Chapter 8: His Voice was Cold and Hard. For Some Reason, Nan Fei Had the Feeling That She Was His Subordinate.

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zuo Qishen frowned and did not explain. He merely said, “Go back, take a shower and change your clothes first.”

She did not know how long she would have to wait to smash the computer. Her clothes and hair would probably have dried by now.

Moreover, the computer seemed to be quite heavy. With her strength, she would not be able to throw it far. If she smashed the parts on the ground and they flew out, it would easily hurt people.

Nan Fei’s eyes glazed over slightly, but she quickly returned to her usual not-so-deep smile.

“I’m sorry, Commander Zuo.” She pursed her lips and smiled. Her voice was crisp and her tone was soft, but there was a faint hint of strength in her words. “I must smash this computer today.”

She, Nan Fei, was definitely not a saint whose creed was tolerance. If she was bullied, she must bully them back.

Cheng Liangmu had almost gotten someone to bang her today. If she did not smash his computer, it would be really complicated.

Her gaze fell on the hand that Zuo Qishen was holding her wrist with.

It meant to ask him to let go of her.

Zuo Qishen stared at her for a long time. He did not let go of her and only asked in a low voice, “You must smash it today?”

Nan Fei nodded.

“Alright then.” Zuo Qishen reached out his empty hand and picked up the 16-inch computer on the table expressionlessly.

The hand that was holding Nan Fei’s wrist tightened slightly and pulled Nan Fei behind him.

“Stand there and don’t move.” His voice was cold and hard. Nan Fei had an inexplicable feeling that she was one of his subordinates. She was slightly stunned as she stared blankly at the hand that was holding the computer with one hand and the sleeve of the shirt that was wrapped around his muscular arm.

The corner of his shirt moved slightly. She watched as he lifted the laptop in his hand and crossed his broad shoulders. His well-defined fingers tightened slightly, as if he had used a little strength.

Then, he threw the laptop in his hand at the wall five meters away.

There seemed to be a flash of silver light.

With a bang, the laptop fell heavily on the wall, with its chassis smashed and its parts scattered all over the ground.

The originally exquisite and intact laptop instantly turned into a pile of scrap metal and was scattered at the corner of the wall.

The scene was too beautiful. Manager Song did not dare to look at it. Just listening to the sound made his entire body hurt. He had already empathized with the computer, and he hurt as much as it hurt.

All of Raph’s important information was in this computer. He really wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Nan Fei stared blankly at the laptop that had shattered into pieces.

“Let’s go.” Zuo Qishen tilted his head and saw Nan Fei’s dazed look. His thin lips curved into a faint arc.

Nan Fei only recovered when she heard his voice. She raised her eyes and slowly looked at Zuo Qishen.

She opened her mouth, but in the end, she only said one sentence, “Commander Zuo, your strength is indeed… worthy of your height!”

A man of 1.9 meters was extraordinary!

Are all soldiers so fierce?

That was not right. Yu Jingluo was also a soldier. Why did she seem to be so… hormonal?

Perhaps it was because Yu Jingluo was only 16 years old and still young?

Zuo Qishen looked deeply into her eyes that seemed to be shining and slightly lifted his lips.

“Are you complimenting me?”

Nan Fei nodded with a smile and admitted openly without changing her expression. “Yes.”

She blinked her eyes and suddenly felt that her impression of soldiers had increased a little.

He had a gun wound and a scar that looked like a medal on his body. He seemed to be tough and straightforward, especially a man. She liked him.

Manager Song, who had been standing in the corner and did not dare to say anything, finally spoke weakly when he saw that the two big buddhas were actually chatting and the atmosphere seemed to be relatively relaxed.

“Miss Nan, Mr. Zuo, do you still want to continue smashing items?”

If they did not want to continue trashing the place, he would have called the cleaning lady to come in and clean it up. He still had to continue receiving customers tonight…

Nan Fei waved her small hand and smiled at Manager Song. “I won’t smash anything else anymore.”

The computer had been smashed to the point that it was exactly what she wanted. Her mood seemed to have improved a lot.

“Can we go back now?” Zuo Qishen looked at her smiling little face and said calmly.

“Yes, let’s go.” Nan Fei consciously stood to the right of Zuo Qishen and then waved at Manager Song in the corner. “Goodbye, Manager Song. Goodnight.”

The pretty girl smiled like a peach blossom, but Manager Song felt a chill on his back. He sighed silently and replied, “Goodnight, Miss Nan…”