บท 623: He Fits My Taste Really Well

Mu Sihan stared at Nan Zhi, who was on the balcony and was smiling brightly at something Bai Ye had said to her. She looked like she was in a good mood and was happy enough to laugh.

At the thought of her throwing away the food he sent to her without any hesitation, he furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his well-defined face becoming even more aloof looking.

He felt like a large ball of cotton was blocking his chest, and he could not breathe properly, wanting to throw Bai Ye off the building.

Lucy walked over, wanting to hold onto Mu Sihan's arm. However, he was faster and started walking towards the balcony.

However, he stayed far away from Nan Zhi and Bai Ye.

He took out a cigar and bit it between his lips. He looked down, wanting to light the cigar when Lucy walked over and snatched the lighter in his hand. She tiptoed and lit the cigar for him.

Mu Sihan chuckled softly, taking the cigar out and throwing it into the rubbish bin straight away.