Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 278 - 161. Mu Jin Huan kissed her in front of Sheng Boyan.

At that time, there were already doctors in room 1105.Sheng Boyan had no idea what was going on, but after stepping out of the elevator, he immediately saw Nan Wan sitting on the bench.

A pair of black leather shoes entered her line of sight before she could react, and a gentle voice sounded in her ear, "Since you’re here, why not go in and take a look?"

Nan Wan raised her head, her blurred vision slowly becoming clear. Seeing that it was Sheng Boyan, she couldn’t even muster a simple smile as a response.

Her voice was somewhat hoarse, "I did, and caused trouble for you."

Her clear eyes were filled with liquid, her eyes red-rimmed, with strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, barely concealing the noticeable marks.

Sheng Boyan had never seen her cry before.

His gentle face suddenly turned cold as he looked down the corridor at Mu Jin Huan. His hands by his side gradually clenched into fists, his usual calm voice turning cold, "Did he lay hands on you?"

It seemed like Nan Wan was startled by Sheng Boyan’s unfamiliar demeanor. Her wet eyes widened, and when she came to, she hurriedly explained, "No, it’s me..."

Before she could finish, Sheng Boyan strode towards Mu Jin Huan with long strides, his whole body exuding a chilling sense of murderous intent.

Obviously, to him, Nan Wan’s momentary distraction appeared as hesitation and concealment.

Mu Jin Huan hung up the phone and turned around, only to feel a fist coming at him, but the other party moved too quickly, and he was unprepared, receiving Sheng Boyan’s punch squarely.

The taste of blood filled his mouth.

"No real man would lay a hand on a woman. Has President Mu’s years of refinement been fed to the dogs?"

The voice was calm, yet it carried a long-held anger.

Mu Jin Huan rubbed his jaw, straightened up, and put his mobile phone into his suit pants pocket before looking at Sheng Boyan in front of him.

His thin lips curved into a barely noticeable smile, then he lowered his eyes, adjusting the position of the expensive watch on his wrist, and casually tidied up his cuffs.

Elegant and noble, as if dining in a five-star restaurant.

If it weren’t for the sound of his joints cracking.

When Sheng Boyan threw the punch, Nan Wan ran over immediately, inserting herself between the two men, instinctively grabbing Mu Jin Huan’s hand, veins bulging.

Mu Jin Huan, having served in the military, could almost disregard the pressure on the back of his hand, but he didn’t move.

Nan Wan, having run over, was slightly breathless, turned to Sheng Boyan to explain, "Senior brother, you misunderstood, my face wasn’t his doing."

Sheng Boyan’s cold gaze fell on the still wet face, his heart feeling like it was pricked by needles, seeping with fine pain.

She appeared to be preventing Mu Jin Huan from returning the punch, but in actuality, it was a protective stance, using her slender body to shield Mu Jin Huan behind her.

He understood, and Mu Jin Huan obviously understood as well.

"You don’t cry easily."

"My mom was awake for a moment earlier and called my name. I was probably too happy," Nan Wan continued holding Mu Jin Huan’s hand, "but she was only awake for two or three minutes, and I was caught off guard when she hit me. Really, it wasn’t him."

After calming her breath, she added, "Senior brother, I’m truly not lying, the doctor is still in the ward."

There was half a minute of silence in the corridor.

The coldness in Sheng Boyan’s eyes faded away, and he calmly looked at Mu Jin Huan behind Nan Wan, saying, "Sorry, I misunderstood."

Mu Jin Huan withdrew his hand and wrapped an arm around Nan Wan’s waist, adopting a posture that was polite yet sufficiently conveyed a sense of claiming territory.

His thin lips bore an ambiguous curve, "Doctor Sheng doesn’t seem like someone prone to impulsiveness."

Sheng Boyan stepped back two steps, resuming the demeanor of an elegant gentleman, "There are always some surprises that the brain can’t control."

Mu Jin Huan’s smile deepened.

A surprise?

Chin lifted, Nan Wan was forced to shift her gaze away from Sheng Boyan, looking puzzledly at Mu Jin Huan, whose lips curled in a complex yet unreadable way.

Without giving her time to react, Mu Jin Huan tilted his head and kissed her before she could speak.

Nan Wan’s pupils constricted sharply, clearly not expecting Mu Jin Huan to kiss her in front of Sheng Boyan.

It was an extremely passionate deep kiss, the most intimate posture between a man and a woman.

Sheng Boyan’s hand beside him clenched, then relaxed again.

He turned and walked towards room 1105, step by step.

The bodyguards at the door diverted their gaze from the couple kissing as if no one else was around, opening the door to the ward for Sheng Boyan.