Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering

Mu Sihan pulled Nan Zhi’s arm and dragged her to the cashier counter.

The cashier’s face turned pale when she saw that the three security officers had been beaten badly, but she did not feel that she was wrong. She looked at the man with dark eyes and summoning up her courage, said, “Sir, this lady can’t afford to pay for the meal. I tried reasoning with her, but she threw water all over my face.”

The cashier pointed at the bottle of wine Nan Zhi wanted to return and said with a look of disdain, “We have rules here. Any drinks ordered can’t be returned…”

Mu Sihan smirked and looked at the cashier menacingly. “Open this bottle of wine.”

Under his strong and dark aura, the cashier took a bottle opener and opened the bottle of wine.

“Sir, I can ask the manager and see if we could give you a discount.”

“Good, very good.” Mu Sihan’s cold dark eyes were half closed, his expression unfathomable.

The cashier was delighted to hear what he said. Originally, she had been afraid that he would let his bodyguards beat her!

Being a cashier in this upscale restaurant, her appearance was naturally not that bad.

She sat down to recalculate the bill, and glanced up every now and then to look at Mu Sihan. Her face was red and shy.

This man was even taller and more handsome than Young Master Bo! Since Young Master Bo had a fiancée, it would not be so bad if she were liked by this man.

Just as the cashier was fantasizing, she felt a sudden chill on top of her head.

Before she could react, she could feel a wet coldness dripping from the top of her head, down over her face and chin, seeping wine red into her clothes.

Nan Zhi was standing beside Mu Sihan when he turned over the red wine bottle and began pouring the entire contents of red wine over the cashier’s head. She was dumbfounded.

After the bottle was emptied, he ordered his bodyguard to open another bottle of red wine behind the counter and proceeded to pour that bottle over the cashier as well.

The cashier was so frightened that she went limp in the chair, not even daring to utter a small whimper.

No one dared to move until the manager came over and fired the cashier, sending her away immediately. He continued to apologize to Mu Sihan and Nan Zhi, bowing profusely to beg their pardon.

Mu Sihan did not consider the manager’s position at all. “Put that person with the surname Bo into the blacklist now. If you don’t, I will smash your restaurant.”

The cashier did not know Mu Sihan, but the manager certainly did. He was the only member of the restaurant who have gotten a supreme VIP card. Whenever he came, he had free reign. Whatever he wished to eat would be free of charge.

As Nan Zhi was forced into the sports car by Mu Sihan, he was shouting at her in aggravation, “Why are you so stupid? You can’t come back to the room to find me if you have no money? You’re more stubborn than a bull, no wonder you always get bullied outside.”

Nan Zhi pouted.

He had deliberately ordered the most expensive dish but did not even eat one bite of it. Was he doing it to make things difficult for her?

And he still had the cheek to scold her and call her stupid!

“If you spared me from your bullying I’d already be extremely thankful.” Nan Zhi muttered, moving as close as she could towards the window, away from the angry man.

Mu Sihan started his sports car and as he drove on the road, suddenly said with a sullen face, “I didn’t eat anything.”

Nan Zhi hummed in agreement.

Although that restaurant’s cashier was bad, the dishes made by the chef were good.

“Is that all you have to say?” The man stared at the back of her head, his dark eyes seemed like they would soon spit fire. “I said, I didn’t eat anything.”

Nan Zhi wanted to say to him, ‘You didn’t eat anything because you yourself did not eat, what has that got to do with me?’ But when the words came to her lips, she thought of how cruel he was when punishing people, so instead, she replied calmly, “You can drop me by the road here and ask your helper to cook for you when you’re back home.”

Mu Sihan’s face tensed and he turned to stare at her, enunciating every word, “I. Want. To. Eat. What. You. Cook!”