Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 334 - 179. So anxious, can’t wait to go back and warm the bed for a man?

Shen Zhimei’s words were like a knife directly striking Nan Wan’s heart, leaving her mind blank. "You... what did you say?"Nan Huaiyu noticed all her reactions, the corners of his lips curling into a sardonic smile.

The loud noise on the other end of the phone made Shen Zhimei frown. "Life or death unknown, you need to come quickly!"

The call was short, less than two minutes. She only said that one sentence. Nan Huaiyu pretended to be concerned and asked, "What happened?"

Nan Wan’s fingers holding the phone tightened in the darkness, her face slightly pale, not obvious under the cover of the red and green lights.

Her mind was in chaos, the bunny girls swaying their bodies in front of her became overlapping shadows, and the music turned into noise.

The pain in her heart was unbearable, the last time this happened was the day Nan Ze had the accident.

She pressed her lips together, finding her voice with difficulty, "Zhimei isn’t feeling well, I want to go check on her."

Su Zhengyu raised an eyebrow, "You haven’t given the gift yet, leaving just like this, isn’t that a bit insincere?"

Lu Li’s words during the awards live broadcast were quite interesting. The notorious third Miss of the Nan Family hadn’t had any inappropriate relations with any man, she was actually a clean girl.

Ha! Who believes that.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Nan Huaiyu took it out. The name flashing on the screen made him frown. He got up and walked to a quiet place.

He answered, "What’s up?"

A soft voice came through the phone, "I made dinner, are you coming back to eat?"

Compared to the smoky and chaotic bar, it was much more pleasant to hear.

He said two words indifferently, "Socializing."

Bai Ruoshu paused in her action of cutting the cake, and after a while, she responded, "Oh... I see, you’re busy."

The empty villa made no sound at all, like a splendid empty shell.

Bai Ruoshu, he had already said, it could be anyone, just not him.

Did you forget again?

...

Su Zhengyu stood in front of the woman, his voice particularly malicious, "In such a hurry, are you dying to go back and warm a man’s bed?"

Nan Huaiyu was absent, leaving only those rich second-generation kids watching the show around.

The strong smell of smoke and alcohol made Nan Wan a bit nauseous, her face even paler. She stepped back two steps, looking at him expressionlessly, "Honestly, I don’t owe you anything."

"For men, face is the most important," Su Zhengyu sneered, "You made me lose such face, do you really think it’s just going to pass like that?"

The engagement party only had a beginning and no end. Everyone present at that time were prominent figures in Qing City, and the Su Family was left in such a lurch by her, losing all face and respect.

Nan Wan looked at him indifferently, her back straight like a proud and beautiful peacock.

Her voice carried no excess emotion, "I didn’t fancy you even once, yet you had to come over a second time. Persevering to such a degree, what face do you still want?"

Contemptuous arrogance.

Su Zhengyu was so furious that he laughed, reaching to touch Nan Wan’s face, "Say that again if you dare, and I’ll have you right here!"

The prouder the peacock, the more it stirred a man’s desire to conquer.

"You’re just a coward who only knows how to bully women. No matter if I say it three times, it won’t change that fact," Nan Wan dodged his hand, turning sideways to walk past him.

As expected, she was stopped for the second time.

But this time, Su Zhengyu was pushed aside by Nan Huaiyu, "Young Master Su’s temper is so high, it seems the wine didn’t sit well."

Su Zhengyu glanced at him, suppressing the raging fire within, and sat back down on the sofa, smiling with a hint of animosity, "Isn’t it just the beginning?"

Nan Huaiyu didn’t respond but looked at the woman with a cold expression, "Want to leave?"

Before Nan Wan could speak, a voice interjected, "Doctor Nan, you had me searching hard for you."

Huo Yihan stood with black leather shoes, black suit pants, black shirt, aloof and noble, exuding immense pressure.

Four bodyguards followed behind him.

As he entered, the decadent scene on the round platform quieted down of its own accord.

The bodyguards stood apart, isolating the idle onlookers, as Huo Yihan walked to the two standing near the sofa, his innate indifference distinguished him.

His peach blossom eyes carried an ambiguous smile, "I have some matters with Doctor Nan, Mr. Nan, would you be so kind?"

With such a turnout, it’s far from simply asking for a favor.

A brother’s wife, not polite?

Su Zhengyu leaned against the sofa back, casually swirling a glass of red wine, looking quite interested.

But who would have expected, it wasn’t a tense standoff at all.