novelraw Chapter 433 - 216. Huo Yihan had two ribs broken.
Chapter 433 - 216. Huo Yihan had two ribs broken.
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan paused her playful actions with the child and turned her head to look at him.Unlike the scorching summer days, the sunlight in this season seemed to be filtered through a finely woven mesh, warm but without aggression.
It had rained last night, making the light even softer.
Though the old Mu Family residence wasn’t located in the city, it wasn’t exactly remote either, surrounded by a sporadic collection of villas.
The roadsides were lined with French plane trees, each as thick as two people, creating a perfect shady pathway in summer.
In winter, however, the scene was bleak with leaves falling, leaving only branches to block a few rays of sunlight.
As the car moved, scattered beams of light fell through the windows, etching the man’s chiseled profile. His deep features remained handsome, but... his brows were slightly furrowed.
Nan Wan blinked her eyes.
Really? This jealousy came out of nowhere.
Looking at him with a teasing smile, "In the hospital, there are so many young girls with pink bubbles around their heads for Director Mu, you can’t even count them with ten fingers twice. I haven’t paid any extra attention to anyone, is it possible to play by-the-rules behind the scenes?"
With a beautiful person like a poppy hidden in one’s heart, how could one act recklessly?
Mu Jin Huan let out a cold, inexplicable snort and said leisurely, "Compared to me, Mrs. Mu seems to trust my elder brother’s character more."
The sour air seemed to thicken.
"Let’s not talk about this Lu Yao first," Nan Wan smirked, calm and collected, "as far as I know, in the past thirty years, elder brother has only truly pursued Shen Zhimei."
As for Mr. Mu, well, that’s hard to say.
There was the sister Ji who broke into his life at his loneliest, the fiancée from commercial marriage alliances, and Yu Qinglu who was infatuated with love...
When the name Yu Qinglu appeared in her mind, Nan Wan paused momentarily.
Upon hearing her words, Mu Jin Huan’s already displeased face instantly darkened, "Did I ever have any unclear relationships with any woman?"
Nan Wan leaned against the passenger seat, looking down at Mu Yan, who was now playing with his fingers after eating and drinking, with soft and beautiful eyes.
She deliberately stretched her tone, "No, no, how could elder brother compare to you."
This response was quite half-hearted.
As a result, Mu Jin Huan’s stern and firm face sank a degree further.
Nan Wan’s mood inexplicably improved, her eyes curved, dimples faint on her cheeks, with all her delicate features bathed in the sunlight.
It seemed she had let go of all the pain from last night.
Including those youthful days long gone and unseen, including Lu Li.
...
Aunt Zhou was injured too seriously and remained in a semi-awake and semi-conscious state. Currently, the two servants taking care of them at North Shore Villa were the most attentive ones chosen by Madam Mu from the old house.
After Nan Wan coaxed her son to sleep, Mu Jin Huan carried her back to the bedroom, "That baby crib is so small. Are you really trying to squeeze in with him?"
If he hadn’t carried her, this woman wouldn’t have any self-awareness.
Nan Wan was tucked into the covers, her long black hair spread out like seaweed. She lay on her side, looking at him with a light smile, "Then let Jiu Jiu sleep with us."
Jiu Jiu was Mu Baobao’s nickname.
It was given by little Qingqing, who insisted that everyone must use it. Criticism and objections were met with no response; she ignored them completely.
Jiu Jiu, forever.
Mu Jin Huan turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a bedside lamp, and returned to the bed.
With long fingers, he unbuckled his belt, casually threw his bathrobe at the end of the bed after taking it off, and glanced at her faintly, "He’s dreaming."
No matter the season, he disliked sleeping with clothes on. Upon taking off his bathrobe, his well-defined chest was fully exposed to the air, along with his perfect pelvis, exuding a strong male hormone aura.
The room was well-heated, so even wearing a thin nightgown didn’t feel cold.
Nan Wan discreetly inched back, "No, I’m hot. Could you stay a little farther away?"
Oh God, please don’t tease me at this moment.
"Feeling hot?" Seeing the unusual flush on Nan Wan’s cheeks, Mu Jin Huan seemed to grasp something and curved his lips.
He reached over with a long arm, pulling the nearly edge-of-the-bed Nan Wan back, then turned over onto her, supporting himself with his elbow on the bed, trapping her in a small space.
The temperature in his deep black eyes began to rise gradually, his voice irresistibly sexy, "What’s on Mrs. Mu’s mind, hmm?"