Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 149 - 124. We become husband and wife, as long as we like each other. _2

The couple had only this one treasure, so they agreed to the marriage of the two.

In the first year, Du Ruo gave birth to Nan Chengzhi’s first child, named Nan Ze.

The husband was very happy and became more and more considerate of her.

She was immersed in her love, and with her parents’ affection, she still seemed like a girl.

In the fourth year, Mikhail suddenly had a stroke and died after unsuccessful rescue. On a September night of the same year, Du Yuan had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, her lover smiled gently at her and leaned down to kiss the back of her hand. The dream was so enchanting that Du Yuan never woke up.

A week later, Mikhail’s company was officially taken over by his son-in-law Nan Chengzhi.

In the seventh year, Du Ruo gave birth to her husband’s second child, named Nan Wan.

In the eighth year, Du Ruo discovered that her husband returned home later and later, sometimes not coming home for two days in a row. Her girlish heart slowly aged.

In the tenth year, the mistress came to the door, bringing along a five-year-old boy. At that time, Du Ruo was tying her daughter’s hair.

The husband’s eyes were evasive, and his words were all protecting the other woman.

At that moment, she realized that her love was probably dead.

In the twelfth year, there was a secret that only the servants of the Nan Family knew: the once beautiful and elegant socialite Mrs. Nan...had gone mad.

When the eldest young master Nan Ze was not around, she would beat and scold her only five-year-old daughter, saying, "It’s all because of you that Chengzhi turned his affection away."

In the fourteenth year, the half-crazy and half-dazed Du Ruo was sent to a sanatorium. In July of the same year, the marriage, once celebrated as a fairytale, was announced to have ended publicly.

The position of Mrs. Nan changed hands.

From then on, no one except the staff at the sanatorium ever saw the once dazzling socialite again.

...

Her body seemed to grow cold from the soles of her feet, and Nan Wan couldn’t help but lean closer to the source of warmth, her voice low, "I don’t often have nightmares. Many times I’m trapped in them because of the thick, uncleanable blood and the ghosts sticking their tongues out at me."

Mu Jin Huan held the woman’s petite hand, wrapping it within his palm, his eyes like a deep pool, "Every cause has its effect."

If he had returned a little later that night, would she have been trapped in that dream even longer?

Nan Wan leaned against the man’s chest, with not much emotion between her brows and eyes, only her voice seemed filtered through gauze.

Empty, distracted.

"During those two years between five and seven, many times I couldn’t go to school because I was often covered in bruises."

Mu Jin Huan’s eyes tightened.

"Rather than staying in bed, I preferred lying on the carpet, because I could hear my brother when he opened the door, and I could also hear Lu Li calling my name under the plane tree outside the window."

"My brother said the first phrase I learned was: Mom. At that time, she was very happy, holding me all day telling stories, but later, this person disliked me very much. To say she hated me would not be exaggerating, she believed her husband’s infidelity was all because of me."

Each word was spoken by Nan Wan slowly, plainly as if reading a passage from a book, she was merely a bystander to whom nothing was related.

She tilted her head up to meet the man’s gaze, a faint smile playing on her cheeks, "I’m not very liked by my family either, thinking of it that way, we seem to suit each other more." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Mu Jin Huan fixed his gaze on her soft smile, her dimples were shallow, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye less alluring under the gentle light.

In those clear water-like eyes, he seemed to see a vague sorrow, not hysterical, but pain only.

"So, we marry, as long as we like each other, it’s enough."

He bowed his head and kissed her lips.

...

The kiss ended.

Mu Jin Huan forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart, reached out and turned off the light, "Your turn."

The dark environment seemed to be a protective color.

The man’s body was scorching hot, Nan Wan instinctively pulled away, pursed her lips, "Let’s talk about the house."

Grandma’s living quarters are the old residence of the Yu Family.

Mu Jin Huan habitually reached for the bedside, wanting to light a cigarette, but this was Nan Wan’s bedroom, naturally, there was nothing there.

His hand, coming up empty, paused and then withdrew.

His eyes in the darkness were half closed, as if pondering a better way to put it.

For a long time, he spoke lightly, "That medical record I asked you for help with, the patient’s name is Yu Qinglu, we’ve known each other since we were young."

"Qinglu’s parents passed away early, the closest person she had in this world was her fiancé. A year and a half ago, there was a car accident, I survived, but Qinglu’s fiancé died instantly."