novelraw Chapter 276 - 160. Whatever you want, whatever you wish to do, I will give it to you.
Chapter 276 - 160. Whatever you want, whatever you wish to do, I will give it to you.
If it weren’t for being sent to the hospital in time, I might have already met the King of Hell.He really disliked owing people, especially those he despised, but such a big favor, how could he repay it...
Sheng Boyan sneered, "You know you’re an idiot, yet you still do those idiotic things?"
"I get lectured every day, my ears have calluses," Sheng Yichen squinted and dug his ears, suddenly thought of something, looked at Sheng Boyan with a mischievous smile, "Since you like her so much, how about... I help you snatch her?"
Sheng Boyan couldn’t be bothered with him, glanced at his watch with a flick of his sleeve, and turned around.
Before leaving, he turned back to say, "You can sneak out the fifth time, but that won’t anger your dad to death. Instead, he’ll install an electronic lock at the ward’s door, and your discharge time will be indefinitely postponed."
A gentle smile, "I would wholeheartedly agree."
Sheng Yichen, "..."
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Nan Wan put the phone back in her bag, pressed her lips together, and softly said, "Take a rest, I have something to do, so I’ll leave first."
Mu Jin Huan had his arm draped over the armrest of the sofa, his dark eyes gazing with a faint smile at the woman tidying up the lunch boxes, not looking at him, and slowly asked, "What’s the matter?"
Does she want to leave without saying a pleasant word?
Nan Wan’s hand paused, her clear watery eyes flickered with an unnatural avoidance, then turned serene, showing no emotional fluctuation, just a lack of focus.
After a short while, she continued arranging the lunch boxes, took a napkin to wipe her hands, and softly said four words, "Going to the sanatorium."
The sanatorium...
The subtle curve at Mu Jin Huan’s lips disappeared, his serene black eyes deep as the sea, went to hold her hand, his voice low and gentle, "I’m free this afternoon, I’ll drive you, hmm?"
Nan Wan looked up at the man’s sharply defined handsome face, smiled, "Didn’t Secretary Tang say you have a meeting at three o’clock?"
The day before the wedding, she went to the sanatorium without telling him, he seemed a bit unhappy...
It’s not that she couldn’t let him see, it’s just... everyone has their most deeply hidden soft spot, although she no longer resisted it.
Mu Jin Huan brought her into his embrace, his thin lips kissed her forehead, "With other deputies watching, the company won’t stop running just because I’m gone."
He seemed to have become quite fond of these intimate little gestures lately.
With gentle, light kisses falling on her skin, Nan Wan felt a bit ticklish, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Even her delicate brows and eyes carried a smile, her voice sounding pleasant, "He seems to be with Sheng, even if I go, I might not meet him."
Mu Jin Huan understood her meaning, yet deliberately misinterpreted, frowning with a discontented tone, "Still don’t want me to see your mother?"
The smile at Nan Wan’s lips froze for half a second but quickly returned to normal.
Pulling down the man’s large hand caressing her cheek, she then withdrew from his embrace, her almond eyes still lightly smiling, "Then you should get dressed."
The stiffness was brief, and Mu Jin Huan saw it but didn’t question, raised his hand to gently stroke the woman’s soft long hair, "Good girl."
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Chengnan Sanatorium, eleventh floor.
After stepping out of the elevator, Nan Wan stopped in her tracks, Mu Jin Huan’s arm wrapped around her waist in a protective manner, he bowed his head to ask, "What’s wrong?"
Nan Wan casually glanced thirty meters away at the black-suited bodyguards. Despite the distance, she could discern that it wasn’t the same one from her last visit.
Oh, no, one on the left and one on the right, probably two of them.
Without Nan Chengzhi giving orders, the bodyguards would never let her in, "I’ll make a call first."
Mu Jin Huan’s unemotional gaze followed her line of sight, his cold and resolute features showed no excess emotion, "Mm."
The two black-suited bodyguards were coincidentally looking their way, encountering that shadowy and indifferent gaze, the powerful aura left them both in shock.
Glancing at each other, they simultaneously placed their hands behind their backs, moved half a step to the middle of the ward’s door, their tall bodies blocking it thoroughly.
In a corner of the corridor, Nan Wan dialed Nan Chengzhi’s number, and only after a full thirty-seven seconds did the call get through.
Her voice flat, she spoke directly, "I’m at the sanatorium."
However, answering her wasn’t Nan Chengzhi’s slightly aged voice but a sinister and charming tone, "What, need me to accompany you?"
Upon hearing the first two words, Nan Wan’s face turned cold, she brought the phone to her eyes to confirm she hadn’t dialed wrong, then coldly said, "Give the phone to him."
"Your old man is a bit busy now, might not have the time to take your call," Nan Huaiyu languidly leaned against the living room sofa, his narrow eyes half-closed, stretching his tone, "How about you beg me, I’ll help you deal with the annoying watchdog."
Nan Wan hung up the phone.
When she walked to Mu Jin Huan’s side, her expression had returned to normal, she softly said, "Sorry, today it might not be possible..."
Mu Jin Huan took the woman’s cold little hand into his palm, held it as if comforting, also as if conveying a sense of security, "Let me make a call."
Nan Wan looked up, staring at the tall and slim figure turned away from her, only listening to his faintly spoken instructions for a few sentences, then he hung up and returned to her side.
He said to her, "Let’s go, we can go in now."
Nan Wan’s gaze skimmed past the man’s shoulder, the bodyguards outside the ward afar were on the phone, occasionally glancing in their direction with their peripheral vision.
Curling her lips into a smile, "If I had known you were this capable earlier, I wouldn’t have needed to do anything."
Mu Jin Huan half-embraced her slender waist, heading towards the ward, "Whatever you want, whatever you want to do, I will give to you."
His deep and pleasant voice wrapped in myriad strands of tenderness.
Nan Wan turned her head to look at him, at such an angle, the deep and resolute features appeared somewhat gentler.
For the first time, she felt he was no longer out of reach, but truly by her side.
The sound of the man’s leather shoes against the floor was rhythmically consistent, but what echoed in her ears were only his words, each syllable seemingly falling into her heart.
The two bodyguards still blocked the door to the ward, slightly bowed their heads, "Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu, ten minutes at most."
"Mm."
Mu Jin Huan responded with a single syllable, after which the bodyguards opened the ward door, stepped aside, politely gesturing for them to enter.
The woman on the hospital bed, Du Ruo, was asleep, her hair groomed by the caregiver was still tidy, holding that red string jade pendant tightly against her chest.
Still thin and pale.
Beauty lies in the bone, not in the skin.
Even appearing as if she had endured a century of vicissitudes, quietly asleep, she remained gentle and serene. It was imaginable what elegance and beauty Qing City’s socialite Du Ruo once possessed.
The socialites of that era carried elegance and poise in every gesture.
This ward seemed to hold a magic, allowing Nan Wan to forget all disturbances and even forget Mu Jin Huan’s presence.
She squatted by the bedside, gently reaching out to touch her mother’s aged face, even her breathing became very slow.
Du Ruo, originally asleep, seemed to sense something, waking from her dreams, her eyes opening in a daze and bewilderment.
The walls in the room were blindingly white, her vision still blurred, after a long while, tentatively calling out that name, "Wanwan?"
A hoarse, indistinct voice, as if it traveled across millennia.
It was like thousands of mice insects gnawing at Nan Wan’s heart, warm liquid rolled from her eyes, pooling at her chin, dripping one by one onto the floor.