Sheng Boyan pondered for a mont, leaned back in his chair, and asked in confusion, "What do you want to forget?"
The pregnancy matter, she didn’t want others to know, especially Mu Jin Huan.
eting her today was a coincidence, and he wasn’t the type to gossip, so naturally, he wouldn’t speak carelessly.
"Very good," truly a teachable child, Nan Wan snapped her fingers in satisfaction, "Have you finished eating? I’m a bit sleepy and want to go back."
Mr. Mu would call her every night, and her phone was off, she didn’t know if Mr. Mu was worried...
Sheng Boyan looked at the rain outside the window, placed his teacup on the table, "I’m done eating. I wouldn’t feel comfortable with you driving in this state, I’ll take you."
He spoke seriously, holding the car keys and rotating them slowly, clearly indicating that if she didn’t agree, he wouldn’t let her leave.
Nan Wan understood her current situation, bowed her head and smiled helplessly, compromising, "Then I’ll trouble you, Senior."
When it was ti to pay the bill, Nan Wan had just taken out her wallet when Sheng Boyan stopped her. She looked up in confusion at him.
Sheng Boyan handed his card to the waiter, smiling as he explained, "I was joking, there’s no reason for a senior to always let a junior treat."
"You really are..." Nan Wan murmured, looking at him.
It’s hard to say what she felt, pretending to be clueless like this, how was it different from Huo Yihan...
After paying the bill, the two walked side by side out of the restaurant.
Under the heavy night, the pattering rain was a unique comfort of early spring.
On the way out of the restaurant, Sheng Boyan always felt like he had forgotten sothing, only realizing it when he reached the door.
"The umbrella was left in the restaurant, wait here, I’ll go get it."
Having said that, he turned around, ready to go back for the umbrella, but was stopped by Nan Wan, who called out to him. He turned back and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Nan Wan looked at him, her gaze clear and cool, and after half a minute, she slowly spoke, "Senior, I am very grateful to you, but... don’t wait for ."
Her words were so sudden that they almost froze the usually composed Sheng Boyan on the spot.
For a long ti.
He escaped from those clean and transparent eyes, his gaze darkening, pulling up a faint, almost invisible curve at the corner of his lips, seeming like self-mockery, or perhaps a long-lasting lancholy, "I’ll go get the umbrella."
Timing is important in relationships, and he was always a step too late.
...
Nan Wan stood on the steps, head down, her gaze aimlessly resting on the water-logged ground.
A pair of black leather shoes entered her vision, followed by two long legs wrapped in neatly pressed suit pants, a large hand gripping the umbrella handle, and well-defined facial features...
He ca through the night, his heavy footsteps seeming to echo in her heart.
Their eyes t.
Nan Wan’s lips began to curve into a gentle smile, even the beauty mark at the corner of her eye seed to co to life.
Before the man could approach, Nan Wan stepped off the steps, sending herself into his embrace, lifting her arms to wrap around his lean waist, catching a faint mint fragrance and strong tobacco scent from his body.
Was he sulking again?
In a low mutter, "Mr. Mu, why did you co back early?"
This morning he had said his flight was tomorrow...
Apparently, if you truly yearn for soone, they really will appear before your eyes.
Not an illusion, nor a dream, the person she was holding was real.
Softly nestled in his arms, Mu Jin Huan instinctively embraced her, his calm gaze sweeping over Sheng Boyan who had walked out of the restaurant, not lingering for even a second.
His voice was low and deep, "Mrs. Mu, are you climbing the wall behind my back?"
It only took him half an hour to drive from the North Shore Villa to the restaurant, and similarly, he spent half an hour in the car deciding whether or not to go in.
But he ca to no conclusion.
Nan Wan let out a laugh, raising her head from the man’s chest with a disgruntled look, "I can’t believe you think of this way..."
She greedily wished to give herself more ti, the day after tomorrow, she’d let him go the day after tomorrow.
Surrounded by the night, the gentle rain, yet her eyes seed to hold a few fallen stars, sparkling bright.
Mu Jin Huan’s heart stirred, tilting the big umbrella forward just enough to block Sheng Boyan’s view, while still keeping her sheltered from the rain.
Lowering his head, he bit fiercely on her chin, his voice low and hoarse, threatening, "I’ll deal with you when we get ho!"
Outside the restaurant, Sheng Boyan stood still, forcing himself to withdraw his gaze from the intimately embracing pair, looking down at the umbrella in his hand.
The curve at his lips seed mocking, yet also sarcastic.
The ’divorce’ she spoke of was out of helplessness, no wonder she was so sad...
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