novelraw Chapter 233 - 148. Do you really like me?
Chapter 233 - 148. Do you really like me?
If he didn’t say those three words, Nan Wan would still be very determined.Not knowing where he was taking her, or what he wanted to do, it had no appeal at all, but the ordinary three words ’are you sure’ sounded nonchalant, yet with that slightly rising intonation, a sense of mystery emerged.
People are always curious, especially when she missed the outside air the most.
Nan Wan closed her eyes, changed her expression, and negotiated with the man, "Half a bowl?"
It wasn’t that she was deliberately being coy, but it was around five in the afternoon, she had a bowl of bird’s nest soup, and now it had only been two hours, she wasn’t at all hungry.
Mu Jin Huan looked at her, his thin lips gently parted, "Eat it."
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Sitting in the passenger seat, Nan Wan still felt quite unworthy, easily falling for the man’s tricks, actually finishing half a bowl of rice.
On her phone, aside from the basic chatting app WeChat, there wasn’t any other social media software, not even games downloaded, it completely gave off the vibe of an old-fashioned phone.
Lowering her head, flipping through, there was nothing to pass the time with.
She casually asked, "Where are we going?"
They had left after dinner, and she was wearing her most everyday clothes, ruling out many options.
Mu Jin Huan controlled the steering wheel with one hand, with the other he took out two movie tickets from the storage compartment and placed them in the woman’s lap.
Nan Wan looked at the two flimsy pieces of paper on the back of her hand, the neon lights of the bustling city interweaving, the light coming through the car window was enough for her to read the words.
Tickets for the midnight premiere of the movie "South Wind Knows My Heart".
After a few seconds of daze, she said softly, "I was just speaking off the cuff."
That night, she saw the movie’s trailer outside the Mu Company’s building, but she didn’t really want to watch it.
It was just that she was different then from now.
Mu Jin Huan turned his head to glance at the woman’s profile, his voice deep, "I wasn’t just casually listening."
Nan Wan’s gaze was fixed on the movie tickets, but there was no focus, as if only looking for a place for her eyes to rest.
After a few minutes, her voice was as soft as a gentle drizzle, "Can I ask you a question?"
Mu Jin Huan responded, "Go ahead."
Nan Wan unconsciously tightened her grip on her phone, raised her head, and looked at the man’s defined profile, from such an angle, he looked more stern than gentle.
Her voice was very low, "Do you... do you really like me?"
She wasn’t probing, she genuinely wanted to know.
Mu Jin Huan’s calm eyes rippled slightly, not speaking for a long while, as if not expecting her to ask such a question, yet also like pondering an appropriate answer.
Then, he turned his head, meeting Nan Wan’s gaze.
Mu Jin Huan once played racing for several years, with excellent driving skills, though he never flaunted it.
It wasn’t rush hour now, the car wasn’t going fast, he just looked at Nan Wan in the passenger seat, a depth of emotion in his gaze, for a full half a minute.
In that half a minute, Nan Wan only had eyes for him, she wasn’t afraid of such dangerous behavior, nor did she avoid it.
She was simply focused, waiting for his answer.
Mu Jin Huan looked back at the road ahead, speaking slowly, "I think... it should be."
Nan Wan remembered, he once told her that he wouldn’t lie to her.
That’s why she could easily lose herself.
She knew very well, she had already stepped in, whether waiting for her was an abyss or a muddy swamp, there was no way to turn back.
She turned her head, looking at the brilliant neon lights outside the window, her voice regaining its original warmth, with a touch of lightheartedness, "I heard from Mo Yi that there are meteors tonight, Mr. Mu, how about we don’t go to the movie, and go to Zijin Mountain to see if we get lucky?"
The predicted time was around 1 a.m., now it was nine forty-three, Zijin Mountain wasn’t far, if they drove a bit faster, they could get there by midnight.
Mu Jin Huan glanced at her, "What did you call me?"
Nan Wan didn’t understand, turned her head, and looked blankly at the man’s handsome profile, "...Mr. Mu."
Did she call him wrong?
Mu Jin Huan pulled over to the side of the road, unfastened his seatbelt, leaned over while squeezing the woman’s small face with one large hand, and bit her earlobe, "What do you call me?"
The sudden warmth, with a hint of tobacco, carried the familiar scent of Mu Jin Huan, encircling her tightly.
That strength wasn’t too gentle or too harsh, but it made Nan Wan’s entire body stiffen.
She was trapped in the confined car cabin, the man’s short hair brushing against her cheek, his hot breath falling entirely onto her neck, bringing up the temperature all at once.