Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 318 - 173. What are you messing around with in the middle of the night without sleeping_3

Xu Moyi clung to Nan Wan’s arm, blinking her eyes and acting coy, "Sister..."Nan Wan felt a bit troubled, "What about Barton then?"

They couldn’t very well take a dog to dinner.

Xiao Ran spoke up just in time, "The restaurant is run by a friend of mine, we can have security watch over him."

Since it was their first meeting, leaving just like that wasn’t very appropriate. Plus, the giant baby had been complaining these days about how troublesome Barton was, so Nan Wan compromised.

On the way, although Xiao Ran didn’t say much, every word he spoke hit the spot for Xu Moyi.

The atmosphere was very pleasant.

After arriving at the restaurant and handing Barton to the security, the three of them had just stepped onto the stairs when a familiar voice sounded behind them, "Oh, what a coincidence."

Xu Moyi’s body stiffened, her smile froze at the corners of her lips, and Xiao Ran turned to look at her.

Huo Yihan’s voice came so suddenly that Nan Wan lost her footing, and before she knew it, she was pulled into an embrace with a hint of mint scent.

In her ear was a voice scolding her with affection, "How many times have I told you to watch your step?"

In front of others, Nan Wan certainly wouldn’t push him away and just responded softly.

Xu Moyi turned around, her gaze briefly sweeping past Huo Yihan, who seemed to be smiling but not really, forcing a dry curve at the corner of her mouth, "Brother-in-law, are you here to see my sister?"

Mu Jin Huan, with his arm around Nan Wan’s waist in an intimate manner, didn’t answer Xu Moyi’s question but said, "We haven’t eaten either, let’s join you."

Xu Moyi instantly felt overwhelmed, "Um..."

Xiao Ran patted Xu Moyi’s head, the smile in his eyes was very comforting, "It’s a big private room, five people won’t be crowded."

Xu Moyi’s mind was filled with the man’s seemingly smiling eyes, somewhat absent-minded, "...Oh, then let’s eat together."

In Huo Yihan’s eyes, it was as if this usually fiery-tempered woman turned into a meek little rabbit in front of her fiancé, docile as soon as someone patted her head.

The hand in his suit pocket tightened, and those peach blossom eyes held a roguish and refined smile, with coldness and mockery hidden perfectly within.

"When did Young Master Xiao return to the country?"

"Didn’t return long ago," appearing unaware of Xu Moyi’s unease, Xiao Ran naturally wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "President Mu, President Huo, it’s cold outside, Moyi is still recovering from a cold, let’s go inside and talk."

Mu Jin Huan nodded, "Alright, Wanwan is afraid of the cold."

When sitting in the private room, for a moment, Huo Yihan wondered if he had lost his mind.

When did others become couples while he became the third wheel?

Mu Jin Huan, browsing the menu, softly asked the woman next to him, "What would you like to eat?"

Nan Wan leaned back in her chair, her hand under the table held by the man’s, unable to break free after several tries, she had to give up.

She replied faintly, "I ate in the afternoon, not very hungry, you guys order."

The table was round, Xu Moyi sat on Nan Wan’s right side, but she kept her head down, holding the teacup, seemingly lost in thought, not noticing Mu Jin Huan’s small gestures.

Mu Jin Huan ordered some of Nan Wan’s usual favorite dishes, then closed the menu, his rough fingertip slowly caressing the smooth skin on the back of Nan Wan’s hand.

His face was as calm as usual, "Young Master Xiao, how long are you planning on staying here this time?"

Xiao Ran smiled and looked at Xu Moyi beside him, answering with a meaningful implication, "You’ll have to ask Moyi."

"Huh?" Xu Moyi, hearing her name, looked up in confusion, "What did you say? I didn’t catch that."

Huo Yihan lazily leaned against the back of his chair, turning his slim phone with his slender fingers.

He looked casually at Xu Moyi, who appeared bewildered, and said unhurriedly, "Mr. Xiao is asking you when you’ll agree to marry him."

Xiao Ran smiled gently, not denying it.

Xu Moyi awkwardly shifted her gaze, pretending not to hear anything, murmuring quietly, "I’m starving, can the food come any faster?"

Was she bothering him somehow to warrant such a bitter tone?

