Nan Wan was feeling a lot better, her mind was clear too. Even if he didn’t say anything, she knew he was very busy, busy enough to still get calls after midnight, at which point he would go to the bathroom to answer them.
If it were an ordinary call, he wouldn’t avoid her.
He didn’t say, and she didn’t ask much.
Occasionally, Liu An and Secretary Tang would co over. Secretary Tang was very tight-lipped, his loyalty to Mu Jin Huan was a model in the industry, so Nan Wan could only start with Liu An.
Liu An was always timid in front of Nan Wan, losing with just a few words from her.
He touched his nose, "President Mu suspects there’s a mole in the company. The deal that was snatched by the Su Family last ti was very likely leaked by the mole, and recently the Su Family has been acting up again, so President Mu has been a bit busy lately."
Nan Wan looked much better, lying on the hospital bed, her mild eyebrows didn’t show the slightest disturbance. Her action of flipping through the magazine paused but quickly returned to normal.
Su Zhengyu doesn’t have that ability, but his father has been in the business battlefield for so many years, while Mu Jin Huan has only just returned to Qing City for a few months.
Whether in terms of connections or experience, obviously the local snake has the advantage.
In a calm voice, she asked, "Has the mole been caught?"
Liu An knew that Nan Wan was not an outsider, although he couldn’t say too much, but...since he had already spoken, saying more didn’t matter, as they would all be dealt with by President Mu anyway.
"We already know who it is, just waiting for her to expose her tail," he only hinted, "Don’t worry, Madam, President Mu is not soone who can be easily plotted against. The Su Family is not qualified to compete with the current Mu Family."
He was not flattering, he was speaking the truth.
Nan Wan didn’t speak, her expression remained calm and indifferent until she turned the last page of the magazine, then lightly said, "You can go now, just pretend I never asked."
Liu An sighed in relief and quickly said, "Okay."
After that, Nan Wan didn’t show any hint of it in front of Mu Jin Huan, but when he finished work and ca to the hospital to have dinner with her, she would ask him to go ho to sleep.
If he disagreed, she wouldn’t eat, being extrely determined.
Even if he was busy night and day at the company, Mu Jin Huan would hide his tiredness before entering, still looking elegant in his suit, "Eat first, talk after."
These words no longer had any convincing force for Nan Wan, she sat without moving, "Talk now, if you don’t talk, I won’t eat."
Mu Jin Huan put down his chopsticks, leaned back on the sofa, crossed his long legs, changed the watch on his wrist to one of the sa brand, understated and luxurious, priceless.
His gaze was deep and he asked calmly, "Are you rebelling, thinking I can’t handle you, so you start using your health to threaten without restraint?"
Just like him, Nan Wan showed no expression on her delicate and beautiful features, though weakened a bit by her hospital gown, "If you don’t go ho to sleep, then let be discharged, and we’ll go back together."
Being discharged, of course, was not possible.
So, in the end, it was Mu Jin Huan who compromised.
...
Shen Zhii changed her flight, and Nan Wan was discharged the day before she went abroad, having already agreed on the ti, waiting at ho for her to bring Jiashu over.
Jiashu hadn’t seen Barton for a long ti. As soon as he entered, he rolled around the carpet with the golden retriever, his clear laughter bringing life to the entire villa.
Aunt Zhou loved children, and her somber mood for many days also lightened. After taking Jiashu’s clothes brought by Shen Zhii to the guest room and making tea for the two of them, she accompanied Jiashu and Barton to play ball on the back lawn.
With Mu Jin Huan at the company, only Nan Wan and Shen Zhii were left in the living room. There was no noise, but they could vaguely hear Jiashu’s voice.
Shen Zhii didn’t know that Nan Wan almost drowned trying to save Sheng, thinking she was still pretending to be weak after a ’miscarriage,’ teasingly said, "Tsk tsk, ever since the wedding, Doctor Nan hasn’t gone back to work at the hospital. Planning to resign and live as a luxurious housewife?"
Nan Wan leaned on the sofa, her soft long hair loosely tied at the back of her head, her beige sweater dress made her look gentle and serene.
Holding a teacup in her hand, recovering from illness and lacking the energy to chatter with her, she glanced at her, "I haven’t provoked you recently."
Shen Zhii looked at her, innocently blinking, "What did I do?"
Nan Wan took a sip of hot tea, put the cup on the table, and said expressionlessly, "You can leave now, don’t stay for dinner, I’m afraid I won’t be able to digest."
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