novelraw Chapter 306 - 170. She greedily wanted to give herself one more day, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow she would let him go.
Chapter 306 - 170. She greedily wanted to give herself one more day, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow she would let him go.
Mu Jin Huan leaned back on the sofa, his legs crossed, the phone spinning in circles in his palm with slow, gentle movements, elegant and inscrutable.Five minutes later, the act of playing with his phone abruptly stopped, and his distinctly jointed fingers tapped the screen, dialing Liu An’s number.
His voice was indifferent, "In twenty minutes, I need to know where the people of Nan Wan are."
"Okay, President Mu, I’ll check right away," Liu An, who was in the middle of having dinner, quickly stood up, grabbed his coat, and rushed out.
Secretary Tang bit the tip of her chopsticks and asked, cluelessly, "What happened?"
She had just gotten back; could she have a proper meal?
Liu An opened the door, sighed helplessly before leaving, and coaxed, "Mrs. Mu is causing trouble again, I have to find the person for President Mu, I can’t have dinner with you, I’ll make it up tomorrow, okay?"
Twenty minutes, he might need to ride a rocket to get it done...
Secretary Tang immediately understood, made an ’OK’ gesture, and urged him to hurry up and leave.
Tch tch, could it be that President Mu is about to torment his delicate wife?
The phone had just vibrated once when Mu Jin Huan already picked it up, his thin lips slightly parted, "Speak."
Just two words, calm before losing patience.
"President Mu, Madam is dining at Alice Restaurant," Liu An swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pinched his thigh hard, and then cautiously added, "with... with Sheng Boyan."
Outside, it was pouring rain, without thunder or lightning, as the villa’s soundproofing was excellent, so the chaotic rain sounds couldn’t be heard. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ N0velFire.ɴet
The living room was deathly silent.
Aunt Zhou, for the first time, felt an intimidating chill from this man, standing beside him with her head down, not daring to move, trying to slow her breathing.
"Send the address over."
Mu Jin Huan’s brows were composed, he gave a faint order, and after hanging up the phone, he picked up the car keys on the coffee table and headed out.
When he entered, he didn’t change shoes; there were still rain stains on his black leather shoes, yet they did not diminish their high-class appearance, making a chilling sound as they stepped on the wooden floor.
Aunt Zhou hurriedly took down the coat and handed it to him with the umbrella.
It wasn’t until the car’s tail lights disappeared from sight that Aunt Zhou heaved a sigh of relief, pacing back and forth in the living room, her heart full of anxiety and worry.
Recently, Mr. and Mrs. have had a good relationship, nothing should happen... right?
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When Sheng Boyan returned to his seat from the restroom, he paused for several seconds seeing the candelabra with an orange flame on the table, along with the roses.
Nan Wan rubbed her forehead, awkwardly explaining, "Senior, this was ordered by Sheng..."
A pearl dinner.
She couldn’t say the last four words.
Sheng Boyan regained composure, elegantly pulled out the chair and sat down, smiling helplessly, "He skipped class again?"
Nan Wan said nothing, merely pointing in the direction of Sheng Yichen with her hand.
Sheng Boyan turned around, following the angle of her finger, and indeed saw Sheng Yichen with a bandage grinning mischievously at him.
Still waving a mobile phone, mouthing the words for him to look at his phone.
Sheng Boyan turned back, took out his phone from the pocket of his suit pants, and there was an unread text message on the screen, which he clicked into.
The content was brief, just six words: Get her drunk! Win her over!
Calmly, he exited the message interface as if he had seen nothing, waved for a waiter, "Take all this away, we’ll reorder."
The waiter, although confused, still nodded politely and said, "Yes, sir."
Not far away, Sheng Yichen shook his head in a ’disappointed’ manner when he saw the roses and candles being taken away by the waiter.
Half an hour later, they switched to a table of light vegetarian dishes.
Sheng Boyan picked some celery and placed it in Nan Wan’s bowl, saying with a bright smile, "Try it, the rain might take a while longer, I’ll take you home after we eat."
"Your driving isn’t good, I wouldn’t dare let you take me," Nan Wan rested her elbow on the table, smiling faintly.
She really had no appetite, neither mood nor taste buds felt like eating.
But she still picked up her chopsticks and reluctantly ate a few bites.
Outside, the rain lessened, the night was deep, and the smile between Nan Wan’s brows gradually faded, she called out to him in a low voice, "Senior."
"Hmm?" Sheng Boyan poured her a cup of hot tea, looking up at her profile.
"Only you know," Nan Wan turned her head, the corners of her lips gradually lifted, her tone becoming light and playful, "If you don’t want your life in danger, you better forget it quickly."
In such a remote hospital, encountering an acquaintance, she was quite surprised.