Mu Jin Huan knew she had to work overti, so he called her at the right ti, "Are you ho yet?"
Nan Wan’s pretty eyes were filled with a gentle smile, her voice soft, "Not yet, today was very busy. I just got off work and stood for a long ti, my feet are still sore now."
The tone was both delicate and soft, entering Mu Jin Huan’s ears, making his heart lt even more.
She rarely acted coquettish like a little woman, and when she did it occasionally, it was extrely destructive.
They had only been apart for two days, yet he felt like it had been two years...
When did he beco like a young boy just starting out in love?
"So endearing," he closed the computer, his long fingers pressed on his temples, the weariness dissipated a lot, a smile touched his lips, his voice deep and magnetic, "Do you miss ?"
The car was parked under a streetlamp, the dim light filtering through the glass into the car, peaceful and quiet.
Nan Wan lowered her head, her palm covering her cheek, her flowing long hair almost covering her entire face.
The curve of her lips was perfect, "Yes, I miss you a lot."
Mu Jin Huan closed his eyes, and the woman’s exquisite and gentle face appeared in his mind.
As if yielding to her, he sighed slowly, "Things aren’t finished here yet, I’ll try to co back in three days."
Helpless yet deep.
"I’ll wait for you at ho," Nan Wan pushed her long hair behind her head, looked up, and smiled, "It’s so cold, I won’t talk to you anymore."
Her voice wasn’t quite right, the nasal sound wasn’t strong, but Mu Jin Huan still caught it accurately.
The weather in Qing City isn’t too good, it’s easy to catch a cold this season.
"Drive safely, and rember to have Aunt Zhou make you a cup of ginger tea when you get ho, text before you go to sleep."
"Okay, I got it."
...
Nan Huaiyu squinted, a tsunami-like undercurrent rolling in his eyes, yet on the surface, he remained calm, asking nonchalantly, "I’ve never seen you cry before, is it so sad?"
Nan Wan’s exquisite features were icy to the extre, her gaze fixed on the neon lights outside the car window, the moisture in the corners of her eyes had dried, her face devoid of any extra expression.
When talking to Mu Jin Huan, she was entirely different.
She spoke lightly, "Everyone cries, you just can’t understand."
Nan Huaiyu wasn’t angry either, he closed his eyes and leaned lazily against the car seat, his arms draped over the steering wheel, his distinct fingers tapping alternately in a slow rhythm, making a slight sound.
Ambiguous.
He unlocked the door, his voice no longer deliberately sinister and charming, but cold, "I assu you wouldn’t like to drive you back, now you can get out of the car."
Nan Wan picked up her bag from her lap, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked forward without looking back.
Nan Huaiyu watched the white Bentley quickly rge into traffic, half a minute later, he withdrew his gaze.
He took out his phone from the pocket of his suit pants, both missed calls were from the sa person.
He redialed, and when the other party answered, he spoke coldly, "What’s the matter?"
The voice was so indifferent, the nurse paused before politely asking, "Are you a family mber of Miss Bai Ruoshu?"
The voice was unfamiliar.
Nan Huaiyu’s dark eyes focused instantly, he said two words, "I am."
"Here’s the situation, Miss Bai was brought to our hospital at 9:50 and is currently in the ergency room. I only found your number on her phone, so..."
"Which hospital?" Nan Huaiyu interrupted the nurse, his lips pressed into a straight line, the chill in his dark eyes terrifying.
"Uh... it’s Huimin Hospital in South City."
Nan Huaiyu ended the call and tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, started the car, speeding down the road at twice the maximum allowed speed.
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When Nan Wan got ho, Aunt Zhou was in the kitchen making ginger tea and was a bit surprised to hear the door.
She was twenty minutes earlier than what Mr. had said, so she’d just started the fire and the water wasn’t boiling yet.
She jogged to the entrance, taking Nan Wan’s bag and coat, "Madam, please wait a mont, the ginger tea will be ready soon."
After changing her shoes, Nan Wan said softly, "Aunt Zhou, you can rest, no need to make it, I’m not catching a cold."
Aunt Zhou looked at the person who had already walked to the living room, her face showing so hesitation, "But Mr. said..."
"I’m a bit tired, want to go upstairs to rest first," Nan Wan interrupted Aunt Zhou, holding the stair railing, stepping up one step at a ti.
Aunt Zhou stood in the living room, very surprised.
When the madam used to speak, her tone was always soft, and even if she wasn’t smiling, she was gentle and serene.
It was the first ti she so coldly interrupted her.
Stunned for several seconds before responding, "Oh, okay."
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