Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 540 - 245. Nan Huaiyu grabbed the woman’s chin and said, ’No matter how much you despise me, you can only die in my bed.’ _4

Looking at the bubbles on the surface of the coffee, his thin lips curved faintly, "Even if she dies, she can only lie in a coffin with me."Nan Wan, "..."

Although he was very gentle when looking at Bai Ruoshu, even his words were much more agreeable than before, completely different from how he used to treat those other women.

But the domineering and sinister nature in his bones could not be completely concealed.

Putting down the coffee in her hand, she sneered, "I thought you’d matured, but it turns out you’re still so... so..."

She thought for several seconds but couldn’t continue.

If Nan Huaiyu remembered correctly, this should be the only time Nan Wan showed the most genuine simple smile in front of him.

Also the only time.

Nan Huaiyu raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "So... what?"

No one knew how he crawled out from the quagmire without light, nor did anyone know how he managed to regain his footing in Qing City through difficult steps, all just because someone once said the beauty of Qing City was unmatched by anywhere in the world.

Nan Wan held her cheek, "It’s not good to use foul language."

Both of them were exceptionally good-looking, and the people of Qing City were not unfamiliar with them. Even though this location was somewhat secluded, the gossip-loving staff in the store seemed to have already recognized them.

Pretending to seriously wipe tables, their peripheral vision always inadvertently glanced at the window-side corner.

Seeming very surprised, very puzzled.

Nan Wan didn’t really care, because even she never expected that one day she would sit in a café with this man, chatting like old friends.

Bai Ruoshu was very punctual, arriving at the café less than twenty minutes after leaving the cemetery.

Nan Huaiyu was sensible, naturally switching seats. Even during breaks in his work calls, his gaze followed Bai Ruoshu.

It had been a long time since he saw Bai Ruoshu smile.

That’s how people are—only after losing, do they realize how precious what they once sneered at was.

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Bai Ruoshu’s seat faced the entrance of the café directly; when Mu Jin Huan came in, she happened to look up and immediately saw him.

Taking her phone to check the time, she apologized, "Doctor Nan, have I occupied too much of your time? Your husband seems not very happy."

Summer nights arrive later than winter ones.

At six o’clock, the red sunset still hung in the sky, and the city remained bright.

Upon hearing Bai Ruoshu’s words, Nan Wan turned to look towards the entrance.

In a neat suit, handsome as ever, likely having just left the company, utterly pleasing to the eye, yet... his face did not look great.

Nan Wan withdrew her gaze, smiled indifferently at Bai Ruoshu, "It’s okay, I’ll just soothe him when I get back."

Coming over this quickly, did this man install a radar on her?

Bai Ruoshu took a glance at Mu Jin Huan, who approached with a sullen face, held back her amusement, took her phone and bag, and stood up, "Sorry Doctor Nan, I—I will leave now, take care."

The words "take care" were laden with deep meaning.

After finishing his call, Nan Huaiyu’s ear was filled with the heavy and strong footsteps of leather shoes on the floor, particularly noticeable in the otherwise deserted café.

As he turned around, the gazes of the two men met.

The nearby staff held their breath, pretending to have seen nothing on the surface, but inside, they were extremely restless.

Damn! Is something big about to happen?

However, in less than a second, the two men’s gazes moved away, as if the brief confrontation were merely a subconscious action.

No flames or tension existed.

As if they were unrelated strangers.

Bai Ruoshu walked up to Mu Jin Huan, apologizing with a smile, "Mr. Mu, sorry, I was too caught up in the conversation and forgot the time. Actually, Doctor Nan was already preparing to go home."

Mu Jin Huan merely glanced at her indifferently, "No matter, I was just passing by."

Bai Ruoshu smiled politely and stepped aside to clear the way.

Nan Huaiyu walked past with an unchanged expression, wrapping an arm around her slender waist as they headed out of the café. His long eyes overflowed with gentle warmth, "Done talking, where do you want to eat?"

Bai Ruoshu did not struggle or comply, the lighthearted smile vanished, leaving her features looking plain, "Not hungry, you can go ahead, I can take a taxi home myself."

Focusing on her indifferent face, Nan Huaiyu sneered.

Bai Ruoshu was pushed into the passenger seat. The man’s actions were far from gentle, even rough, but she accepted it dispassionately, without a flicker.

Lowering her head to buckle her seatbelt, after the slam of the door, the man leaned over, pinning her in the corner between the car door and seat.

Nan Huaiyu’s well-defined fingers pinched her chin, with force unchecked. Bruises quickly formed on her fair skin.

"Ruoshu," his handsome face darkened with the looming storm’s threat, yet the curve of his thin lips suggested amusement, even those long dark eyes held some humor, "You know very well how to easily ignite my anger, succeeding every time, but don’t you understand by now?"

Even as the darkness between his brows deepened, and his hand holding her jaw began to reveal veins, his low, calm tone seemed as if speaking the loveliest words to his nearest lover.

Bai Ruoshu averted her eyes, staring lightly at the street scene past his shoulder, "You’re hurting me."

Nan Huaiyu laughed softly, his rough fingertips glossing over her lips as if caressing the most precious porcelain.

His gaze entangling her plain, even emotionless face, the smile on his lips grew more sinister and ravishingly seductive, leisurely continuing, "No matter how much you detest me, your final breath must be on my bed."

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Nan Wan held her cheek, her smile brimming as she looked at the man opposite whose face was not pleasant, "Mr. Mu, what a coincidence."

It was the time of sunset, the orange-yellow light fell through the glass windows, illuminating each strand of her hair with precise clarity.

Her eyes smiled into crescents, and the light in her apricot eyes was particularly captivating, the shallow beauty mole by her eye was seemingly alive, stunningly beautiful.

This alluring sight barred even Mu Jin Huan from showing his temper.

Slim fingers alternately tapped the table rhythmically, slowly creating nearly inaudible sounds, glancing at the empty coffee cup in front of her.

He asked, half-smiling, "Had a pleasant chat?"