How could she not be afraid?
In the first half of her life, she had faced all kinds of criminals, cunning, vicious, cold-blooded, but none of them were like Murong Cheng.
He was a bully.
And, a bully who could restrain her in every way.
Now this bully beckoned her ...
Mu Zi didn't move and stared at him warily.
Murong Cheng said, "Are you coming over by yourself, or waiting for me to carry you over?"
Mu Zi bit her lip and reluctantly went over.
Murong Cheng pulled her to sit down, next to himself, extremely close.
He turned on the TV and picked a random station, watching the TV program while playing with Mu Zi's small hand.
Mu Zi was both relieved and uncomfortable. Relaxed because Murong Cheng did not go crazy again, twisted because Murong Cheng is always constantly on her hands and feet.
He pinched her fingers, scratched her palms, and wrapped her shoulder-length hair around her fingers, loop after loop.
Mu Zi was overwhelmed.
Murong Cheng noticed that her nails were cracked. Just now on the bed she had hit and scratched at him, so it was probably that time that she hurt her nails.
He got up and went to get nail clippers, rested Mu Zi's hand on his lap, and trimmed her nails bit by bit, as carefully and gently as if he were treating his favorite pet.
Mu Zi did not resist. Basically, as long as Murong Cheng does not do too much action, she can now hold back.
The TV was playing the Water Margin serial.
Wu Song stripped Pan Jinlian of her clothes, stabbed her in the chest, dug out her heart, and chopped off her head with another knife, splattering three feet of blood.
Murong Cheng swept a careless glance, trimmed the last of his nails, pulled over Mu Zi's ten fingers together and laid them in front of his eyes, hooking his thin lips in satisfaction.
"Women who mess with men outside usually don't have a good ending." He pulls Mu Zi's hand and kisses the back of his hand lightly, "I'm usually not at home, you have to be good, don't let me see or hear something bad."
Mu Zi gets goosebumps.
Not only is he perverted, he also has straight male cancer!
Mu Zi didn't want to be governed by him, nor did she want to offend him, and lowered her stance to discuss with him, "But living together, it's inevitable that we'll run into each other sometimes, so we can't just not even greet each other ..."
"Mu Zenin can't come back in the short term." Murong Cheng faintly said.
Mu Zi's heart flinched slightly, then she knew that he must have done something.
This man was too scary, hiding his strength in the shadows, not moving to play with the Mu family in the palm of his hand. Not to mention the means, just this heart is chilling.
Mu Zi began to worry, could she really escape Murong Cheng's clutches in the future?
Murong Cheng seemed to be very mindful of Mu Zenin's existence, his deep dark eyes slightly converged, his voice cold: "Even if he comes back, you are not allowed to have any contact with him."
Mu Zi thought for a moment and asked, "What about big brother?"
Although Mu Rongxuan was in his fifties, he was still considered a man.
"If he comes looking for you, have mom accompany you."
Mu Zi was speechless, he actually had to defend himself even against an old man in his fifties.
"What about the male servants in the house?" She asked again, following some inches of comparing fingers to list, "The security guards, gardeners, cooks, drivers ... in the house are all male ah."
Murong Cheng sniffed, slightly narrowed his deep eyes, the look seemed to smile, inexplicably some eerie ...
Mu Zi shivered.
Murong Cheng hadn't done anything to her yet, Mu Zi herself cowered first.
"Brother, I know, won't say a word more to them!"
The gloominess in Murong Cheng's gaze faded, hooking an evil smile, gently touching Mu Zi's head, "Zi Zi is so good."
Such praise could not make Mu Zi cheerful, it only made her more frustrated.
She was depressed and at the same time feeling sorry for herself: su zi, you're too worthless!