her hair had been yellowish and dry, her skin dull and lackluster, and her face round and swollen. Aside from a pair of passable eyes, there wasn't a single redeeming quality about her entire person.

When he carried her out of the kidnappers' den, that little chubby girl had almost crushed him to death.

"What little chubby girl?" Remembering a period in her childhood when she had been mocked, Nan Zhi glared fiercely at Mu Sihan. "You're the little chubby girl! Your whole family is full of little chubby girls!"

Resisting the urge to dump the woman on his back right there in the middle of the street, Mu Sihan narrowed his deep, sharp dark eyes. "For the sake of you being drunk, I won't argue with you."

"You simply can't win the argument against me." She tilted her head and let out a huff.

Her face was too close to his ear, and the unique, faint fragrance of alcohol breathed against his profile and earlobe like a soft, delicate feather brushing past, sending a tingling, numb sensation all over.

His dark eyes grew a bit more opaque, his sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Don't seduce me."

Seeing his ears gradually turning red as if witnessing something rare, Nan Zhi reached out with a slender, fair finger and pinched his earlobe. "What's wrong with you? It's so hot. Are you running a fever?"

Her fingertips carried a faint warmth, and the skin of her thumb was exceptionally soft. Being pinched like that sent a jolt through his entire body as if he had been struck by electricity. With a dark expression and at the absolute limit of his patience, he let her down from his back and, before she could even react, pinned her against a utility pole by the roadside.

"What are you doing..."

Before she could finish her sentence, his tall, wild frame pressed in close, crushing down upon her. Just before sealing her lips, he spat out three cold words: "To fuck you, of course!"