novelraw Chapter 246 - 151. At that time, your wealth will be mine for cheap. _2
Chapter 246 - 151. At that time, your wealth will be mine for cheap. _2
Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan paused in his action of reaching for the water cup, then naturally changed direction, lifting the quilt he had just covered and carried the person on the bed sideways, heading towards the bathroom.Nan Wan sat on the toilet, waiting for quite a while, yet the man showed no intention of leaving.
The unnatural redness on her cheeks faded a bit, her lips were no longer dry, and there was liveliness between her brows.
She awkwardly touched the skin behind her ear and spoke with embarrassment, "Well... I’m not so weak that I’ll faint at any moment, you know. You can leave now."
It was meant to be a negotiation; when she looked at him now, she no longer had that previous haughty and distant demeanor.
Unlike women, when a man has a substantial spouse, he’s usually unperturbed by going into the bathroom while she’s brushing her teeth in a hurry in the morning; sometimes he’ll even ask if they should shower together.
Back then, Nan Wan used to rinse her mouth quickly and escape the bathroom, pretending to be calm.
Yes, it was indeed an escape.
She was all talk, but in reality, she was timid to the core.
The maturity and allure she used to feign, he had long seen through it, and she was too lazy to keep the act.
Compared to the embarrassed Nan Wan, Mu Jin Huan’s face showed no waves, maintaining his usual calmness.
Although he was worried, seeing the woman obviously uncomfortable, he didn’t insist. Before pulling open the bathroom door, he turned back and said to her, "Call me when you’re done."
Nan Wan’s long, loose hair covered her awkward eyes, and while looking at the patterns on the floor, she responded lowly, "...Okay."
A while ago, when faking an illness, although his acting was Oscar-level, he didn’t watch her all the time like now, handling everything personally.
Nan Wan could feel it, so she didn’t reject it; whatever he gave, she enjoyed it.
When the door opened, Mu Jin Huan was leaning on the door frame, which was expected, so Nan Wan wasn’t startled.
Mu Jin Huan carried Nan Wan back to the side of the hospital bed, but didn’t put her on the bed first; he asked, "Do you want to sit or lie down?"
Nan Wan wrapped her arms around his neck and gestured towards the direction of the sofa with her chin, "Let’s sit on the sofa, I’ll keep you company while you eat."
Mu Jin Huan paused, then responded with a syllable.
The emotions hidden deep in his dark eyes still existed, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows smoothed out a lot.
The dinner Liu An bought was evidently prepared with care; even though it was takeout, every dish looked quite exquisite, and it was kept warm, not cold.
The coffee table was a bit low, but he didn’t mind at all, leaning slightly, his eating still graceful.
Nan Wan said she would keep him company while he ate, but actually, she just sat beside him; let alone having the strength to serve him food, he wouldn’t allow her to do so.
"Has Liu An left already?"
In this condition, driving would be very unsafe for him.
Mu Jin Huan swallowed the food in his mouth and answered lightly, "Yes."
Nan Wan leaned against the back of the sofa, her gaze falling on the man’s neatly groomed short hair, suddenly recalling that Mu Libei had said he doesn’t like others touching his hair.
She felt mischievous, leaning forward, lying on his broad and powerful shoulder, her fingers lightly touching his short hair, tilting her head, watching his face.
Sure enough, his handsome sword-like eyebrows furrowed.
Nan Wan curled her lips, smiled silently, withdrew her hand, leaned against his shoulder, no longer causing trouble, and softly asked, "You’re not planning on going home to sleep?"
She was still running a fever, so her breath was much hotter than usual, which made his neck itch when it hit, causing Mu Jin Huan’s body to stiffen, his grip on the chopsticks tightening.
Her soft body leaned against his back; he was only wearing a shirt, separated by the thin hospital gown, not the usual cool touch, but rather a scorching heat.
A prickling sensation like a cat’s paw seemed to scratch his heart, yet he responded with indifference, "Hmm."
Nan Wan didn’t realize anything, just lazily leaned against him, looking at the endless night scene outside the window, "Can I be discharged tomorrow then?"
He wasn’t going home, and he wouldn’t sleep well here either; the Mu Family was busy these days, even if he didn’t say it, she could see it.
Mu Jin Huan didn’t have much appetite to begin with, and he had eaten nearly enough, putting down his chopsticks, drinking two sips of tea before sitting up straight.
The soft woman lying on his shoulder was pulled into his arms, resting against him, his handsome face calm, his voice low and deep, "You just started feeling a little better, and you’re already thinking about discharge. And to think you’re a doctor."
"Apart from a slight headache, there’s nothing uncomfortable, and the lack of energy is due to the fever, plus not eating over the past few days. Eating normally and recuperating should suffice to go home."