novelraw Chapter 405 - 207. Before losing consciousness, two words appeared in Nan Wan’s mind: kidnapping. _2
Chapter 405 - 207. Before losing consciousness, two words appeared in Nan Wan’s mind: kidnapping. _2
After the server brought all the dishes, he took a bit of each until her bowl was piled high like a mountain. "Finish it."They were seated by the window. Just as Nan Wan picked up her chopsticks, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing by outside the window. With a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, she looked at the man opposite her and asked, "Were you the one who tipped off Huo Yihan?"
The brothers truly served well in all capacities, even meddling in matters of the heart.
Mu Jin Huan appeared a bit helpless, "I just met your sister at the restaurant entrance half an hour ago. It takes two hours to get here from downtown. If I had informed Yihan, could he have arrived so quickly?"
After getting pregnant, Mrs. Mu’s intelligence seemed to have taken a hit.
"True," Nan Wan thought for a moment. What the man said made sense. Resting her chin in her hand, she poked at the food in her bowl. "When Mo Yi liked him, he didn’t pay any attention at all, and now he’s clinging on desperately; what does that even mean?"
Some people only realize their feelings after they’ve missed the chance.
Mu Jin Huan dined elegantly, casting a meaningful glance at her before saying leisurely, "Instead of worrying about these things, you should focus a bit more on me."
Nan Wan put down her chopsticks, making a gesture of readiness to listen, "Please give an example."
The man took a sip of tea, calmly stating, "For example, which brand of shirts I wear most often, which winery’s red wine we have the most of in the cellar, which book I like, what scents I dislike... Things like that."
Mrs. Mu rolled her eyes, staying silent for a long while as if pondering the answer.
Just when Mu Jin Huan thought she wouldn’t answer any, she lifted her eyes, locking gaze with his.
"You wear J.Press shirts four times a week, we have a decent stock of red wine from Valandraud, that Pushkin poetry collection you have is quite worn, likely the one you’ve read the most, and as for scents... you don’t quite like the smell of roses, do you?"
Nan Wan’s gentle and serene features nestled with a soft smile, the subtle beauty mark at the end of her eye enlivened her expression, making her appear vibrant and alluring.
Normally perceptive Mr. Mu was momentarily lost for words.
"Right, I don’t like it," his deep black eyes filled with a hint of indulgence, his well-defined features softened by the curve of his lips, his voice deep and gentle, "At least my care wasn’t in vain."
He had merely spoken offhand; he didn’t expect her to truly know everything.
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After lunch, Mu Jin Huan turned off his phone to accompany Nan Wan for a walk.
Xu Moyi seemed out of sorts, refusing to sit in the shade of the vine chairs and instead standing out in the sun. At one or two o’clock, prime time for the autumn sun’s fiery embrace, her face turned beet red from the sun.
Nan Wan walked over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Xu Moyi hung her head, restlessly scratching her head, sighing and saying, "Our sponsor."
It’s truly a small world; Chairman Zhao’s woman turned out to be the doll-like Jiang Xiao.
An old man already halfway to the grave, and her dad was willing to send such a delicate daughter over???
Money is truly the king!
Waitstaff brought a sunshade. Mu Jin Huan took it and held it over Nan Wan’s head. "The Blue Sea and Sky project?"
Xu Moyi suddenly felt deflated, like a beaten eggplant, "Yeah, with Jiang Family investing so heavily, I don’t seem to stand a chance."’
No wonder she couldn’t arrange a meetup no matter what.
Mu Jin Huan’s face remained composed, "The Jiang Family’s capability is only about two-thirds of the Xu Family’s. In business, profit comes first. You try first, and if it’s not working, I’ll think of a way for you."
Nan Wan twisted open the bottled water in her hand and handed it to her sister, smiling to reassure her, "Have a drink, you poor thing. If you can’t manage, Mu Huan will help you."
"But I can’t always rely on my brother-in-law and third brother though," Xu Moyi’s throat was parched, taking several gulps from the bottle to soothe the dryness, her face showing distress, "I feel like I’ve upgraded from useless to useless Plus, so unhelpful."
A month’s effort, all a waste.
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Four or five bodyguards spread out on the lawn, wearing black suits. Even in a leisure setting, they remained diligent and professional in protecting their employer.
Their hands clasped behind their backs, eyes fixed straight ahead.
Chairman Zhao seemed to be teaching Jiang Xiao to play golf, but his intentions were not so pure, as his rough large hand silently slid up along her waist.
Jiang Xiao’s entire body was tense, suppressing her inner disgust, her smooth white teeth biting hard at her lip. Only the sensation of pain could force her into a light smile.