Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 386 - 198. The heroine of the engagement banquet did not appear throughout the event. _2

The cold and resolute features softened. He stood up, walked out from behind the desk, half-sat on the table, and naturally wrapped her into his embrace, "Why did you come over?"His large hand gently caressed the woman’s stomach. Through the thin summer clothes, he seemed to feel the little one inside moving mischievously.

Nan Wan had walked a lot today and was indeed a bit tired. She leaned lazily against him, her eyebrows soft and gentle, "I was on the way. I felt good after seeing Mom, so I came to pick you up from work. Do you still have work to do?"

The faint scent of lilies lingered at the tip of his nose, and the fatigue in Mu Jin Huan’s eyes faded a little. His voice was soft and mellow, "Once I finish replying to this email, we can go home."

Nan Wan nodded, moved herself out of the man’s embrace, walked over to the sofa, sat down, and casually picked up a magazine to flip through, "Hurry up. I’m hungry."

"Ten minutes."

She couldn’t drink coffee, so Mu Jin Huan had the secretary bring in two cups of tea.

The office was very quiet, with only the sound of typing on the keyboard.

Steam wafted upwards, blurring the man’s features. Nan Wan watched for a while, then looked away.

From when she opened the magazine to when Mu Jin Huan finished replying to the email, she had stayed on the same page.

Hearing footsteps, Nan Wan looked up at the man’s tall and straight figure approaching her and asked, "Are you done?"

Mu Jin Huan leaned over, his rough palm cupping the woman’s small face, gently and tenderly kissing her lips.

After the kiss, he wrapped his arm around her waist to help her stand up, his eyes gentle, "Yes, let’s go home."

Nan Wan looked at the man’s profile. Her lips parted as if to speak, but she said nothing in the end.

Mu Jin Huan was such a perceptive person that he quickly sensed her unusual emotions. After the elevator door closed, he pressed her shoulder, turning her body ninety degrees so they stood face to face.

His dark eyes deep like a serene pool, "Did you, by any chance, see Qinglu?"

If he hadn’t mentioned it, Nan Wan would have thought there was something wrong, but since he asked, the unpleasant feeling in her heart diminished significantly.

"Yes," her voice was very low, "When did she get sick?"

Mu Jin Huan’s handsome face remained calm as always, without a hint of fluctuation. His voice was level and unperturbed, "Back when she was still in Qing City. It’s just that the illness wasn’t severe at the beginning, so it wasn’t discovered. It was only when she hurt someone two months ago that I realized. Sheng Boyan is an expert in mental illness, and Qinglu comes every week for treatment. The reason I didn’t tell you is that I didn’t want you to worry about these messy things. Are you upset, hmm?"

Lately, he’s been so busy that he actually forgot today was the scheduled appointment.

The man’s explanation didn’t sound wrong, and Nan Wan found no grounds to cause trouble even if she wanted to. She replied softly, "I’m not angry."

It was just that from the moment she saw Yu Qinglu at the sanatorium, she felt a persistent unease, like the calm before a storm, as if something was about to happen.

Mrs. Mu didn’t quarrel with him. To be honest, Mu Jin Huan was a little surprised, especially since a pregnant woman’s temper was indeed not very good.

His large hand clasped her hand, intertwining their fingers. His gaze was gentle and indulgent, "You’re so good. I’ll reward you when we get home."

Nan Wan suppressed the restlessness in her heart, looked up at him, "Thank you for the compliment."

The dimples formed a shallow smile, beautiful and breathtaking. Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly, filled with starlight.

Mu Jin Huan couldn’t resist and leaned in to kiss her lips.

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October 1st was Xu Moyi and Xiao Ran’s engagement day.

Nan Wan was eight months pregnant. Recently, she had a good appetite and had put on some weight, finally looking more like a pregnant woman.

But she had been originally slim, so even with a few extra pounds, her limbs remained slender. With the puffed dress she wore, others couldn’t tell from behind that she was already eight months pregnant.

Out of courtesy, she wore light makeup, her long hair loosely pinned at the back. The red bean gemstone pendant lay on her delicate collarbone, reflecting a beautiful luster under the warm yellow light.

After changing clothes in the dressing room, Mu Jin Huan returned to the master bedroom, glanced at the woman’s exposed slim arms and legs, and frowned, "Are you cold?"

Autumn arrived later in Qing City than in other cities, but the night temperature was still somewhat low.

Nan Wan was tidying her hair in front of the vanity mirror. The so-called beauty that’s unstructured yet cohesive was probably how she looked right now, "Not cold at all. Do you want me to wrap up like a dumpling to attend the party?"

Casual and completely unaware.

Thus, Mr. Mu’s frown deepened, and he found a shawl in the wardrobe, walked behind the woman, and draped it over her shoulders.