The old man with a fat head and big ears, but he can’t be resisted because he’s rich.
She has to secure him today, otherwise, in Mr. Xu’s eyes, she’s just one centiter away from being worthless.
Nan Ze slightly frowned, seemingly a bit displeased, "Why have you lost weight?"
Mu Jin Huan is so busy that he might as well spend his days with the phone.
"Maybe it’s because..." Nan Wan couldn’t quite figure out the reason for the wrinkles between Nan Ze’s brows, "not much of an appetite in the change of seasons."
Ever since receiving that package, she hasn’t been sleeping well at night, nor having any energy during als.
"Grandma was talking about you a few days ago," Nan Ze glanced indifferently at the man striding from the end of the stone road, "shall I take you to stay there for a few days?"
Xu Moyi’s eyes were almost twitching from blinking, yet her male god didn’t even look at her.
Mu Jin Huan walked calmly to Nan Wan’s side, naturally wrapping his arm around her body—a gesture of intimacy but not an overbearing one.
His gaze was calm as he looked at Nan Ze, "Where do you want to send her to stay?"
Can’t he care a bit more about the woman in his own house instead of bothering all day? What’s his deal?
Nan Ze pulled Xu Moyi, who was trying to diate, to the side, his deep voice carrying a hint of sarcasm, "President Mu, you are pretty open-hearted. I’d like to know what pressing matter has kept you so busy that you can’t attend to your wife being harassed by another man."
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s deep-set features gradually gathered a dark shade.
It’s baffling; there’s actually soone in Qing City daring to harass his woman.
"Right, you’re not busy, just getting ho past midnight at most, so..." Mu Jin Huan retorted without a change in expression, "so, even Ye Junyan dares to show his affection to Mrs. Nan under your nose."
Damn...
Xu Moyi shrank to the side, her gaze darting between the two equally outstanding n. She shook her head and secretly lit a candle in her heart for the unsuspecting Shen Zhii.
Nan Wan closed her eyes briefly, reached behind, and pinched the man lightly yet firmly.
Nan Ze’s handso face remained emotionless, as if the other’s words hadn’t entered his ears. He looked at Nan Wan, "I have sothing to do, I’ll be leaving first."
"Alright, third brother, drive safely."
After he walked away, Nan Wan turned, frowning at the man with a harsh tone, "Did my sister-in-law offend you?"
"No," Mu Jin Huan, still holding her, walked towards the restaurant with a calm voice, "but her husband offended ."
Nan Wan, "..."
Xu Moyi had official business to attend to today and didn’t feel like joining them for a al, rummaging in her bag for her phone to check whether her benefactor was dining or womanizing at this hour.
After searching for so ti and finding nothing, she suddenly rembered and sighed, "Oh my, what was I thinking, I left my phone in the car."
She swung her handbag and ran off, hoping to catch up before the third brother left.
But in the parking lot, she saw the last person she wanted to see, and her face fell instantly. Panting, she muttered to herself, "Should have checked the calendar before leaving."
Mr. Huo, huh, his white-moonlight has returned to reconcile and yet he’s found a new fla already? But today’s girl seed a bit familiar.
Upon closer inspection, wasn’t it that doll from the restaurant private room who couldn’t resist getting all intimate and kissing with Mr. Huo? What was her na again? Jiang, Jiang Xiao?
In all fairness, she should thank this doll, for if she hadn’t seen with her own eyes that man hidden in her heart for ten years being intimate with another woman, she might still be foolishly trapped in that lightless place.
Nan Ze leaned against the car, withdrawing his gaze and handing the phone to Xu Moyi, "Did he bully you?"
Xu Moyi fiddled with the phone and answered softly, "No."
The doll walked up to the two of them, her deanor graceful and poised, exuding just the right amount of charm, and softly said, "Mr. Nan, Miss Xu, what a coincidence. Are you here for business as well?"
The perfu beauty wore a beige V-neck long dress, and as the breeze blew, the scenery below the neckline flickered in and out of sight. She unconsciously drifted closer to Nan Ze.
Seeing Jiang Xiao’s antics, Xu Moyi’s face imdiately turned cold.
What does she want?
It’s not evident that the woman has a big appetite, daring to flirt with a married man right in front of Huo Yihan!
Nan Ze’s slender fingers played with the car key lazily and elegantly, his eye trailing a cold arc, "Trying to seduce ?"
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