Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 140 - 122. Separating just a few days after getting married, does that make sense?
Mu Jin Huan gazed into those dry, clear water-like eyes for a moment, then his gaze dropped, his eyes tightening.
Half of the small face was slightly swollen, with the red slap mark stark against the slightly pale skin.
In a deep voice, "It’s not tomorrow yet, not too long."
He leaned forward, his warm hand reaching towards her cheek.
A second before touching her skin, Nan Wan’s body leaned back, increasing the distance.
Mu Jin Huan’s face instantly darkened, his arm still held in that gesture of wanting to caress.
Nan Wan pressed her lips, softly explaining, "I haven’t changed my clothes yet, they’re very dirty..."
Before she finished speaking, Mu Jin Huan cupped her pale little face and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
The man’s scent pressed down, Nan Wan remained in her sitting posture, her chin lifted, her lip line gently traced.
Staring blankly at the silent night sky, all the blood and curses disappeared, leaving only the man’s slowly deepening, grinding kiss.
No forcefulness, no coercion, only deeply entwined tenderness.
The gray surrounding seemed to silently fade away.
...
Uncertain how much time had passed before the man’s tongue slowly withdrew.
Nan Wan opened her eyes, looking at the handsome face close at hand, their breaths mingling.
She saw, in those deep sea-like black eyes, they were filled entirely with her reflection.
The force massaging her chin was very light, very gentle.
Then, she heard the words that pulled her from the depths of despair.
"Nan Wan, you can rely on me, today, tomorrow, and for many days to come."
His sharp eyebrows and deep eyes were as steadfast as a deity.
So much so that, long after, she could only rely on these words to support herself through days devoid of light.
The words Mu Libei spoke seemed to still resonate clearly in her ears.
She was a patient, and so was he.
So it was hard for Nan Wan to imagine how a man consumed by loneliness could say such words.
"Really?"
Mu Jin Huan grasped her wrist with one hand and circled her slender waist with the other, pulling her into his embrace.
His gaze deep, "To you, I do not lie."
Having sat for a long time, and suffering from anemia, Nan Wan suddenly stood up, her brain swayed with dizziness.
Instinctively, she held tight to the muscular waist under the man’s warm coat.
Icy cold plunged into scorching heat.
Like a slow-motion scene in a movie, her blurred vision gradually cleared, under the light, the deep, stern features became distinct.
A shallow smile curved at the corner of her lips, "All of it?"
Mu Jin Huan wrapped her slim body in his coat, his gaze fixated on the smile as if seeing it for the first time.
For a long time.
A deep voice spilled from his thin lips, "All of it."
...
In the office.
After Nan Wan changed clothes in the inner room and came out, the person who was sitting on the sofa was gone.
She walked over to the desk, picked up her phone, unlocked it, and went to the dialing screen.
Before she could make her next move, the door opened.
"Where did you go?"
Mu Jin Huan walked up to her, opened the packaging of the medicine box, and looked at her slightly swollen face, "Haven’t looked in the mirror?"
The ointment was cool, Nan Wan felt his gentle actions and smiled, "It doesn’t hurt much."
After speaking, she added, "I’m not lying."
Mu Jin Huan’s thin lips pressed slightly, softly uttering two words, "It’s swollen."
Nan Wan didn’t mind much, her smile remained unfallen, "I’ve had more painful injuries, this kind is not unbearable."
The tone was as usual, as if stating something ordinary beyond ordinary.
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s hand paused, his gaze, which was initially on the red mark, gradually moved up.
Four eyes met.
In those clear water-like eyes, he saw no trace of sorrow, not a hint of unusual emotion.
The black gaze was obscure.
After applying the ointment, he placed the white soft tube into her open bag on the desk behind her, then walked into the inner room to wash his hands.
With the sound of water, Mu Jin Huan came out of the inner room, naturally taking Nan Wan’s hand, his voice steady, "What do you want to eat?"
Nan Wan took her bag and slung it over her shoulder, following his steps outside, "Aren’t we going home?"
"Let’s eat first then go home."
After locking the door, Nan Wan turned her eyes and thought for a moment, making a decision, "There’s a Chinese restaurant near Qing University, I haven’t been there for a long time, I wonder if it’s still there."
The nurses and doctors on night duty passed by, familiar and unfamiliar, all greeted Nan Wan, but their eyes were on Mu Jin Huan beside her.