Xiao Ran’s eyes were full of indulgence, not minding Xu Moyi’s evasion.

Huo Yihan took it all in, merely giving an inscrutable chuckle.

The dishes were served quickly, as Nan Wan and Xu Moyi mostly stayed silent, leaving the three men to chat leisurely at the table.

Mu Jin Huan’s attention was mainly on Nan Wan, helping her taste the dishes, serving them to her, even pouring tea for her personally.

Halfway through the meal, Xiao Ran received a phone call, and when he returned to the private room, his previously gentle demeanor was gone.

Xu Moyi noticed his change, asking, "What’s wrong?"

Xiao Ran picked up the suit jacket draped over the chair, not hiding anything from her, "My mom’s had a heart attack; she’s currently in the hospital undergoing emergency treatment."

Upon hearing this, Xu Moyi was shocked, quickly putting down her chopsticks, "Which hospital? I’ll go with you."

As she spoke, she was already grabbing her bag, but didn’t notice her footing, and her knee hit the chair hard.

The pain made her take a sharp breath, crouching and unable to stand.

Even though Huo Yihan was the farthest from Xu Moyi, he was the first to react, and when Xiao Ran was pushed up against the wall, his eyes no longer just held concern for his mother.

Huo Yihan lifted her from the ground onto the chair, crouching down, pulling up Xu Moyi’s jeans, "Are your eyes just here to look pretty?"

Although his tone was irritable, his movements were gentle.

Xu Moyi, in pain, had tears coming out of her eyes, leaving her with no energy to retort, only managing to speak to Xiao Ran first, "Xiao Ran, you go ahead, I’ll find you later."

"Young Master Xiao, please head to the hospital with peace of mind; we’ll take Moyi home," the usually reticent Mu Jin Huan spoke up in a timely manner.

Xiao Ran withdrew his gaze from the two of them, politely thanking, "Then I’ll trouble President Mu."

But before leaving, he glanced back once more.

Two days ago, Xu Moyi had fallen, and the spot she hit now was exactly where the skin had been scraped, making the pain worse, especially with the tight jeans rubbing against the wound.

"Ahhh! It hurts so much, can’t you be gentler?"

"Serves you right," Huo Yihan said expressionlessly, holding her leg in place, "What are you moving for, thinking it feels thrilling to be disabled so you want to try it out?"

A scabbed knee could even get busted open, showing just how anxious she was...

Xu Moyi didn’t want to talk to him, turning her head to look at Nan Wan, "Sister..."

Nan Wan chuckled and rubbed her head, "You won’t be crippled, he’s just scaring you."

Xu Moyi, "..."

Inner silent scream: Of course, I know that!!!! What I meant was, sister, haven’t you been a ’white-robed angel’ for so many years, shouldn’t you have some occupational sensitivity by now? Shouldn’t you rush over to help and check on me?

Nan Wan bent down to pick up Xu Moyi’s bag from the floor, hanging it around Huo Yihan’s neck, calmly said, "I saw a pharmacy across the street just now, take her over there, disinfect it and buy a band-aid."

Huo Yihan didn’t say anything, and although Xu Moyi was reluctant, the pain was so intense that neither of them showed any sign of helping her. So she could only hold onto Huo Yihan’s arm and hobble outside.

Huo Yihan, finding her one-legged hopping an eyesore, simply hoisted her onto his shoulder. In the crowded lobby, Xu Moyi felt more embarrassed than ever, biting her lip and pinching him hard.

"Do you believe I won’t throw you down?" Huo Yihan winced, frowning as he threatened.

Everyone was watching them, Xu Moyi’s ears turned bright red, covering her face, gritting her teeth as she urged, "Can you walk faster?"

She was so unlucky!

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Only two people were left in the private room.

Before Nan Wan could get up, Mu Jin Huan had already moved, lifting her onto the table directly.

He had long known that as soon as Xu Moyi left, she would want to go as well, so he cleared the tableware away in advance, ready for the situation.

His hands fixed the woman’s body in place, while his tall body squeezed into the limited space**, making any movement only bring her closer to his chest.

With a deep and amused voice, he asked, "Haven’t you always looked down on Yihan, yet here you are switching sides?"