Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 366 - 190. Nan Ze pushed the person into the bathroom, ’Let’s shower together.’ _3

He lowered his head and kissed those slightly swollen lips, every movement assertive yet gentle.The room was filled with hazy warmth, alluring and tender.

...

The man’s brows showed satisfaction after a feast, and he asked leisurely, "Is my body alright now, or should we check it again?"

Shen Zhimei glanced at him weakly, the flush on her face not yet faded, giving her gaze a unique charm, seemingly coquettish but not.

Unable to resist, Nan Ze turned over again, and Shen Zhimei, frightened, quickly raised her hand to block the man’s lips that were about to descend, her voice unsteady and face flushed, "No... no need."

If it happened again, she might have to lie down at work tomorrow.

Nan Ze raised an eyebrow, held her soft, boneless hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss, his voice deep and smiling, "Aren’t you going to sleep? What are you staring at me with those big, watery eyes for?"

Shen Zhimei feigned anger, sat up, and bit his chin, her tone unfriendly as she retorted, "What do you think?"

Not letting her go, nor prepared to tell her what happened?

Upon hearing this, Nan Ze gazed intently at the woman’s delicate face, and after a moment, leaned back against the headboard, wrapping his arm around her body.

The rough pad of his finger slowly caressed the woman’s shoulder as he recounted everything that happened tonight from start to finish.

"Oh my god..." Shen Zhimei struggled to calm down, only knowing about Nan Huaiyu’s lineage before, unaware of the rest, "When did you find out?"

Nan Ze’s free hand reached to the nearby cabinet, intending to take out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, but realizing it was the bedroom and she disliked the smell of smoke, he withdrew his hand after touching the cigarette box.

His deep features remained calm and composed, with no visible emotional fluctuations, "A year ago."

A year ago...

Calculating roughly, it was around the time before and after his car accident.

After a silence, Shen Zhimei’s heart settled down, and she leaned into his embrace of her own accord, whispering, "So, it’s because you found out about those things that Nan Huaiyu tampered with your car."

It was a statement, not a question.

"Kind of," Nan Ze reached out to turn off the light, pulling her into his arms, "Sleep."

Since fate had given him a chance to live, he would take everything back.

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Nan Chengzhi stayed in the intensive care unit for four days before being transferred to a general ward out of danger. The one speaking for the Nan Family remained Nan Huaiyu, while Nan Ze showed no signs of urgency to return to the Nan Family.

The stock had fallen to a dreadful level, with senior executives frequently holding meetings without finding any solutions, grievances and dissatisfaction mounting, yet no one qualified to remove Nan Huaiyu from his position.

No matter what the outside world said, Mu Jin Huan and Nan Ze remained composed and patient, knowing that acting prematurely would significantly reduce their gains.

Nan Wan wouldn’t get involved in these matters. Mu Jin Huan also disliked her worrying unnecessarily, ensuring she ate properly every day, and even with many business affairs, he returned home on time.

In the evening, Mu Jin Huan was handling business in his study, while Nan Wan nestled on the sofa reading a magazine. The phone vibrated, and after glancing at the screen, Mu Jin Huan put down the mouse and answered the call.

A slightly hoarse voice spoke at the other end, "Brother, I want to divorce Gu Shaozhi."

In just a few seconds, the Arabic numerals in Mu Jin Huan’s mind were replaced by those words, and he asked in a deep voice, "Wanwan, what happened?"

The man’s voice was unusual, and Nan Wan instinctively looked toward the desk, but the dim lighting made it hard for her to see clearly.

On the other end, Ji Wanxia stood in front of a tombstone, gazing blankly at the photo on it, her face pale and bloodless, "Brother, I can’t continue with him."

After saying this, it seemed she exhausted all her strength.

Mu Jin Huan didn’t ask further, "I’ll come over."

After hanging up, Nan Wan didn’t have time to speak before he dialed another number, his voice indifferent as he ordered, "Get me the soonest ticket to An City. Yes, tonight. Bring the car to North Shore Villa within forty minutes."

Mu Jin Huan’s handsome, angular face was expressionless, his dark eyes like a calm surface hiding a roaring abyss that could swallow a person whole.

He got up, walked to the sofa, bent down, cupped the woman’s face in his hands, and placed a soothing kiss, his voice low, "I’m going to An City for a bit, I’ll be back soon. I don’t trust leaving you alone, so I’ll have Liu An take you to stay at the Mu Family for a few days."

It was a consultative tone, but also carried an unrefutable firmness.