Chapter 582: Not You!

Zheng Jing seriously wanted to call Shangguan Ning and ask if he needed to act jealous or leave Zhao Anan to Knife Lee, instead.

But Zhao Anan kept winking at him, holding his arm tightly. She pinched his flesh and used him as a shield.

So he had no choice but to act as the new boyfriend for the time being.

“Knife Lee, you may not know the reason why Anan broke up with Mu Qing. She did it because she has fallen for me. You have no chance with her, so you better go back to Master Jing.”

Zheng Jing lied against his will, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

But Zhao Anan was satisfied by what Zheng Jing said. It was a reasonable sounding excuse.

“Yes, he is right! I fell for Zheng Jing, and that was why I broke up with Mu Qing. As for you, I get annoyed even at the sight of you and truly want to hit you hard. If you don’t want to get hurt, you must disappear now.”

Zhao Anan felt a bit uncomfortable facing Knife Lee.

It was because he was a stubborn man. During the six months which they spent together, she had tried all methods which she could think of but failed to escape from his clutches. Knife Lee never lost his patience nor did he let her out of his sight for long. He did not even seem impacted by being cooped up indoors for so long.

He was both physically, and psychologically strong. He was definitely a very good guard who could keep the prisoner trapped forever.

Whenever Zhao Anan saw him, she would be reminded of the dark days she spent with him and feel that she would get imprisoned the very next second.

She only had Mu Qing in her heart, but even if she did not like Mu Qing and even if there was no other man left in the world, she would still never be Knife Lee’s girlfriend.

Seeing Zhao Anan clutching Zheng Jing’s arm, Knife Lee frowned and asked in a disbelieving voice, “Do I really have no chance? You are the first woman I have ever liked. I will definitely be nice to you and keep you safe.”

If it had been someone else’s confession, Zhao Anan might have felt a bit conceited for being so charming.

But Knife Lee’s words made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She felt suffocated and was going to spit out blood any moment now.

She was way too lucky in love these days, wasn’t she?

Sometime back, there was a mayor who wanted to marry her and now a well-muscled guy asked her to be her boyfriend.

Was she going to get another proposal tomorrow?

“Don’t joke with me. Why would I fall for you after you imprisoned me for half a year? I didn’t bite you to death because you are my cousin’s man now. Get out of my sight. I don’t want to see you anymore.” Zhao Anan scolded Knife Lee. She had never bent down in front of him, not when she was imprisoned, not now, when she was free.

Unexpectedly, however, Knife Lee did not get angry but said, “I am not kidding! I was forced to imprison you. It was my job, not because I wanted to. And when I imprisoned you, I did not mistreat you and took great care of you. I truly like you, maybe because we spent so much time together.”

Zhao Anan was speechless.

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What did he mean by taking great care of her? He was lying blatantly.

He had given her nothing else except potatoes and beef to eat. She had been afraid that she would turn into a potato herself!

What was more, he often starved her after she tried to run away, making her faint because of hunger.

Did all this mean ‘liking someone’?

If Knife Lee had not looked so strong, Zhao Anan would have thrown herself onto him and hit him hard.

She knew how strong he could be. When she was imprisoned, she had been in some fights with Knife Lee. Every time she tried to hit him, her fists would hurt whilst he was unaffected.

He was a scary man, someone whom Zhao Anan did not dare to hit even if she talked fiercely.

Unlike Zheng Jing, Knife Lee was an iron board, and he did not know how to take care of women. Zheng Jing would at least hold back and not hurt her for real.

As Zhao Anan thought of the pain she had gone through, she could not help but get really annoyed. She bellowed loudly. “Go away! I don’t like you at all. And you should not like me either. I am merciful enough not to make my cousin break your leg. Are you really tired of living that you came to irritate me?!”

Knife Lee was well aware of how fierce Zhao Anan’s words could get. He showed no reaction on his face.

As a matter of fact, he truly missed the half year he had spent with Zhao Anan, because that had been the best period of his life.

He did not need to go out and fight, and he did not need to think about when he could sleep and how much he could eat. In the past half a year, he had no wounds apart from the scratches given by Zhao Anan’s nails and he didn’t mind them at all.

Honestly, when he was with the gangsters, he had spent days and nights fighting and trying to capture territories. He would get wounded and bleed every day.

But his life had been cozy in those six months.

All he did was spend day and night with Anan peacefully, listen to her chatter and the popular songs she sung in a nice voice. Sometimes he even felt happy to have a small fight with her, because it acted like a relaxation exercise for him.

He had hoped that he would get to spend the rest of his life in this way.

He had met several women, but none of them aroused his desire for protection. Only Zhao Anan was the one whom he wanted to protect with all his might.

She was carefree, smart and a bright splash of color in his boring and tedious life.

He wanted to confess to Zhao Anan a long time ago, but had not dared. When he found that Mu Qing and she were together, and Mu Qing spoiled her rotten, he had no choice but to hide his feelings.

Now that they had broken up, he came to confess his feelings.

But he had not expected that Zhao Anan would fall for Zheng Jing.

Didn’t Tiger mention that there was a special feeling between Zheng Jing and his sister Zheng Lun and that they were more than just siblings.

Seeing Zhao Anan stand so close to Zheng Jing, Knife Lee could not help but confront Zheng Jing. “Which woman do you truly like?”