Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 441 - 218. The woman sitting on the hospital rooftop seems like she might jump down at any moment. _4

He raised his hand, tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear, and secured it, his voice low and warm, "Have you eaten anything?""I had a piece of cake," Nan Wan shrugged out of the man’s embrace, holding his arm as they walked toward the car, "It’s so cold, will it rain tomorrow?"

This winter, there was no snow in Qing City.

Mu Jin Huan opened the car door, waited for her to get in, then walked around to the other side.

He enveloped her in his arms, "Even if it rains, I’ll go to the sanatorium with you."

Every weekend, Nan Wan would visit her mother, sometimes bringing Jiu Jiu, sometimes going alone, but more often than not, Mu Jin Huan accompanied her.

Her cold hand was wrapped in the man’s warm palm, dispelling the chill from outside; Nan Wan tilted her head, leaning on his shoulder. Thɪs chapter is updated by N0veI.Fiɾe.net

Since the night she met him, it had all felt like a dream.

If this really is a dream, then she didn’t want to wake up.

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The store had dozens of dresses in stock, and the attendants had shown them all to Mr. Mu, but nothing seemed to satisfy him.

The attendant felt a bit awkward.

Strapless, off-shoulder, V-neck, knee-length short styles...

Every piece was from this year’s spring haute couture series, worn by many A-list celebrities to award ceremonies.

Strangely, none caught President Mu’s eye!

Nan Wan understood what was bothering the man and teasingly said, "I’m the one wearing them, not you, so why so picky? If we keep dawdling, we might be late."

At this rate, would she have to wrap herself up like a dumpling?

Mu Jin Huan glanced at his watch; there was indeed no time to change to another store.

He lifted his gaze, giving a quick sweep over the dresses on the rack, finally pointing to the smoky purple gown on the attendant’s left, "Try this one."

The attendant, feeling a weight lifted, quickly led Nan Wan to the fitting room.

It was an off-shoulder style, with the neckline at just the right height to reveal delicate collarbones without being too revealing. The skirt flowed to two centimeters above the ankles, moving gracefully as she walked.

The ankles, barely visible, added a lively beauty.

This must be the most conservative dress in the store.

"Mrs. Mu, you have such a good aura; anyone with slightly dull skin wouldn’t be able to bring out the beauty of this dress."

Nan Wan stood before the mirror, smiled, "Thank you."

She adjusted the cuffs, gathered her slightly curled long hair, loosely tying it at the back of her head, leaving a few strands to outline her face more delicately.

She had applied light makeup before leaving; all she needed was a touch-up on her lipstick.

At the threshold between the inner and outer room were two steps, Nan Wan lifted the hem of her skirt, walking step by step to the man, twirling once with a smile, "How does it look?"

Mrs. Mu’s skin was very fair, and the smoky purple gown on her accentuated her warm and charming demeanor. When she smiled, dimples appeared on her cheeks, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of allure to her overall aura.

The dress was off-shoulder, and with her hair up, she revealed a long and beautiful swan neck.

The ruby pendant resting on her collarbone, no longer hidden by a sweater, glistened beautifully in the air.

Mu Jin Huan suddenly regretted agreeing to bring a partner to the event.

He stood up, walked around the coffee table to her, and gazed into her smiling face with deep eyes, "Very beautiful."

So beautiful he wanted to keep her hidden.

The store attendant approached the sofa with their prized possession, smiling as she asked, "Mr. Mu, how about these shoes?"

Mu Jin Huan turned his head to look and gave a simple response, "Hmm."

When the attendant placed the shoes in front of the sofa, Nan Wan walked over instinctively, sat down, and just as she was about to bend over, her hand was held by the man.

Confused, she looked up at him, "What’s wrong?"

Hadn’t he just said ’Hmm’? Did he suddenly find them unsatisfactory again?

"I’ll help you change," Mu Jin Huan leaned down, removing the flats from Nan Wan’s feet and replacing them with a pair of understated yet unique high heels.

His actions were gentle, and even his voice was, "Do they pinch?"

The charming scene of a handsome man and pretty woman made the onlooking store attendant green with envy.

"They are very comfortable," Nan Wan rose to her feet, walked a couple of steps, then took the man’s arm, "Let’s go."

Mu Jin Huan stood still, casting a discreet glance at the vast expanse of exposed skin in the air, a hint of displeasure in his low voice, "Going out like this?"

Only then did Nan Wan remember, it was February, and the temperature outside could freeze water into ice.

If she left wearing just a thin dress, she might not make it far.

The observant attendant quickly grabbed the forgotten coat on the sofa, offering it to Nan Wan, "Mrs. Mu, your coat."

"Thank you."

Before Nan Wan could extend her hand, Mu Jin Huan had already taken it, helping her put it on and buttoning it up completely.

Then he wrapped an arm around her waist and walked out of the mall.

Luckily, the car was parked at the entrance, just half a minute away, or who knows how long President Mu’s frown would last.

The heater was turned up inside the car, so it wasn’t very cold. When they arrived outside the venue for the charity event, Liu An parked the car and took the paper bag from the passenger seat as he got out.

After opening the back door, he respectfully handed the paper bag to Mu Jin Huan, "President Mu, here’s the shawl you asked for."

Shawl?

Nan Wan only took one look at the color through the bag’s opening and felt it wasn’t her style, "So ugly, what kind of taste is that?"

Liu An, "..."

Mu Jin Huan took out the shawl, wrapped his arm around her waist, and walked towards the venue entrance, following her lead, "It indeed doesn’t look good, make do for half an hour."

Liu An, "..."

Watching the couple from behind, his mouth twitched uncontrollably, he wondered if he should say something?

There was heating inside the hall, so after handing his coat to the doorman, Mu Jin Huan draped the shawl over Nan Wan’s shoulders.

A lazy voice sounded, "Long time no see, Mrs. Mu."