Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 266 - 156. President Mu, are you here to catch an affair? _4



Chapter 266 - 156. President Mu, are you here to catch an affair? _4

Nan Wan regained her composure, her expression showing no hint of anomaly, "I don’t dislike it, it’s quite nice, thank you.""I don’t know much either; the salesperson told me it’s a limited edition. Many people paid a high price but couldn’t get it. I was lucky to come across it."

After Sheng Boyan finished speaking, he saw someone striding towards them.

The chilling aura of the approaching person was too intense. Even from ten meters away, amidst their exchanged glances, he could still feel the other’s undisguised indifference and aloofness.

Is he here to catch us?

Nan Wan was sitting with her back to the door, naturally unable to see it.

It wasn’t until a deep familiar voice sounded above her head, "Didn’t we agree to have dinner together? Why didn’t you wait for me?"

Before she could react, a large hand settled on her waist, and soon half of her body was enveloped into a warm embrace.

Intimate, yet not inappropriate.

It was a single sofa. It was spacious when she sat alone, but after another man joined, it felt a bit cramped.

After shifting slightly inward, she finally looked up at him, pursing her lips, "I..."

"I’m not very reasonable. She only agreed to have dinner with me because she finds me annoying," Sheng Boyan spoke up to help Nan Wan out of the predicament, proactively extending his hand towards Mu Jin Huan, "Nice to meet you, Sheng Boyan."

The jewelry in the brocade box reflected the bright light as Mu Jin Huan gave it a brief glance, his dark eyes showing no stir at all.

He calmly shook the other’s hand, "Nice to meet you, Mu Jin Huan."

Then he looked down at the woman’s clean face, his voice warm and mellow, "You’ve only eaten a little, is it because you have no appetite or are you unwell?"

Nan Wan felt a bit uneasy, wanting to sit further in, but the man seemed to have anticipated her thoughts and tightened his grip on her waist, a covert show of dominance.

She gave up the idea of escaping, not moving anymore, and replied in a low voice, "Neither, I’m just not very hungry."

Sheng Boyan maintained a gentle smile, "I heard from Nan Wan that the owner of that medical case is a friend of Mr. Mu’s."

Mu Jin Huan leaned against the sofa, his suit exuding elegance and nobility at every turn, "Sorry for troubling Doctor Sheng."

"Nan Wan rarely asks me to do things for her, so it’s not really trouble," Sheng Boyan took a sip of tea but found it a bit bitter, so he put it down.

After pausing for a few seconds, he continued, "I just returned to the country today, and I might be a bit busy afterward. Originally, Nan Wan said to arrange another time, but since we ran into each other, I might as well tell you the results now."

The word ’ran’ carries a subtle connotation.

Nan Wan, who had been silent, spoke up, "I’m going to the bathroom."

She was trapped in the corner by the man’s arm, unable to move.

Mu Jin Huan’s gaze was fixed on the woman’s normal-looking face, and after a long while, he loosened his grip on her waist and stood up to let her out.

...

After sitting on the toilet for ten minutes, Nan Wan opened the door.

Huo Yihan’s new fling stepped into the bathroom in ten-centimeter high heels and immediately recognized that outfit, her gaze traveling upward to a face she was not unfamiliar with.

So it was her, the famous Nan Wan.

Arrogantly folding her arms, she made no attempt to hide the disdain in her eyes, "Oh, isn’t this Miss Nan?"

Hearing this, Nan Wan looked up, glanced at the speaker, ignored her, and walked to the sink, turning on the faucet.

Having been thoroughly ignored, the socialite’s face naturally wasn’t looking too good, "I warn you, stay away from Mr. Huo."

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan felt slightly baffled, but then it dawned on her.

If Mu Jin Huan hadn’t had her under surveillance or installed a radar, how could he have come over so quickly without anyone tipping him off?

Considering that it hadn’t even been half an hour since she was sitting on the sofa with Sheng Boyan until Mu Jin Huan appeared.

Her expression remained calm, and she responded with a simple syllable, "Oh."

The socialite sneered at Nan Wan’s reflection in the mirror.

Everyone in Qing City knew that the third Miss of the Nan Family had countless suitors, so why was she pretending to be noble?

Who knows if that Mu Jin Huan had lost his mind, blinded to the point of actually marrying her. Is he not afraid of his head turning into a pasture for cattle and sheep?

"Miss Nan, your previously bold conduct was truly astounding, although it’s hard to change in a short time. But since you’re already married into a wealthy family, you should restrain your habit of flirting around."

Nan Wan squeezed some handwash, lathering it up slowly as she carefully cleaned each finger. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes showed not the slightest ripple, in the same tone and with the same syllable, "Oh."

The socialite felt like she had punched cotton, her breath stuck in her chest, neither going up nor down, almost making her faint.

Tossing her long hair behind her back, she laughed in anger, but her laughter was full of disdain and disgust, "Nan Wan, what are you? Insult me at your own peril?"

After drying the moisture on her hands, Nan Wan threw the soaked paper towel into the trash bin, turned around, and looked at the rich lady a couple of steps away, her delicate face showing a faint smile.

Her voice was gentle, "Hmm, you do have self-respect, more than me indeed. Your biological sister had just been dumped by Huo Yihan, and you jumped right in, redefining the bond between sisters. Oh no, that’s wrong, it’s tarnishing it."

The socialite’s heart was hit, her face changing from red to green, then to white, her lips quivering with anger but unable to utter a word.

She rushed over, intending to slap Nan Wan across the face, but a strong force halted her mid-action, almost breaking her wrist from the intensity.

Turning around and seeing who it was, her eyes widened in disbelief, her well-made-up face twisting into something ugly, her voice trembling, "Mu...President Mu, it hurts, release me..."

Mu Jin Huan’s eyes were deep and dark, his sharply defined features as indifferent as ever, but the force on his hand did not lessen, instead increased.

His voice was cold, "Don’t you even know your own limits? Is she someone you can touch?"

The severe, unbearable pain made the socialite almost cry out, "She seduced your best friend behind your back, I couldn’t stand by and..."

"Leave," Mu Jin Huan released the socialite’s wrist, using just one word to block whatever else she intended to say.


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