novelraw Chapter 287 - 164. Nan Wan’s face turned crimson, ’You… don’t mess up my makeup!
Chapter 287 - 164. Nan Wan’s face turned crimson, ’You… don’t mess up my makeup!
Yu Qinglu propped her elbows on the bar, chin resting on her dangerously swaying head, eyes glazed with intoxication, "Do you know me? We seem to have never met."
Nan Huaiyu, Nan Wan’s half-brother, with Nan Ze unconscious and Chengzhi gradually relinquishing power, he held almost the entire Mu Family in his hands.
Why did he seek her out?
Nan Huaiyu ordered a cocktail suitable for women from the bartender and then sat down beside Yu Qinglu, answering meaningfully, "I not only know you, we are also friends."
Yu Qinglu did not deny that this man was very charming, his every move perfectly exhibiting the elegance of high society and an innate evil.
But she couldn’t quite understand his words, "What do you mean?"
"Having a common enemy makes us friends," Nan Huaiyu explained with a smile, pushing the drink the bartender made in front of Yu Qinglu, "Have a taste."
Yu Qinglu glanced at the blue liquid in the glass and chuckled lightly, her voice indifferent, "I left Qing City ten years ago, just came back recently, how could I have any enemies?"
This man was very dangerous, like the coldest specter from hell, once entangled with him, there was no escape.
Nan Huaiyu brushed aside the hair sticking to her face and told her directly, "You want Mu Jin Huan, I want Nan Wan."
When Yu Qinglu heard that this man wanted Nan Wan, her pupils shrank in shock, sobering her up a bit.
Nan Huaiyu smiled maliciously and continued to state slowly, "You alone can’t stir much trouble, at most, you can only arouse Mu Jin Huan’s sympathy and guilt, while I... have both means and power, and the same goal as you, making me your best choice."
A forbidden romance...
Yu Qinglu’s drunken eyes slowly welled up with a smile, her alcohol-flushed cheeks revealing seductive charm.
Only by understanding a person can you strike accurately and ruthlessly, each cut fatal.
Her hand stretched out, fingers climbing up the man’s shirt buttons, her voice soft, "You want to help me?"
Heat sparked in Nan Huaiyu’s dark eyes.
With a wicked smile, he grasped the woman’s hand, brought it to his lips for a light kiss, correcting her, "It’s mutual benefit."
Half an hour later, outside the hallway of a room on the second floor of Night Charm, there were two entangled figures, seemingly too impatient to wait and starting their intimacy at the door.
Tang Chengmo let out a cold laugh, rounding the corner and dialing a number.
In the hospital’s intensive care unit, the boy on the bed had a pale face, eyes closed in a comatose state, breathing very weak.
Bai Ruoshu sat in the chair, reciting her brother’s favorite novel, her palm unconsciously stroking her lower abdomen.
The vibration from her pocket phone sounded, she glanced at the screen and then hung up, continuing to read the words from the book.
However, the vibration insistently sounded again and again, as if it would continue until she answered; she couldn’t turn off the phone, so she had no choice but to step out of the ward to answer it.
This floor housed all critical patients, so she spoke very quietly, "Mr. Tang, what do you want with me?"
In the luxurious room, not a light was turned on, Tang Chengmo stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the falling snow outside.
His handsome face showing no expression, his voice taunting, "Didn’t you two register your marriage? The pregnancy is just a few days old, and you can’t keep the man?"
Upon hearing his words, Bai Ruoshu’s gentle brows flickered, but her voice remained calm, "What does that have to do with you?"
When her brother was pushed into the operating room for rescue, she was almost driven mad by fear, but couldn’t reach Nan Huaiyu no matter how hard she tried.
She should have realized earlier...
"What he can give you, I can too, and more," Tang Chengmo paused, "Why can’t it be me?"
No longer ridicule, but... loneliness.
Bai Ruoshu was silent for a long time before saying, "I still have things to do, I’ll hang up now."
Tang Chengmo didn’t call back, and she sat on the hallway bench for a long, long time, her mind utterly blank, nothing inside.
Only when the chill seeped into her bones did she return to the ward and reopened that novel, reading word by word.
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It was already eleven o’clock, yet the man working in the study didn’t seem to have any intention of going back to sleep.
Nan Wan turned off the movie still playing on the tablet, went downstairs to make a cup of tea, and walked into the study carrying the teacup.
Mu Jin Huan raised his head from a pile of documents, reflexively turning on the heater, his brows still furrowed, "Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?"