novelraw Chapter 333 - 178. Mrs. Mu, your husband had a car accident. _3
Chapter 333 - 178. Mrs. Mu, your husband had a car accident. _3
President Mu knew that his wife would not let him send her, so he only instructed him to follow her car and escort her home, which he had indeed been doing recently.But today’s situation was different, so the measures had to be adapted.
Nan Huaiyu paid no attention to Liu An, his wild and evil gaze firmly fixed on the woman’s exquisite and beautiful face.
No words were needed.
Nan Wan tightened her fingers slightly to maintain her original tone, "I have something to do, don’t follow me."
Upon hearing this, Nan Huaiyu raised an eyebrow, turned and walked back to the silver sports car, opened the passenger door, resting his arm on the window, looking leisurely and lazy.
Nan Wan took a deep breath and got into his car.
Liu An was anxious, but was stopped by two security guards brought by Nan Huaiyu, "Brother, Mr. Nan is picking up his sister from work, why are you worrying?"
"Get lost!"
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Night Charm Bar.
The dim lighting created an ambiguous atmosphere, the slow jazz music elegant and noble, almost making one doubt whether the hot scene at the center was misplaced.
A hot strip show was underway on the one-meter-high round platform, with a bunny girl with a good figure casting sultry glances, her dance bold and provocative, yet she never revealed the most crucial parts.
Everywhere was enticing charm, yet also a teasing refusal.
Men unable to resist the temptation had already gathered around the platform, laughing wantonly, their words vulgar and unbearable to hear, some even directly reaching out to touch.
A small number of men sat on sofas around, casually shaking the glasses in their hands, occasionally tasting the dark red liquid in their cups.
Dignified and elegant like a deity.
As if the blood-boiling scene was the most ordinary, they viewed it with interest, but only as a spectacle.
Nan Huaiyu was one of them, as was Su Zhengyu.
One was Mrs. Mu’s half-brother, the other almost became her husband, a combination indeed amusing.
Someone with a glass approached, "Oh, isn’t this Mrs. Mu, meeting for the first time, shall we have a drink?"
Nan Huaiyu glanced at the person with an inscrutable look.
That person understood immediately, feigned a slap on his own face, flattering and ingratiating, "Look at my lack of insight, it’s Mr. Nan’s birthday today, of course Mrs. Mu’s first drink should be with Mr. Nan."
Nan Wan leaned against the sofa, her long hair tied into a low ponytail due to work, her beige shirt rendering her gentle and serene.
She said blandly, "Is that so? I didn’t know."
Nan Huaiyu chuckled softly but said nothing. That person awkwardly returned to his original spot.
From the moment Nan Wan entered, Su Zhengyu’s gaze was pinned on her, the blatant stare more nauseating than the thick tobacco smell.
Su Zhengyu sipped on expensive red wine, speaking leisurely, "Mr. Nan, if you don’t start, the brothers dare not come to toast your sister, sitting idly at such an occasion is rather boring."
Coming for a lowly performance, unexpectedly there’s a surprise gain.
Nan Huaiyu shifted his gaze from the hot strip show, looking at the woman next to him, asking, "Want a drink?"
Nan Wan expressionlessly pushed away the wine glass sent to her, "Don’t want it, not drinking, get lost."
The young men around whistled, some even clapped for her, the rhythm slow, seemingly cheering her on.
The one clapping was Su Zhengyu.
Nan Huaiyu, however, didn’t mind at all, the long black eyes filled with a lazy smile, slowly stating, "Put the phone down, Mu Jin Huan won’t be able to free himself for a while, probably can’t come to save the damsel this time."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan’s action of fumbling for her phone in her bag froze, her whole body seemed to be sealed in ice.
Su Zhengyu laughed at her state, "So many of us here, Mr. Nan is still worried about his sister being bullied?"
"Just joking," Nan Huaiyu clinked glasses with him, taking a sip of red wine.
Nan Wan’s phone vibrated in her hand, she froze for a moment before responding, bringing the phone to her face, Nan Huaiyu saw the words ’Shen Zhimei’ on the screen, pulling her back to the sofa when Nan Wan stood up.
"You can hear it, doesn’t affect anything."
Nan Wan shook off his hand, moved a seat over, answered the call, hearing Shen Zhimei’s anxious voice, "Wanwan, your husband had a car accident."