novelraw Chapter 290 - 165. Lu Li said on the award ceremony live broadcast, ’Wanwan is the most wonderful girl in the world.
Chapter 290 - 165. Lu Li said on the award ceremony live broadcast, ’Wanwan is the most wonderful girl in the world.
Mu Jin Huan wrapped his arm around Nan Wan’s waist, taking two steps back with her. When he looked at Mu Jinqian, his dark eyes regained their calmness and distance, though the latter was not so apparent.He answered faintly, "Just arrived, we’re about to go in."
Mu Jinqian glanced at the seemingly awkward Nan Wan, with an expression of understanding but chose not to expose it, "Then you two go in first, I’ll park the car in the garage."
"Okay," Mu Jin Huan responded, then put his arm around Nan Wan’s waist and took long strides toward the yard.
The snow had stopped again for a while. The snow accumulated in the yard from last night hadn’t been cleared, crunching underfoot.
There was also a snowman, obviously the handiwork of the little Mu Qingqing.
Nan Wan sensed the change in the man’s mood beside her and proactively linked her arm with his.
Mu Jin Huan turned his head, seeing the gracefully smiling Mrs. Mu, so he smiled as well.
Cheng Shihong and Mu Libei were in the living room watching cartoons with their granddaughter, when they heard the servant at the door call out, "Second Young Master, Second Young Madam."
Looking over, they saw the two people they had been waiting for finally coming into view.
When Nan Wan greeted them, Cheng Shihong just nodded and then instructed the servant to make tea.
Still indifferent, but much better than her initially condescending demeanor, it had improved a lot.
Mu Libei stood up and patted Mu Jin Huan’s arm, lovingly and gently, "The meal is ready. Once Jinqian comes back, we can eat. You two sit for a while first."
Mu Jin Huan responded with a "Hmm."
Despite Mu Qingqing being young, her memory wasn’t bad. To this day, she still harbored resentment toward Mu Jin Huan for sending her back to the Mu Family early.
She arrogantly gave Mu Jin Huan a ’hmph’ and ignored him, but when she looked at Nan Wan, she switched to a cute and soft expression, "Auntie, come over here. This cartoon is really good."
Nan Wan smiled warmly, "Okay."
After parking the car and entering, Mu Jinqian scooped up his daughter who was clinging to Nan Wan acting coquettishly, "Do you want to eat or watch cartoons?"
Both were things that little Qingqing found hard to part with.
But clearly, in a food lover’s world, delicious food takes precedence, "I want to eat."
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The atmosphere at this reunion dinner was much better than Nan Wan had expected.
Mu Libei remembered every one of his younger son’s preferences, Mu Jinqian shared some interesting hospital stories, and Mu Qingqing found more enjoyment in listening than eating, frequently erupting in a bell-like laughter.
Even Cheng Shihong, usually so aloof and superior, picked a rib for Mu Jin Huan. Even though he didn’t eat it, she showed no sign of displeasure, nor did she change her expression; she continued eating with her usual grace.
Her attitude toward Nan Wan remained lukewarm, occasionally asking a few perfunctory questions about work, without engaging in much conversation, apparently just going through the motions.
Out of the sight of others, the man sitting beside her held her left hand, which rested on her lap, with his warm, dry hand, squeezing it gently before letting go.
When she turned to look at him, he happened to look back, needing no words—his gaze was enough.
Mu Libei noticed all this, and his heart was full of contentment, smiling lightly as he served his wife some food.
After the meal, Mu Jinqian looked out the window and said to the two, "The snow is quite heavy now, driving might not be safe. Why not wait until it lightens up a bit before you leave?"
Mu Jin Huan didn’t reply immediately but turned to Nan Wan to ask for her opinion.
Outside, the snowflakes were swirling with no sign of slowing down. Retracting her gaze, Nan Wan looked at Mu Jin Huan and smiled lightly, "It’s still early, let’s sit for a while."
Mu Jin Huan didn’t say much, just responded with a "Hmm," and then took Nan Wan to sit on the sofa opposite the Mu couple.
Mu Qingqing pulled Nan Wan to sit on the fluffy carpet to play with Lego. Nan Wan wasn’t very familiar with children’s toys, so in the end, Qingqing was the one teaching her.
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After turning on the TV, Mu Jinqian patted Mu Jin Huan’s shoulder and asked, "Since we’re idle, should I get the chess from the study and you can play a couple of games with Dad?"
With the sound from the TV, the living room became much livelier.
Mu Jin Huan glanced at the woman who was helplessly sitting on the carpet, wrapped around by little Qingqing. He frowned slightly and replied faintly, "No, we’ll sit for a while and then leave."
"The snow is so heavy that it won’t stop anytime soon. Jinqian, go upstairs and get it," Mu Libei said, putting down his teacup, his slightly aged face kind and gentle, "I just happen to have a craving for chess. Mu Huan, accompany me for a couple of games."