novelraw Chapter 232 - 147. His distinguished eyes were lowered,
Chapter 232 - 147. His distinguished eyes were lowered,
For several days in a row, she had done this, and both had gotten used to it, very naturally.Looking at the man’s sharply defined face, she tilted her head and asked, "Did you smell a strange scent?"
Mu Jin Huan initially didn’t want to bother with her, but those clear water-like eyes seemed to have a glitter of light in them, something he couldn’t refuse.
"What scent?"
Nan Wan didn’t look at him either, after unbuttoning his shirt completely, she stepped back two steps.
Making a very serious thinking pose, it took her a while to give an answer, "Seems like... vinegar."
The tone was uncertain, but the faint smile on her face expressed otherwise.
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s face, which originally had no expression, turned into a poker face.
Nan Wan tossed her long hair to one side, clicking her tongue, "Mr. Mu, how unreasonable. I beg someone to do something for you, and you show me this face?"
She just received a phone call, this jealousy came out of nowhere and was quite ridiculous.
Mu Jin Huan reached out and pulled her over, asking slowly, "I noticed you call him ’senior brother’ quite fluently, the friendship isn’t shallow, needing you to beg for a case file?"
The man’s shirt was still on him, and once unbuttoned, Nan Wan’s hands touched his warm chest.
With a wooden wardrobe behind her, she simply relaxed, smiling lightly, "Sheng Boyan is a famous doctor in Qing City, with people coming from all over the country to see him, and lines every day stretching up to fifty meters long. Even with a good relationship, I still owe a favor."
Mu Jin Huan’s face showed no emotion, but his calm black eyes carried unusual feelings.
The woman’s long hair lay over her shoulders, her slender body circled and pressed against by him, the smile in her eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky.
His rough large hand grasped her barely holdable slender waist, his voice getting deeper, "Such a big favor, how does he expect you to repay it?"
Subtle and profound.
He knew Nan Wan’s body too well, every stroke hitting her most sensitive spots, yet his sharply defined features showed no ripples, as calm and indifferent as ever.
Nan Wan bit her lower lip with her white teeth, pressing down the man’s mischievous hand, looking sideways at him, "I haven’t even managed it yet, have I?"
Mu Jin Huan didn’t intend to hassle her today, so when he was stopped, he ceased moving, his black eyes regarding the woman’s gradually turning crimson face, his voice low and deep, "Did he not just call to tell you the result?"
Nan Wan pressed her lips together, repeating the words for him, "He said... it’s a bit complicated, hard to explain over the phone, we’ll discuss it face to face when he’s back in the country."
Complicated...
These two words can lead to countless possibilities.
Mu Jin Huan hesitated for a moment, then tidied up the woman’s clothes, his gaze steady, "Let’s go downstairs to eat."
He didn’t ask a single extra question...
Nan Wan didn’t bring it up again either, standing straight, she glanced at the man’s exposed chest in the air, somewhat teasingly, "You’re just going down like this?"
Mu Jin Huan lowered his eyes, a flash of unusual emotion in his gaze, but then he calmly buttoned his shirt back up, "Let’s go downstairs."
The more Nan Wan looked, the more it seemed off, the smile at the corner of her eyes becoming more vivid, casually asking, "Weren’t you planning to change clothes?"
The power of that phone call was immense...
Mu Jin Huan wasn’t bothered by Lu Li, because Lu Li didn’t have any other thoughts about her whatsoever, but the two brothers of the Sheng Family were another story.
He looked calm, without any trace of embarrassment, raising his hand to hook the woman’s neck, leading her out of the bedroom.
His voice steady, "Say one more sentence, and you’ll be stuck at home, no going out tonight."
Nan Wan’s eyes sparkled with light upon hearing this, her white fingers tugged at the hem of the man’s shirt, asking, "Are you taking me out, where to?"
She was really about to go crazy from being cooped up lately.
Not to mention going out, even to pour a glass of water, Aunt Zhou wouldn’t let her, almost feeding her soup spoon by spoon, all she needed to do was sleep and rest, like a useless person who only needs others to tend to her needs.
Mu Jin Huan stopped in his tracks, glanced down at her, not speaking, but his meaning was clear: Are you sure you want to ask?
Nan Wan had great perception, instantly understanding the meaning in the man’s gaze.
She pouted, resignedly making a zipping motion by her lips.
After all, she wasn’t a powerful CEO.
During dinner, Aunt Zhou looked at them suspiciously several times, but still couldn’t figure out what was going on.
One was in a great mood, even trying some fish soup she usually didn’t like, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Another with a calm demeanor, sharply defined features with no excess emotion, only a few wrinkles on the white shirt, occasionally picking some vegetables for the person opposite, and nothing more.
It was clearly not the atmosphere of a cold war after a fight, but... there was no communication from start to finish.
Weird!
Nan Wan hadn’t really moved much all day, Aunt Zhou almost forced a whole pot on her at lunch, so she wasn’t very hungry, just ate a few bites and was full.
Resting her chin in one hand, she twirled the body of the glass on the table with the other, idly watching the man opposite.
Even something as ordinary as eating exuded an innate nobility and grace.
The mature charm of an older man still appealed to young girls, no wonder Xu Moyi called him ’male god’ every other word.
Mu Jin Huan glanced at the woman’s bowl with only a few bites of rice eaten, frowning, "Are you full?"
She only ate this little when he was around, definitely even less when he wasn’t.
No wonder after so many days with all kinds of exquisite supplements every meal, she still didn’t gain a bit of weight.
Nan Wan looked at him and nodded.
Mu Jin Huan put a few more vegetables in the woman’s bowl, then lifted his chin, indicating the small bowl of rice, saying unhurriedly, "Finish it and then you can leave, if you don’t finish or don’t want to eat, then you might as well not go, it saves me worry."
Nan Wan couldn’t help it, and spoke up, "Why are you like this?"
Indeed, no one does business without trickery, agreeing on something but raising the stakes halfway through.
Mu Jin Huan leaned back in his chair, took a sip of tea, and with long fingers gently taping on the table, "The choice is yours, you can choose not to eat, it’s cold outside anyhow, going upstairs for a nap is more comfortable. I’ve had meetings at the company all day, not too keen on going out now either."
Nan Wan, "..."
She’s been getting more emotional lately, and he’s becoming more scheming, or perhaps... he’s always been this way, just hiding it too well for her to notice before.
Unwillingly struggling, "I’m a grown-up, not a three-year-old kid. I can feel if I’m hungry or full by myself, do I still need you to force me to eat?"
With a soft voice and an innocent look, it did seem somewhat coquettish.
But Mu Jin Huan remained unmoved, "Have you ever seen an adult who only eats a few bites for dinner? Getting this skinny and yet not eating properly, people might think I’m abusing you."
Nan Wan: ????
What’s this about being so skinny? This is a standard body, isn’t it?
Turning her head, her tone was stiff, "I’m not going."
In the past twenty-some years, she had experienced: there is a kind of hunger called ’grandma thinks you are hungry.’
Never did she expect that today she’d feel another kind called ’husband thinks you are hungry.’
Learned something new...
Anyway, Jiashu’s kindergarten is starting its winter holiday tomorrow, she has been resting for so many days, even if she’s not working, going out shouldn’t be a problem.
Aunt Zhou might be treating her like a level-one patient, but she’s reasonable, more so than he is.
Mu Jin Huan wasn’t threatened in the slightest, his dark eyes calm, his thin lips curving into a slight arc, asking leisurely, "Are you sure?"