Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 427 - 214. ’President Mu, Mrs. Mu has found out about Lu Li.

She was a bit incoherent, "But it seems like I didn’t answer, the weather was so bad, I should have answered the phone and let him change the flight, but I didn’t..."Aunt Lu only has Lu Li as her relative, what should she do?

Mu Jin Huan held her tightly, his thin lips pressed against her ear, whispering over and over, "It was an accident, no one could predict it."

She found out after all, he had planned to wait until she was in better condition before telling her.

She was in great pain, he could feel it.

Nan Wan’s breathing became difficult, and her body trembled violently, "I know it was an accident, but, but I..."

It felt as if a hand was strangling her throat, the force tightening little by little, and she couldn’t speak.

The dark currents in Mu Jin Huan’s eyes grew stronger, not anger at the high school student who had told her the news, nor dissatisfaction with Liu An’s negligence, but a sense of defeat.

She was so upset, yet he could do nothing.

His rough palm found her icy hand, holding it, and soft kisses landed densely on her forehead, trying to soothe her unsettled anxiety.

His voice was subdued and deep, "Let’s take Mu Yan home first, then I’ll take you to see him, okay?"

She seemed to hear, or maybe she just nodded unconsciously.

Mu Jin Huan’s heart ached uncontrollably, he directly cradled her in his arms.

After getting in the car, he took off his coat, wrapped it around the shivering Nan Wan, and held her in his arms, instructing Liu An, "Turn the heat up to the maximum, head to the Mu Family."

"Okay," Liu An promptly complied, starting the car and controlling the speed as steadily as possible.

Along the way, the car was very quiet.

Nan Wan leaned against the man’s chest, looking at Mu Yan in the cradle with his wide eyes, her unfocused gaze gradually found its target.

The sound of Mr. Mu’s heartbeat seemed to be in her ear.

Thump... thump... thump...

The temperature in the car rose up, alleviating the discomfort from her trembling body, and her fluttering, anxious nerves gradually calmed down, though her complexion was still not good.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped outside the Mu Family villa.

Mu Jin Huan softly asked her, "Do you want to wait for me in the car, or go inside for a glass of water before going to the cemetery?"

"No, I’ll wait for you in the car," Nan Wan pulled out from the man’s arms, reaching out with her now sensible hand to take the suit jacket draped over her shoulders.

Mu Jin Huan knew what she was thinking, gently took her hand down, and then draped the jacket back over her, "I’ll take Mu Yan inside and be right back, you won’t be cold."

Nan Wan did not insist.

Mu Jin Huan took Mu Yan out of the cradle, wrapped him in a blanket, and opened the car door to walk into the Mu Family villa.

The servant sweeping leaves in the yard saw him, hurried to open the door.

The father and son were playing chess upstairs in the study, Mu Qingqing was still in kindergarten, and only Madam Mu was in the living room, "Why didn’t you call ahead? Where’s Nan Wan?"

"We have some things to do, won’t be staying for dinner, thanks..." Mu Jin Huan paused for a moment, ultimately skipping the address, "Please take care of Mu Yan for one night."

Although Madam Mu was a bit disappointed, she didn’t show it and walked over to take the child into her arms.

The sharp and shrewd look in her eyes softened, showing a rare gentleness, "Don’t worry, I raised Qingqing, taking care of Yan won’t be a problem, you go."

The newborn’s scent of milk silently softened Madam Mu’s heart.

Mu Jin Huan’s chiseled features remained calm, unchanged, "I might only come to pick him up tomorrow."

"Alright, I’ll be home," Madam Mu hoped to spend more hours with her grandson, although she visited the hospital every day, it was always through the glass, this was the first time holding him in her arms.

"Aunt Zhou’s injury is so serious, she definitely won’t be discharged anytime soon, shall I have the household maids take care of Nan Wan?"

Suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly explained, "They are all old maids who’ve been with us for over a decade, I won’t arrange any more troublesome people around you."

Zhao Ying.

If it weren’t for her, Zhao Ying wouldn’t have had any involvement with the couple, nor would those things have happened.

Mu Jin Huan’s dark eyes lowered slightly, responding faintly, "Okay."

...

The location of the cemetery was quite remote, and by the time they arrived, it was already dark.

Liu An went to a nearby flower shop to buy two bouquets of lilies, not daring to delay for even a minute, he returned to the driver’s seat, respectfully passing the flowers to the back seat, "President Mu."

Mu Jin Huan took the bouquets, his dark eyes as calm as ever, said blandly, "Leave the car keys, you can clock out."

"Alright," Liu An respectfully replied, got out of the car and walked ten meters away, then let out a big sigh of relief.