64: You’re No Match For Me

You’re No Match For Me

"Why? Are you in pain?"0

Ning Dai wouldn't be frightened by her, so she smiled coldly.

"Or are you saying that you, the eldest miss, openly begged to be my husband's mistress, and now that I've seen through you, you're ashamed and angry and want to make a move?"

Her words were full of mockery. When had An Nanxu ever suffered such grievance? How could she endure it? She walked straight over and raised her hand, wanting to give Ning Dai a slap.

Seeing her raise her hand high up, Mo Chen furrowed his brows tightly. In the next second, he wanted to help Ning Dai block it. However, Ning Dai was already prepared. How could she let An Nanxu succeed?

Before An Nanxu's hand could land, Ning Dai had already grabbed onto her wrist tightly.

"You're still too inexperienced to fight with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, An Nanxu suddenly felt a piercing pain.

"Ah!"

She opened her mouth wide and let out a short and painful scream. She covered her hands and took two steps back. Cold sweat even broke out on her face.

Ning Dai impatiently clapped her hands, and a silver light flashed from her fingertips.

The needle pierced down, and the scream came to an abrupt end.

An Nanxu's face was twisted. Her expression was clearly in extreme pain, but no matter how hard she opened her mouth, she could not make a single sound.

"You can't say anything, huh? Let me help you."

After Ning Dai finished speaking, she raised her hand under An Nanxu's terrified expression.

The crisp sound of a slap resounded throughout the rest area.

An Nanxu's face was tilted to one side from the slap. A red mark of a five-fingered mountain quickly appeared on her fair and tender skin. She looked a little pitiful.

Ning Dai leisurely withdrew her hand and casually fiddled with her nails.

"You're no match for me. Don't be flirtatious with my man in the future. He's not someone you can touch. If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as making you lose your voice."

She didn't mind teaching this miss, who was always in heat, a deeper lesson.

An Nanxu couldn't answer. She wanted to call for help, but her personal bodyguards had been taken care of by Ning Dai. No one could order her around for the time being.

She glared at Ning Dai with bloodshot eyes.

Ning Dai yawned out of boredom.

"Second Brother, let's go."

It was almost time to board the plane. She did not have the time to chat with this flirtatious young miss. She simply walked behind Mo Chen and calmly pushed him away.

As she watched the two of them leave, An Nanxu's heart burned with tangible anger. She clenched her palm tightly, leaving five sharp marks.

How dare she hit her, An Nanxu, and insult her? She had to tear this b*tch into pieces!

On the plane.

"Second Brother, sit here."

Ning Dai was not affected by what happened just now. She helped Mo Chen arrange his seat and watched as he sat down. She supported her chin with her palm and stared at him without blinking.

Her eyes were clear and clear. As they sparkled, his figure was reflected in her black pupils.

Mo Chen pinched her hand in amusement and asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you."

Ning Dai played with his hair and poked his face with her fingers.

"Your face is really attractive. Oh, it's a rotten peach. Why don't you cover it up so that you won't attract any more trouble?"

As she spoke, she pulled over a blanket and pretended to cover him up.

"Stop fooling around."

Mo Chen couldn't help but laugh. He grabbed her hand and pressed it into his embrace.

"Compared to my face, yours is even more beautiful. I've only managed to get one. What about you?"

"Then I'm not the one who's being shouted at to be kept as a mistress."

Ning Dai tugged at his face furiously. She rolled her eyes and covered his leg with the blanket.

"Second Brother, don't catch a cold. Come, cover it up."

Her smile was crafty. It was obvious that she had planned it. Mo Chen was alarmed. Just as he was about to ask, he saw her reach her hand into the blanket with a smile.

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