Xu Moyi’s sense of direction isn’t great, but luckily the big tree is quite prominent, so it didn’t keep Nan Wan waiting long.
When he saw Mu Jin Huan, his eyes almost turned into slits with laughter, "Brother-in-law, you’re here too," he said joyfully, pointing to an area behind him. "Huo Yihan and the others are over there. Let take you and sister over."
Mu Jin Huan didn’t have much of a reaction, responding indifferently.
This wasn’t the first ti Xu Moyi t him, so he didn’t mind the lukewarm attitude; in fact, he thought it was quite charming.
After his starstruck mont, he hooked arms with Nan Wan, occasionally glancing at the man’s coat she wore, and with a hint of jealousy mused, "Tsk, tsk, having soone to care about you sure is different from , freezing with nobody to bother."
Mu Jin Huan was walking right behind the two of them, and her voice was so loud that anyone who wasn’t deaf could hear it.
Nan Wan glanced at the thick army-green cotton coat Xu Moyi was wearing and said expressionlessly, "Behave yourself."
Xu Moyi pouted, showing no restraint, "Haven’t seen you in half a month, sister, you seem to have gained a bit of weight. Is married life treating you so well?"
The old Nan Wan wouldn’t have been interested in things like shooting stars, especially when she wasn’t even sure they would appear.
Mr. Mu truly isn’t ordinary!
Nan Wan’s complexion remained unchanged, without a hint of shyness or embarrassnt, "Don’t worry. You caught my bouquet; your turn will co soon."
Upon hearing this, Xu Moyi imdiately fell silent.
Nan Wan had to thank Shen Zhii for personally teaching her the art of shutting people down with a single sentence. Very practical.
Especially for soone as difficult as Xu Moyi.
Huo Yihan was sowhat surprised to see Mu Jin Huan and then glanced toward Nan Wan by the grill, with an expression that was half-smiling, "President Mu has been so busy lately, not going to social events to sign contracts but rather coming to the mountaintop to experience life?"
Wherever Huo Yihan went, he always made a grand spectacle. Even when he was still in the office, people had already brought things up the mountain to secure the best spot.
There were about a dozen people who ca up together, half n and half won.
Soone perceptive had already offered a chair.
After greeting those he knew, Mu Jin Huan sat down slowly in the chair, and said leisurely, "So you’re saying you’re particularly free today."
Accompanying won, what right do you have to laugh at him?
Huo Yihan handed him a can of beer, leaning lazily against the back of his chair, "I’m different. Over the years, I’ve just been playing around. Unlike President Mu, who works tirelessly as if his life depends on it."
Mu Jin Huan responded with a calm expression, "You are indeed different; you spend all your ti in bed."
Between n, they could say anything.
"I, Huo Yihan, am just an ordinary man. As long as I’m alive, I want to enjoy it. Who knows what will happen tomorrow? Love and lust in this era are all voluntary. I’ve never forced a girl to sleep with ."
His words were casual, as if it were the most ordinary thing.
Mu Jin Huan pulled open the can’s tab, his Adam’s apple moving as he took a couple of sips. His voice was deep and even, "What are you planning to do about Xu Moyi?"
Hearing this, the casual curve of Huo Yihan’s lips froze for a few seconds, but soon he returned to his usual lazy deanor.
"Even if I’m overco with lust, I can’t touch my own brother."
Mu Jin Huan glanced at him and slowly stated, "She has a fiancé. He might return to the country soon. Matters of the heart are unpredictable. If they click, things could move fast, and by then, even if you regret it, flying a plane wouldn’t catch up."
Fiancé...
As those three words entered Huo Yihan’s mind, he hardly paid attention to anything Mu Jin Huan said afterward.
It was like a computer’s copy-and-paste function; his mind only focused on those three words.
The playful sounds of Xu Moyi with Huo Jian’an by the grill filtered through the crowd, faintly falling into his ears, clear, soft, and pleasant.
Frustrated, he shook his head, taking a few large gulps of beer. The cold liquid slid down his throat with a strong presence.
As if sothing was caught in his throat, his voice turned a bit hoarse, "We’re just friends."
It sounded hollow, lacking any persuasive power.
Who would’ve thought that the eloquent and sharp-tongued Mr. Huo in the business arena could find himself at a loss for words? Quite unusual.
Mu Jin Huan had known him for nearly thirty years, knowing exactly which hand or foot he’d use in a fight.
There were so things he didn’t wish to interfere with, but that didn’t an he knew nothing.
"What’s done is done; there’s no need to cling to the past. The future is too uncertain. Waiting for an ungrateful Guan Ziyu could make you miss an Xu Moyi who might be able to accompany you for a lifeti. It’s not worth it."
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