novelraw Chapter 501 - 236. ’If I really have to... serve a sentence, can you promise me one thing?
Chapter 501 - 236. ’If I really have to... serve a sentence, can you promise me one thing?
Liu An, who was guarding the door, hurriedly grabbed something and followed behind Mu Jin Huan. The director in the corridor slightly nodded to Mu Jin Huan and signaled with his eyes for the subordinates to clear the area.The police, having received the order, would not look where they shouldn’t, and they orderly entered their respective offices.
Mu Jin Huan didn’t take the elevator but chose to use the stairs, descending from the fourth floor to the first, passing through the reception hall, going down ten steps, and then crossing a flat area in front of the police station.
After leaving the police station, he didn’t carry Nan Wan directly to the car but walked steadily on the sidewalk instead.
Liu An felt a sourness in his heart, turned his gaze away, and then drove, following behind Mu Jin Huan at a proper distance.
During the summer night, walking on the path filled with plane trees, you could still hear the chirping of insects and birds. If it were daytime, the dappled shadows of the trees would fall on the ground, and the speckled sunlight might be a bit dazzling, but it’s a unique beauty of summer.
It seems like it’ll rain tomorrow; right now, the wind is blowing, and the plane tree leaves are rustling against each other, making a ’rustle rustle’ sound.
Nan Wan leaned against the man’s chest, slightly raising her head to look at him. From this angle, the man’s facial contours appeared a bit more aloof and stern.
Actually, this is the original indifferent and detached appearance of Mr. Mu.
Except when she deliberately made him angry, most of the time, he was gentle, especially in front of An Ge, because Nan Wan told him that daughters should be spoiled.
Nan Wan seemed to clearly remember the scene when she first encountered him outside the bar.
She was drunk beyond reason, ’hit’ by his car and fell to the ground, failed to blackmail and ended up being teased, and owed him a debt in the end.
That was a long-planned encounter.
The angular contours, deep unfathomable black eyes.
From the first glance, she knew that this enigmatic man had built a fortress in his heart, where only he resided. Although there was a barely noticeable curve to his lips when he looked at her, that smile never reached his eyes.
Unknowingly, he had changed so much for her...
The void in Nan Wan’s chest kept growing, from the size of a needle to something immeasurable now, silently expanding.
Her fingertips tentatively reached out to touch the man’s chin. Thankfully, she could still feel his warmth.
Nan Wan forced herself not to think about the glaring, terrifying blood, focusing only on him, her pale lips slightly parted as she softly asked, "Are you tired?"
It seemed as if they had been walking for a long time.
If this path takes a lifetime to walk, it would be perfect.
"I’m not tired," his cool fingers brushed her chin, bringing a ticklish sensation. Mu Jin Huan looked down at her, the darkness between his brows disappearing in an instant as he lowered his gaze.
There was a pampering curve to his lips, and he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "As long as you want me to carry you, I will, okay?"
Nan Wan smiled faintly, "I really would love that, but at this rate, we probably won’t get home until tomorrow morning. Are you trying to starve me?"
Her pretending to be angry added some vitality to her otherwise pale and colorless face.
Mu Jin Huan paused, humbly seeking Mrs. Mu’s opinion, "Should we get in the car then?"
His deep eyes focused attentively on Nan Wan, so she continued smiling, the curve at her lips growing larger, and even the faint beauty mark at the corner of her eye seemed to glow with brightness.
"If you could borrow a plane, that would work too."
Mrs. Mu teased with a playful jest, while Mr. Mu played along, "Not possible for now, I’ll buy you one another day."
Liu An saw Mu Jin Huan, walking on the sidewalk, stop and turn in this direction. He quickly parked the car, then hurriedly got out to open the backseat door.
After President Mu placed Mrs. Mu in the back seat and walked around to get in on the other side, Liu An prepared to return to the driver’s seat.
He had only taken one step when, from the corner of his eye, he noticed the backseat window being lowered, prompting him to stop and respectfully ask, "Is there anything you need, madam?"
The response came in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is there a medicine box in the car?"
"Yes, it’s in the trunk," Liu An nodded, "Madam, please wait a moment, I’ll get it for you."
Nan Wan smiled at him, "Thank you."
To be honest, seeing the smile in Mrs. Mu’s eyes and hearing her say ’thank you’—instead of feeling pleased and comfortable—Liu An felt an indescribable bitterness.
He couldn’t bring himself to say ’you’re welcome,’ so he looked away, quickly went to the trunk, retrieved the medicine box, and handed it to Nan Wan with both hands.