novelraw Chapter 230 - 147. His elegant eyes were lowered, ’Is he good to you?
Chapter 230 - 147. His elegant eyes were lowered, ’Is he good to you?
Some words don’t need to be spoken."Didn’t you say you would have breakfast with me?" Nan Wan looked up, gazing at the gentle and handsome face of the man, smiled, "If you don’t change your clothes now, you’ll be late for work."
Mu Jin Huan didn’t check the time on the wall. Their eyes met, and his clear serene eyes showed no more evasion.
Moments later, he loosened his grip on the woman’s hand and said, "Go freshen up."
Nan Wan responded, naturally stood up, and walked into the bathroom.
Wash face, brush teeth, comb long hair.
When she came out, Mu Jin Huan was just putting on his watch.
He had already changed his clothes; his tall and upright figure bathed in the sunlight, a custom-tailored suit, white shirt, with sharp sculpted facial features, and clean-cut short hair already dried, exuding the charm of a mature man.
Except for the collar button on his shirt that was not yet fastened, everything else was meticulously in place.
After putting on the watch, Mu Jin Huan glanced at the tie still lying at the edge of the bed, saying nothing, but his meaning was clear.
Nan Wan followed the man’s line of sight and immediately understood.
Gathering her long, smooth hair to one side, she bent down to pick up the tie from the bed’s edge, walked over to him, with a faint, light smile on her face, "Lower your head."
She was wearing flat slippers, making it a bit difficult without tiptoeing.
The sunlight falling into the room was warm and gentle, Mu Jin Huan stood with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by rings of halos.
He obligingly lowered his head.
Even though Nan Wan was standing facing the sunlight, she was completely shielded by the man’s tall body, not feeling dazzled at all.
After fastening the button at his collar, she started to tie the tie.
By the third time, she was already quite skilled and wouldn’t strangle him as before.
Mu Jin Huan didn’t speak from beginning to end, the gentleness hidden in his handsome brows already replacing all words.
After fetching the phone from the study, the two went downstairs one after the other to have breakfast.
Mu Jin Huan seemed to be in a very good mood, drinking half a bowl more of porridge than usual, and before leaving, he said to Nan Wan, "Call me if you feel bored."
Nan Wan stood at the door, smiling and nodded.
Aunt Zhou watched this scene, happiness filling her heart.
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For several days in a row, except for meal times, Nan Wan stayed in the study, reading until she was tired, then watching movies on the tablet, or playing with Barton for a while.
Having not lived such a leisurely life for so long, she only felt that all the cells in her body had become lazy, snuggled in the sofa not wanting to move much.
Even when the phone rang, it was Barton who fetched it from the table to her side.
It was Sheng Boyan.
Seeing those flashing three characters on the screen, she quickly sat up.
Clearing her throat, she answered, "Senior Brother Sheng."
On the other end, Sheng Boyan sat in a soft chair, his refined and gentle features wearing a warm smile, his voice low and smooth, "Congratulations on your marriage, I’ll give you a gift once I’m back in the country."
"Thank you, Senior Brother," Nan Wan patted Barton’s head, deliberately holding back, "But I don’t want a too ordinary gift."
Sheng Boyan paused, then after a moment, with a smile said, "It will naturally be unique."
After chatting for a few minutes, Sheng Boyan’s gaze fell on a torn open sealed envelope on the table, starting on the main topic, "I’ve looked at the medical case."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan’s smile faded, her eyes clouded with ambiguous emotions.
Slightly pressing her lips, she asked, "What’s the result?"
When there was no news, she wanted to know the result, but when it could finally be determined... she seemed somewhat resistant.
If Yu Qinglu really had psychological issues, it couldn’t be cured in the short term, and Mu Jin Huan surely wouldn’t let it be, occurrences like on the wedding night wouldn’t stop.
Even if there was a justifiable reason to feel jealous and angry, but... could she really hold it against someone who’s ill?
But if she was pretending to be ill, wouldn’t that be even scarier?
With a serious and earnest expression, Sheng Boyan asked, "Can you first tell me where this medical case came from?"
Nan Wan initially wanted to say it was a favor for Mu Jinqian, but the words changed at the last moment, "It’s a friend of my husband’s."
When Sheng Boyan heard the words ’husband’, the pen twirling between his long fingers slipped, almost falling off the edge of the table, but he reached out in time to catch that old pen.
His clear eyes slightly narrowed, with a warm and deep voice, "It’s a bit complicated, hard to explain over the phone. If it’s not too urgent, let’s discuss it when I’m back."
Nan Wan’s raised heart suddenly settled back down.
She harbored a ’coward’ within her, always wanting to delay facing matters for another day.