novelraw Chapter 511 - 238. The study where Mu Jin Huan was located had its door kicked open by Nan Ze, who had a stern expression.
Chapter 511 - 238. The study where Mu Jin Huan was located had its door kicked open by Nan Ze, who had a stern expression.
Her voice was clear and lazy, revealing no trace of anomaly.If it weren’t for those eyes being too desolate, Shen Zhimei would almost believe that the tangled mess in her mind was all imagined.
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Logically, aside from the closest family members, it is inappropriate for others to enter a couple’s bedroom.
After all, a bedroom is such a private space, hiding many things unseen by outsiders, like the wedding photo on the wall, or the two pillows snugly placed together at the head of the bed...
However, the study now was too overwhelmingly filled with the smell of tobacco.
When Mu Jin Huan and Nan Ze walked into the bedroom, they were followed by a man in a suit, looking just around in his early twenties, wearing glasses, with an expression slightly grave.
Nan Wan recognized this person; although young, he was already a renowned top lawyer in Qing City, also a friend of Huo Yihan, more so, Xu Moyi’s buddy since childhood.
His name was Song Zhi Nian.
When Nan Wan first met him, he was someone who never wore a school uniform, treating fights and brawls as commonplace, and could lead a bad example for a bunch of classmates wherever he went, like a ’rotten apple’.
From an unknown day onwards, he shed his rebellious aura and sharpness, gradually standing out in the law firm, going from obscurity to now being in great demand.
The servant moved in two chairs, placed the teacups on the table, and carefully withdrew from the bedroom.
Noticing Nan Ze’s gaze resting on her knee, Nan Wan blinked and whispered, "I accidentally grazed it yesterday, I’ve already applied some medicine."
The bedroom wasn’t exactly small, but having five people seated made it slightly crowded.
Nan Ze’s deep facial features were composed as usual, his gaze moved from the bruise on Nan Wan’s knee upward, finally stopping at her clear eyes.
He called out to her, "Wanwan."
Nan Wan tightened her grip on the teacup, "Hmm?"
Nan Ze’s gaze did not shift, still looking at Nan Wan in that familiar way.
In an even voice, he asked, "Do you remember how third brother talked to you on the day Jiang Xiaoman brought Nan Huaiyu to live in the Nan Family?"
The day Jiang Xiaoman brought Nan Huaiyu to live in the Nan Family...
It has been such a long time, Nan Wan thought for quite a while before she could retrieve some scattered fragments from her memory.
That day, Jiang Xiaoman’s demeanor couldn’t be described as arrogant; after all, at that time Nan Chengzhi’s mind and logic were still very clear, and she needed to create an image of a gentle and kind stepmother.
So, in places where everyone could see, she cheerfully introduced her son to the Nan siblings, even if the other party had a face of identical cold indifference.
Then, with an invasive speed, she replaced the furniture in the living room and bedroom, transforming the whole villa into her favored style.
That night, she avoided her husband and the household servants, cornering the small figure in the backyard wall, with a cold face warning, "In the future, don’t glare at me, obediently call me mom when others are present, or you won’t get dinner."
Before leaving on high heels, she cruelly pinched Nan Wan’s face, her long nails scratching out a red swollen mark on the skin.
In the deep of night, when the small Nan Wan huddled at the head of her bed hugging her knees, afraid to sleep, Nan Ze, who had just got out from night classes and snuck back home from boarding school, pushed open her bedroom door.
Nan Wan recalled more carefully.
That night, third brother seemed to say to her, "Wanwan, if anyone bullies you again, don’t be afraid, tell third brother, third brother will help you give it back double."
She sank into the confusion of memories, all of which fell into Mu Jin Huan’s eyes sitting beside her; the grip on her hand unconsciously tightened.
Nan Wan turned back, looking at Nan Ze opposite her, smiled slightly, and softly replied, "Third Brother, I remember."
The scenes once deeply imprinted in her mind, even spanning the river of time, can be recalled by focusing her mind to dispel the pervasive mist, as if it just happened.
"The people sitting in front of you now, are all on your side, willing to give up everything to protect you, so Wanwan," Nan Ze’s face remained calm, "tell us again about what happened last night, every detail, every point in time, you haven’t forgotten."
All countries’ laws have loopholes; the tools to find these loopholes are the details easily overlooked by people.
The bedroom was very quiet, Nan Ze’s heavy and strong voice, word by word, reached Nan Wan’s ears.