novelraw Chapter 236 - 148. Do you really like me?_4
Chapter 236 - 148. Do you really like me?_4
The man who has served in the army naturally has physical qualities that can’t be compared to those gentlemen who stay in greenhouses.No longer insisting, she looked into the man’s deep black eyes, curled her fingers back to hold his hand, and smiled, "Then let’s walk a little faster."
The two walked forward for less than ten minutes when Mu Jin Huan suddenly stopped, and Nan Wan, being led by the hand, naturally stopped as well. Looking up in confusion, she found that he was looking in a direction to the left of her.
Following his gaze, she looked over.
A silver Bentley, parked next to a streetlamp with a very domineering angle, bore a license plate she was familiar with.
"This seems to be Huo Yihan’s car."
Mu Jin Huan withdrew his gaze, took a long stride, and said in a deep, calm voice, "It’s his."
Nan Wan didn’t look anymore, being led up the steps by the man by her side. They weren’t walking at a fast pace, more accurate to say it was like a stroll.
Many young students who had sneaked out of school also came to join in the fun, laughing and joking as they passed by the two of them. Some mischievous boys looked at Nan Wan, wrapped in her coat, and cheekily whistled.
Still in their school uniforms, they were brazen and unruly, exuding a vibe that screamed for a good scolding.
Mu Jin Huan’s eyes, hidden with a stern look, swept past them, and the defiant boy, full of disdain, even threw a flirtatious wink at Nan Wan.
The man’s grip on her hand suddenly tightened, pinching Nan Wan slightly painfully, but she didn’t show any discomfort.
She continued to follow his steps upward, with a faint smile on her face, "Kids these days still have too little homework, skipping classes becomes as common as breathing."
Mu Jin Huan, who always kept his emotions in check, showed little displeasure in his deep facial contours, only the shadow in his black eyes betraying a hint of it.
His expressions unmoved, he said in a flat voice, "Still not grown, yet already learning to whistle at pretty girls like hooligans. The teacher who ends up with such students must hit a low point in their career, even the best teaching can’t make up for it."
At these words, Nan Wan laughed, turning her head to look at him, "Someone you know?"
Otherwise, he wouldn’t speak so irreverently.
"Watch the path," Mu Jin Huan reminded her in a deep voice, the steps were uneven and steep, and a moment’s carelessness could send someone tumbling down, "He’s the youngest son of Huo Yihan’s fourth granduncle, met him a few times at gatherings, can’t say I know him."
Nan Wan understood, no wonder the little hooligan was so bold just now, full of provocation and disdain, not the least bit afraid of him.
Young in age, yet in a higher generation, even Huo Yihan has to call him uncle.
"Are you and Huo Yihan on good terms?"
As someone passed by, Mu Jin Huan instinctively pulled Nan Wan closer into his embrace, only continuing upward once the passerby had moved past, "Pretty decent."
"My sister is young and harbors all her passion for him; whether he truly doesn’t understand or just pretends not to, you certainly know better than I do." Nan Wan’s tone was not loud but enough to reach the man’s ear.
After pausing for a few seconds, she continued, "In matters of feelings, outsiders can’t intervene. I have no right to interfere either, but I don’t want to see Mo Yi trapped in a one-sided love with no response."
Those aware of the situation knew that four years ago, the handsome and dashing Mr. Huo of Qing City was cleanly dumped by his first love girlfriend. Since then, the women around him have changed faster than his clothes, never lasting more than two months.
Ever since Xu Moyi returned from studying abroad, she’d seemed bewitched, unable to see any other capable young men as desirable.
She put all her effort into getting close to Huo Yihan’s friends and successfully integrated into his circle, only to end up... becoming his brother.
Though her love was heartfelt and sincere, she’d rather die than confess, a trait she shared with Nan Wan.
Instead of emulating good examples, she learned what’s useless.
"You said it yourself, outsiders can’t interfere," Mu Jin Huan’s eyes remained calm, without a hint of a ripple, "You can’t, and neither can I."
What followed was a prolonged period of silence.
It wasn’t until they neared the mountaintop, with voices faintly audible from the crowd gathered to watch the meteors, that Nan Wan finally stopped walking.
Without looking at him, her gaze settled on that bright area.
She spoke slowly, "The Xu Family has long arranged a marriage partner for Mo Yi, someone abroad. There’s no confirmed news on when they will return, but it won’t be much longer, perhaps tomorrow, maybe next week, or maybe a few months later."
Mu Jin Huan, being exceptionally astute, naturally understood what she meant.
He responded faintly, "Mm."
Nan Wan didn’t bring it up again, as if she had only mentioned it in passing. She looked up at him and with a smile asked, "With all this excitement, do you not quite like it?"
Halfway up, a strong wind had picked up, prompting Nan Wan to braid her long hair, which hung loosely on the right side. Stray strands were blown wildly by the wind, with a few locks brushing against her nose, giving an appearance of disordered beauty.
Mu Jin Huan turned to the side, raised his hand, and tucked her stray hair behind her ear, his voice low, "Once in a while, doesn’t quite count as dislike."
Nan Wan pulled her phone out from her pocket, waved it in front of the man, and asked, "Then shall I call Mo Yi and ask where she is so we can go find her?"
Given Mo Yi’s usual habits, she would definitely come to such a rare spectacle. Huo Yihan didn’t seem like someone who would join such a bustle, likely he was dragged along by her.
Mu Jin Huan preferred waiting for that unknown beautiful view alone with her, but since she suggested it, he didn’t refuse, "Mm."
Upon receiving the man’s response, Nan Wan smiled, unlocked the phone screen, and dialed Xu Moyi’s number.
Xu Moyi was leisurely sitting on a comfortable chair, directing Huo Yihan’s ’uncle’ to grill chicken wings for her — complaining at times about too much oil, at others about too little cumin, never giving her mouth a break.
When she heard the phone ring, she grabbed a napkin to wipe the oil off her hands before retrieving her phone from her pocket. Seeing the incoming call on the screen, she quickly answered, "Sis, are you coming to Zijin Mountain?"
A week ago, she’d been urging Nan Wan to join her, but at that time Nan Wan had just returned home from the hospital, being a ’patient,’ naturally unable to accompany her and uninterested.
"I’m right beneath this big tree that needs two people to wrap around, come and fetch me."
Xu Moyi stood up with a smile, tip-toeing to look toward the big tree, but with too many people and poor lighting, she couldn’t see anything.
Throwing away the half-eaten sausage in her hand, she quickly jogged in that direction, "All right, wait a minute for me, I’ll be there in a minute."