Nan Zhi took out a milk candy and lifted it before Mu Sihan. "Here, have this."
Mu Sihan snorted in disdain, "Like I would eat these kinds of things?"
Nan Zhi was already numb and could only focus on the sound of the old lady and housekeeper, they had already reached the dining room. She bit her lips, seeing that the man continued to press tightly against her without any intention to move. She tugged on his hand and placed the milk candy on his palm.
"Young Master Mu, please let go of me?" She could only try to coax him and pretended she was placating a stubborn pet. It was becoming more and more obvious that the resistant approach was not working when it came to this narcissistic and bipolar person.
Mu Sihan curled his fingers around the obtrusive thing she'd forced into his hand. The milk candy seemed to burn in his palm.
