Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 142 - 122. Separating just a few days after getting married, does that make sense?_3
Mu Jin Huan casually glanced at the simple decor of the restaurant and spoke nonchalantly, "Anything to eat is fine."
The owner smiled and asked, "Should I serve what you used to order for two?"
Nan Wan nodded, "Thanks, boss."
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The two of them sat down by the window.
Since there weren’t many customers, they didn’t have to wait long before the food was served.
It was all the familiar flavors, so Nan Wan had a good appetite tonight.
Mu Jin Huan couldn’t quite tell what was special about the dishes here, but seeing her eat half a bowl more than usual made the nearly hour-long journey worthwhile.
"Are you done eating?"
Nan Wan drank a sip of warm tea, satisfied and leaning back in her chair, "Mm."
Mu Jin Huan called the waiter over to settle the bill.
"How are you walking? Are your eyes just for display?"
A sharp and arrogant voice cut through.
There weren’t many customers originally, so the atmosphere in the hall was peaceful. This piercing voice naturally drew everyone’s attention.
Bai Ruoshu staggered back a step after being pushed, steadying herself and quickly apologizing, "Sorry, I didn’t mean it."
The woman with flaming red lips wouldn’t let it go, "These shoes are this year’s Christmas limited edition, do you know how expensive they are? Just saying ’sorry’ isn’t enough?"
Bai Ruoshu’s gaze followed the woman’s words downwards, indeed, there was some dust on the tip of the black high heels. She bit her lip lightly and spoke softly, "Then... let me clean it for you."
"Ugh..." The young woman showed disdain, stepping back a big step, her eyes undisguised in contempt, "Who knows what your hands have touched."
Such blunt and offensive words made others feel a bit embarrassed, yet to Bai Ruoshu, they meant nothing.
Her pride had already been shattered to dust that night.
Her slightly bent body straightened, eyes clear, back upright, tone neither humble nor arrogant, "My hands have held pens, played piano, cleaned floors, and were just washed, there shouldn’t be too many germs. No matter how noble your hands are, they still wipe your butt after you use the toilet."
The diners in the restaurant were mostly students from Qing University, young and spirited.
With those words, some of the boys who loved a good show even whistled, and some clapped.
It seemed like appreciation, or perhaps encouragement.
The woman with the flaming red lips turned red and white in anger, furious, wanting to rush over, "What did you say!"
The owner heard and rushed over, quickly pulling Bai Ruoshu behind him, "Miss, your behavior is disturbing my customers’ dining, please stop."
The woman crossed her arms in front of her chest, eyes like daggers aimed at Bai Ruoshu behind the owner, "You’re the owner here, right? I want to complain about her!"
The owner remained calm and composed, "My humble place can’t accommodate someone as important as you, please find another establishment."
"They’re customers, am I not? Is this how you do business?"
The owner’s expression didn’t change, politely pointing towards the door, "This way, please."
Those students who liked to stir things up joined in.
The woman with the red lips became the target of all, huffing coldly, "Just you wait!"
She twisted her snake-like waist and left the restaurant.
The owner wasn’t too bothered, after apologizing to the dining customers, he comforted Bai Ruoshu with a few words and went back to the counter.
The farce ended, Nan Wan’s gaze still lingered in that direction.
Mu Jin Huan handed his card to the waiter, his gaze lightly sweeping over the young girl not far away, then landing on Nan Wan’s profile, "Do you know her?"
Nan Wan withdrew her gaze, with no fluctuation in her brows and eyes, "She’s a family member of my sister-in-law’s patient, I’ve seen her a few times."
A seven or eight-year-old boy should be at the age of playing on the playground with friends, yet that child, who smiles like an angel mistaken on Earth, could only lie in a hospital bed.
Waiting for a successful heart match, or... death.
After settling the bill, Mu Jin Huan stood up, hanging his coat on his arm, and walked over to Nan Wan’s side, "It’s late, let’s go."
Nan Wan nodded, stood up after gathering her things.
Bai Ruoshu finished wiping the table and was about to wash the cloth when she looked up and saw the couple walking side by side.
The fingers holding the cloth unconsciously tightened, eyes filled with apprehension and unease, she forced out a smile, "Doctor Nan, you’re eating here too? I didn’t notice."
Only a couple of steps away.
Nan Wan raised her hand to tuck her hair, covering half her face, smilingly, "We were sitting in the corner, it’s normal not to notice, I only saw you when we came out of the restroom."
