Resignedly lowering his head a bit, while she was tying his tie, she asked, "What ti do you get off work?"
Mu Jin Huan wrapped his arms around her waist, not wandering his hands, just lowering his head to softly kiss her lips, a proper show of affection, "Six o’clock, wait at ho for to pick you up."
"Can you stop moving around? It’ll look ugly if it gets crooked," Nan Wan paused her actions, glaring at him with feigned annoyance.
Mu Jin Huan raised his eyebrows, as if acting kindly, he stopped moving, and only then did Nan Wan continue.
After the tie was done, Nan Wan took the suit jacket hanging on the rack and handed it to him, "Aren’t you going to ask why I’m letting you go back to the Mu Family for New Year’s dinner?"
Mu Jinqian starting from her implied that even Mu Jinqian couldn’t move him easily.
He didn’t like the Mu Family and hadn’t gone back since the ti he and she confronted Madam Mu.
However... every ti Madam Mu called him, he would stay in the study very late, and even after bathing, she could still sll a faint tobacco scent on him.
Mu Jin Huan’s gaze was steady, using words she once said to respond, "If I ask about everything, what’s the point of having a heart?"
Nan Wan was stunned for a mont, then lowered her head and smiled faintly.
Since Mrs. Mu overslept, the promised lunch couldn’t be realized, luckily Mr. Mu anticipated this and had the housekeeper co to North Shore Villa to prepare the al first and then clean up.
Only after Nan Wan finished a bowl of porridge did Mu Jin Huan rise; Nan Wan sent him to the door, smiling as she said, "Be careful on the road, Mr. Mu."
Mu Jin Huan had already descended two steps but, after so thought, turned back to the door, holding her smiling face, and planted a firm French kiss.
As it ended, he opened his eyes filled with smiles, his voice low and gentle, "Rest well, Mrs. Mu."
As he spoke, a breath of white mist ca out, sprinkling onto Nan Wan’s cheeks.
Liu An wisely turned his back when he saw the boss lower his head,
unable to suppress a twitch at the corner of his mouth, hesitating whether to voice sothing inappropriate.
Of course, he couldn’t say it, he could only stare at the white snow on the ground and remind himself: Do not look, do not look.
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Not long after Mu Jin Huan went to work, Nan Wan received a call from Nan Chengzhi.
"Wanwan, when can you and Jin Huan co ho for a al? Your brother is bringing his girlfriend; it’s a good opportunity to et her."
Girlfriend... Is it Bai Ruoshu?
Nan Wan sat flipping through a magazine, her expression light, rely saying, "My brother is lying in the hospital and my sister-in-law is still working overti."
Nan Chengzhi paused before correcting himself, "I an, Huai Yu is bringing his girlfriend ho, and Dad knows you and Jin Huan are busy, plus you have to spend New Year with the Mu Family, so he called ahead. Can you make so ti to co back to the Nan Family?"
His voice was hoarse, not as vibrant as before.
Nan Wan paused her page-turning, her voice calm, "What is Dad saying? I have Nan Family blood in my veins; it’s only right to visit during the New Year."
Nan Chengzhi seed to see the face with a smile that didn’t reach the eyes.
After a silence, he said, "Then tomorrow, Dad will wait for you and Jin Huan for dinner."
Nan Wan casually placed the magazine aside, leaning in to stroke Barton’s head, "No need for dinner, it would be awkward; just enjoy it as a family, we’ll co by at ten."
There was no need to say it explicitly; both parties understood.
Nan Chengzhi sighed, "Then don’t have dinner, just co over."
His voice was even hoarser, as if enduring sothing painful.
Sure enough, a cough erupted through the earpiece a few seconds later, not loud but urgent, indicating the phone had been moved away.
Only when the coughing subsided to heavy breathing did Nan Wan ask, "Does Dad have anything else?"
As if she hadn’t heard a thing.
Nan Chengzhi couldn’t stand by the window anymore, turning to sit on the sofa slowly.
This month, nightmares had plagued him almost every night, leaving him sleepless, sprouting white hair; his body wasn’t what it used to be, as if he had aged decades.
His wrinkled face wore fatigue, flushed from the severe coughing and difficulty breathing.
Only after recovering from the painful suffocation did he slowly say, "Doctor Sheng told your mother’s condition has improved a lot recently; last ti you visited, she was conscious for a few minutes."
Hearing his words, Nan Wan slowly curled her lips; though smiling, there wasn’t a hint of warmth.
Her voice was light, floating, "Oh, so Dad still rembers there’s such a person."
Nan Chengzhi closed his eyes, his whole body seed weakened, speaking with difficulty, "Wanwan, Dad..."
"I have things to do, so I’ll hang up first," Nan Wan cut him off, unwilling to hear those painless excuses and evasions.
After hanging up, she sat on the sofa for a long, long ti.
The snow started again, and by dusk, the ground swept clean of last night’s snow was once again covered.
Nan Wan had already prepared by the ti Mu Jin Huan got ho; after receiving his call, she grabbed her bag and headed out.
Mu Jin Huan was turning the steering wheel, casually asking, "What did you do at ho alone?"
Nan Wan, with her head down, was arranging her long hair pressed by the seatbelt, her voice gentle, "Not much, just slept."
Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan chuckled lowly, "Just four tis and you need a whole day to recover?"
Four tis what? What else could it be!
"Mu Jin Huan!" Nan Wan’s cheeks flushed instantly with warmth, glaring at him.
Just as they encountered a red light, Mu Jin Huan stopped the car, turning his head to look at her.
She wore light makeup, enhancing her already beautiful features, her soft long hair braided to the side; her eyes seed to hold the stars, glowing captivatingly.
For so reason, every ti he saw her vivid expression, he didn’t think of how to placate her, but wanted to do sothing more excessive.
And indeed he did, unbuckling his seatbelt and leaning over to kiss her, the whole process taking less than a second.
Nan Wan clearly didn’t expect him to pull such a move while driving, her eyes wide as she was kissed breathless, cornered only realizing after so ti.
With the car door behind her offering no retreat, she could only push against the man’s shoulder with all her strength, her face flushing red, "You’re... you’re going to ruin my makeup..."
"If you don’t move, it won’t get ruined," Mu Jin Huan seed displeased by her push, freeing one hand to hold her chin in place, continuing the kiss.
He returned to his seat seconds before the light turned green, composedly continuing to drive.
As if he wasn’t the one pinning Nan Wan down for a kiss earlier.
Nan Wan breathed heavily, her cheeks beautifully flushed, taking a mont to fix her crumpled clothes.
They didn’t exchange a single word the rest of the drive.
When the car parked outside the Mu Family villa, Mu Jin Huan got out first, then walked around to open the passenger door.
Resting his arm on the door, he leaned in to touch her cheek, the night’s shadows hiding his tenderness, but sothing could be discerned from his low voice.
"The hair didn’t get ssed up, the wrinkles aren’t noticeable, and you’re beautiful even without lipstick."
Nan Wan huffed, getting out of the car without looking at him, coolly saying, "Sweet talk; how insincere."
Mu Jin Huan was a bit helpless, comforting a woman wasn’t his forte.
"Why are you standing at the door? Waiting for ?" Mu Jinqian, returning from work, lowered his window, smiling as he asked the two.
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