Ji Xiaoli's face instantly turned cold.
She gave Zhong Canxi a cool look. His eyes were still full of affection.
It was a pity that there was only coldness in Ji Xiaoli's eyes.
Fine. Zhong Canxi was no idol; he was clearly an acting genius!
"About taking on another kept man..." Ji Xiaoli withdrew her hand and arched her brow. "It's not impossible..."
"Of course it's impossible!"
Ji Xiaoli's words were abruptly interrupted.
Her raised brow twitched violently. Looking in the direction of the voice, she gasped—Zheng Nanfeng! He was actually here!
He was leaning casually against the doorframe, his handsome face wearing his usual flippant smile. His eyes fixed on Zhong Canxi, full of mockery.
"Where did this home - wrecker come from, trying to seduce my sugar mommy?"
Zheng Nanfeng grinned wickedly. He strode forward, pushed Zhong Canxi aside, and pulled Ji Xiaoli up from the couch with one big hand. Due to his excessive force, Ji Xiaoli lost her balance and her head bumped into his chest.
The rhythmic beating of his heart reached her ears, and Ji Xiaoli inexplicably felt a sense of peace.
She heard Zheng Nanfeng's cold and arrogant voice above her head: "She only has enough money to keep me. You have no chance. Got it?"
Ji Xiaoli's heart skipped a beat.
This wasn't meant for her, yet her heart still fluttered. She tugged at Zheng Nanfeng's tie with her small hand, looked up at him, and whispered, "Do you agree to be kept by me again?"
"Of course!"
Was he going to let this stupid woman keep that scheming Zhong Canxi?
Zheng Nanfeng arched his brow, put his arm around Ji Xiaoli's shoulder, and said seriously, "The rich should protect themselves outside. Understand?"
Ji Xiaoli nodded vigorously, her smile as bright as a flower.
Actually, she didn't quite understand what Zheng Nanfeng meant. But as long as this guy allowed her to keep spending money on him and continue to earn good - luck points, it was perfect!
"Shall we go?"
"Sure!"
Zheng Nanfeng arched his brow. After giving Zhong Canxi a victorious look, he put his arm around Ji Xiaoli's shoulder and left.
After they left the hotel, Ji Xiaoli regained a bit of her senses and asked, "Why did you come here?"
"If I hadn't come, what if that brute had his way with you?"
Zheng Nanfeng snorted.
Actually, when he learned that Canxing Entertainment had been acquired by Ji Xiaoli and that the news of Ji Xiaoli keeping him had come from a marketing account under Canxing Entertainment, he had stepped on the gas and rushed to Ji Xiaoli's dormitory building.
But he didn't know how to face her.
He now understood that Ji Xiaoli didn't have romantic feelings for him. But he also clearly realized one thing—this woman was extremely eager to keep him! Even to the point of going to any lengths!
It was really quite terrifying!
Zheng Nanfeng gave her a cool look. "Do you have some strange fetish for keeping people?"
"Since you couldn't keep me, you wanted to keep Zhong Canxi?"
Ji Xiaoli: She didn't! She wasn't! It was all the system's fault!
But unfortunately, she couldn't say that.
She glared at Zheng Nanfeng. "So, do you want to be kept by me or not?"
"Do I have the right to refuse?"
Zheng Nanfeng pouted and said resentfully, "I feel like you have some unknown secret for wanting to keep me."
Ji Xiaoli forced a couple of laughs and silently @ the system in her mind.
Just then, a shrill scream suddenly pierced their ears.
A snow - white figure leaped out of the door in front of them—
"Help! Help!!"
A woman wrapped in a bath towel ran out as if fleeing for her life. While running, she kept looking back and screaming, "Help!! Help!!"
With a thud, the woman crashed into Zheng Nanfeng's arms. Before Zheng Nanfeng could help her up, she grabbed his arm and cried, "Save me... save me..."
"Where do you think you're going! Are you crazy?!"
A pot - bellied man with a bath towel around his lower body strode over. His face was full of fleshy folds, and he looked fierce. He grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her back into the room without hesitation.
"Stop crying! Come back with me!"
"Ouch! Let go! It hurts!!"
The woman's face was streaked with tears. She held onto Zheng Nanfeng's hand with all her might. "Save me! Please!"
"Save what?!" Afraid that Zheng Nanfeng would intervene, the man reached out and pried the woman's hand off Zheng Nanfeng's. He glared at Zheng Nanfeng warningly. "What are you looking at! This is my wife!"
"Your wife?" Zheng Nanfeng sneered coldly. He grabbed the man's wrist and gave it a sharp twist. "You can just abuse your wife like this?!"
Ji Xiaoli also sneered coldly and squinted her eyes. "Moreover, is this really your wife? Look closely. This is my college classmate, Qin Xiangxiang."
Although the woman's hair was in a mess and her face was full of tears, after nearly four years of being classmates, how could Ji Xiaoli not recognize her?
"Xiaoli, wuwu... Xiaoli..."
Qin Xiangxiang sobbed on the ground.
"Don't cry." Ji Xiaoli felt heart - ache and quickly squatted down to help her up.
The man's face changed abruptly. He shouted, "So what? If she's not my wife, can't she be my girlfriend? Does my family business need you to interfere?!! Aaaaaaah! Let go!!"
Before the man could finish speaking, Zheng Nanfeng gave his wrist another sharp twist. With a crack, the man's wrist was dislocated!
As the man let out a series of screams, Zheng Nanfeng grabbed his wrist and gave him a suplex that left him dazed!
"Aaaaaaah! It hurts!!"
The man lay prostrate on the ground, his face deformed from the impact. But Zheng Nanfeng had a cold look on his face and stepped on the man's fat hand.
"Now you know it hurts? Where was your strength when you were beating the woman just now?"
Or strictly speaking, it wasn't just beating the woman. Judging from the situation just now, it was very likely an attempted rape.
Thinking of this, Zheng Nanfeng couldn't help but increase the force on his foot, wishing he could crush the man's hand!
"Xiaoli, what should we do?"
Ignoring the man's cries, Zheng Nanfeng asked Ji Xiaoli.
Ji Xiaoli looked coldly at the screaming man on the ground.
This man was really fat and had a face like a pig's head. Considering what he had just done, sending him to the police station would be too lenient.
Suddenly, two messages popped up on her phone.
Sister Chun: I've found out. This so - called top fortune - teller is Zhang Mukun. He works at Dongdong Entertainment.
Sister Chun: [Picture].
In the picture was a pot - bellied middle - aged man. The greasy feeling was palpable even through the screen.
Ji Xiaoli's eyes narrowed. She looked coldly at the screaming man on the ground.
"Spare my life! My hand is going to be crippled! It's all my fault. Let go!!"
Ji Xiaoli curled her red lips and sneered coldly. "Zhang Mukun? Or should I call you the top fortune - teller?"