novelraw Chapter 296 - 167. The Mu Family’s president and sister-in-law traveled together to the United States, behaving intimately and indescribably.
Chapter 296 - 167. The Mu Family’s president and sister-in-law traveled together to the United States, behaving intimately and indescribably.
Poised and graceful, at thirty years old she still exudes a girlish charm.The man’s large hand on her lower back loosened its grip, the warmth and dryness of his palm covering Nan Wan’s hand on her lap, holding tight, then letting go.
Nan Wan turned her head, meeting the man’s deep gaze, the coldness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by the calm she knew well.
Except for those dark eyes, which were deeper than usual, nothing else seemed amiss.
She turned her head, looking directly at that bright and beautiful face, her gaze clear and serene.
Wen Wan smiled gently, "Hello, Miss Yu."
Nan Huaiyu sat on the sofa with Yu Qinglu, lazily crossing his legs, his long, narrow eyes glinting with a casual smile.
"Dad, it seems Mom isn’t feeling well, why don’t you go upstairs to check on her, and I’ll entertain our guests for you."
Although the words were directed at Nan Chengzhi, his eyes were on the woman in his arms, his long fingers playing with a strand of her hair.
Nan Chengzhi suddenly found it a bit hard to breathe, realizing his old ailment was acting up, and Nan Huaiyu’s suggestion gave him a good excuse to go upstairs to take his medication.
He stood up, struggling to maintain his voice, "You young people chat, I’ll go have a look."
After leaving this sentence, he walked toward the second floor, outwardly appearing flawless, but the hand gripping his dragon-headed cane had veins bulging, as if enduring great pain.
The servants also left, leaving only four people in the living room.
Nan Huaiyu remained in his casual manner, leisurely asking, "President Mu was staring at my girlfriend just now, do you know each other?"
Mu Jin Huan seemed to hear nothing, his deep, dark eyes like still water.
He looked down, gazing at Nan Wan beside him, his voice low and gentle, "Are you tired?"
Nan Wan pushed back the man’s sleeve, checked the time on his watch, her voice light, "It’s so late already, let’s go home."
Mu Jin Huan agreed, then wrapped his arm around Nan Wan’s waist to stand up, and on the way out, he attentively tidied her hair that was caught by the coat.
Yu Qinglu’s gaze followed the two of them; as the door closed, the smile on her face vanished cleanly, leaving only endless cold and desolation.
Nan Huaiyu, throughout it all, hadn’t looked at either of them, seemingly bored, withdrew his hand from Yu Qinglu’s shoulder.
He took out his phone from his suit pants pocket, his eyes fell on the screen, unlocking it, locking it, then unlocking it again...
Repeatedly doing so.
A few minutes later, he curved his lips and spoke in an insidious, charming tone, "Do you think they’re truly in love, or pretending?"
Yu Qinglu leaned on the sofa, wearing a soft beige sweater, her long hair tied into a gentle low ponytail, her delicate makeup making her look several years younger than her actual age.
With her head slightly lowered, the strands of hair on her forehead covered one of her eyes.
She slowly opened her mouth, "You might not understand Mu Huan, no one is worth him pretending for."
Upon hearing this, Nan Huaiyu chuckled softly, lifting her chin with his hand, speaking leisurely, "Then aren’t you quite pitiful."
Yu Qinglu brushed his hand away, saying lightly, "I’m in a bad mood, so hurry up."
She had already had the chance to turn back; if everything was in vain, then go... destroy.
"What’s the rush?" Nan Huaiyu’s lips curled sinisterly, his slow-paced tone filled with a chilling undertone, "Keep calm, wait for the best opportunity."
For hunters, impatience is the greatest taboo.
Suddenly, Yu Qinglu laughed, "Aren’t you afraid... if you keep waiting like this, Nan Ze in the hospital might wake up and take back everything that belongs to him from your hands?"
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On the surface, Nan Huaiyu didn’t seem to get angry, but his half-closed dark eyes were turbulent, like a sea enduring a violent storm, waves rolling layer upon layer.
His distinct fingers gripped the phone screen, speaking lightly, "That’s not something you should worry about."
Yu Qinglu was in a bad mood, but knowing someone felt worse than her made her feel a bit better.
The phone vibrated, she didn’t look, calmly sipping the tea the servant had freshly brewed.
She couldn’t hear what the person on the other end was saying, the call was brief, the man only said two words before hanging up, "Wait."