There was still an unlit cigar held between the man's long, well-defined fingers. His other hand was in his pocket, while he wore a dark-colored shirt with the top three buttons unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbones and chest slightly.
His usual short and black hair was a little longer, probably because he could not cut it when he was hospitalized. His hair did not look like the extremely neat style he wore to work, as his fringe hung in front of his forehead and it made him look younger and more handsome, like the male lead from some Korean drama.
He stepped towards her, as his deep dark gaze landed on her without a care.
His gaze was fixated on her full breasts that she had yet to cover.
Nan Zhi was not as scared as she was initially when she saw who the man was clearly, even though she was still surprised.
Seeing that his gaze was looking at her naked body without any shame, she really wanted to kick him to death.