novelraw Chapter 434 - 216. Huo Yihan had two ribs broken.
Chapter 434 - 216. Huo Yihan had two ribs broken.
"Don’t make trouble," Nan Wan reacted quickly, raising her hand to block the man’s approaching lips, her cheeks blushing so hard they were almost bleeding.It would be a month tomorrow. She had given birth to Jiu Jiu prematurely, and her health was not good. Even if Mu Jin Huan wanted to, he wouldn’t be that beastly.
He pulled down her hand that was blocking him and pressed it onto the pillow, the curve of his lips becoming more pronounced as he teasingly said, "What did I do?"
Initially, those two in the Mu Family wanted to host a grand one-month banquet for Jiu Jiu, but Mu Jin Huan refused as soon as he heard about it. He didn’t like the noise and only planned to invite a few friends over for a simple gathering at home.
Mu Jin Huan lightly tapped his dark eyes, his chiseled features remaining unmoved, "Big brother and Lu Yao want to come. Do you think with them around, the scene would be pleasant?"
The man’s rough finger pads slowly caressed the skin behind Nan Wan’s ear. She felt a bit itchy but held still to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Big brother went through a lot for us back then. Are you just going to watch?"
In a hidden marriage, she gave birth to Qingqing and then separated for five years. She didn’t know what had happened between them, but just from Mu Jinqian’s attitude that day at the old Mu residence, it was clear it wouldn’t go as Mr. and Mrs. Mu wished.
When he opened his eyes again, Mu Jin Huan had reverted to his usual calm, though his voice was still somewhat hoarse, "Too much of anything reverses its course."
Only by clearing away the layers of mist could he know what he truly wanted.
Five years was enough for his big brother to figure it out.
Nan Wan thought about it and, indeed, in high society, reputation was everything. Back then, she was notorious, and she barely managed to marry into the Mu Family through a fake pregnancy. If it weren’t for Lu Li explaining everything at the awards ceremony, Cheng Shihong wouldn’t have changed her views of her.
Lu Yao’s situation was different. She had marriage and children, just not a good reputation.
Apart from Mu Jinqian, no one else had any say.
Adjusting to a more comfortable position in the man’s arms, Nan Wan wasn’t sleepy. She asked casually, "How is Yu Qinglu’s illness?"
She once suffered from severe depression. During that not-so-short period, she would feel like a walking corpse after each day’s work.
She felt life was so difficult, she had thought of a thousand ways to die.
If it weren’t for him, she might never have recovered.
The woman leaned further into his embrace, and Mu Jin Huan reached out to turn off the lights, lying down in the bedding with his calm, steady voice saying, "Your Senior Brother Sheng’s medical skills are quite good. There’s a sign of slow improvement."
In reality, it was getting worse day by day.
"Then..." Nan Wan had just uttered a word when her lips were blocked. The man didn’t kiss deeply, but his presence still filled her mouth.
In this quiet night, everything turned into the most bewildering hormones.
As their lips parted, Mu Jin Huan guided the woman’s soft and boneless hand downward, his voice low and sexy, "Do you want to ask, or sleep?"
When her fingertips touched that spot, Nan Wan realized and hurriedly withdrew her hand, turning around with a flushed face.
"Don’t hold me, don’t get so close to me."
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The weather was nice, and Barton was happily running around the lawn in the backyard.
The invited guests were few, and by around three o’clock, most had arrived.
Xu Moyi and Xiao Ran, Mu Jinqian and Lu Yao, Nan Ze and Shen Zhimei, and of course, Mu Qingqing and Jiashu.
The two little ones were clamoring to see their brother. Since there was no wind today, and the sunlight was warm, Nan Wan took Jiu Jiu to the backyard and placed him in the specially made baby cradle.
"Huh?" Jiashu leaned on the wooden frame of the cradle, staring at the baby without blinking, "He doesn’t seem as ugly now."
It might be because the day Jiu Jiu was born, Jiashu went to the hospital to see him. The impression was too strong back then, but now, Jiu Jiu’s wrinkly features had begun to stretch out and looked much better in comparison.
Mu Qingqing’s protective temperament kicked in, and she put her hands on her hips, glaring at Jiashu, "Nan Jiashu, you can’t call my brother ugly. If you say that, you’re saying me too!"
Jiashu initially wanted to retort, since this was also his brother, but seeing his little friend pull a long face, he thought better of it.
He pouted, "Oh, I won’t say it anymore in the future..."
From a distance, Nan Ze happened to see his son acting like a bullied wife who didn’t dare talk back. On the surface, he remained calm, seemingly unaffected by everyone’s teasing.
However, he did sprinkle an extra spoonful of salt on the chicken wings Mu Jinqian wanted.
Just his luck, Xu Moyi caught sight of it while she was preparing to sneak a bite. The moment their eyes met, she felt like she might not have long to live.
She put down the skewer she had just picked up and quickly mimed a zipping gesture over her mouth, indicating something like: Third Brother, don’t worry, my lips are sealed. Oh no, I didn’t see anything.
She let out a dry laugh, turned around, and fled the grill.
Returning to the living room, she retrieved the gift she had prepared and joined the fun with the two little ones, "Jiu Jiu, Aunty went to the temple to pray for this, hoping it would keep you healthy and growing up well."
As she spoke, she placed the amulet into the cradle.
Her hair had grown longer, styled in a bun. She wasn’t wearing makeup, and her army green cotton jacket highlighted her fair, bright skin. With a slight smile, she looked as clean and youthful as a student still in school.
Shen Zhimei, finding the smell of barbecued food unpleasant, also walked over, swinging the red string of the amulet in front of Xu Moyi, "What a coincidence, it’s exactly the same."
Jiu Jiu didn’t lack anything, so it took her a long time to figure out what to give.
The swinging motion made Xu Moyi’s eyes hurt. Annoyed, she took it over for a closer look and found it was indeed the same.
She began to play innocent, "I don’t care, I was the first to give it. You have to choose something else."
Hearing the commotion, Nan Ze glanced at Xu Moyi, and she immediately backed down, "Hehe, the same is good too. Two make for double safety."
Lu Yao, who was swinging, couldn’t help but laugh. She pushed away the plate Mu Jinqian offered, saying lightly, "Too greasy, take it away, I won’t eat it."
Mu Jinqian didn’t mind, the warmth and affection in his eyes didn’t diminish in the slightest.
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As dinner approached, Nan Wan asked Mu Jin Huan, "Isn’t Huo Yihan coming?"
Though she wasn’t particularly eager to see him either.
The temperature had dropped a bit, so Mu Jin Huan took Jiu Jiu into the living room, replying, "Hmm."
Qingqing and Jiashu, treating Jiu Jiu like a toy, followed closely behind.
Nan Wan paused, her voice remaining unchanged, "Pretty perceptive of him."
After settling his son, Mu Jin Huan glanced at Xu Moyi, who was currently rolling around with the golden retriever on the sofa, and said calmly, "Huo Yihan was beaten by his father a few days ago, breaking two ribs. He’s still lying in the hospital."
His gaze was meaningful, "I wonder who it was for."
His voice wasn’t loud, but not too soft either, just enough for everyone in the living room to hear.