Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 154 - 125. Why did you marry Nan Wan? _3

Mu Jin Huan remained expressionless, "But I’m tired."

The man closed the bedroom door with his foot, shutting out everything from the outside.

In the living room, a green plant seemed to have silently sprouted from the wooden floor, with a flower bud slowly blooming.

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At six o’clock in the evening, night covered the earth, and the lights of ten thousand homes adorned the same night sky.

Mu Jin Huan leaned over to help Nan Wan with her seatbelt, his eyes warm and deep, "How did you explain it to Grandma?"

The man’s short hair brushed against his jaw, leaving a tickling sensation.

Nan Wan couldn’t help but lean back, saying casually, "No matter what I say, Grandma has met you and knows you’ve coveted her house for a long time."

After unfastening the seatbelt, Mu Jin Huan didn’t pull back his body, and his expression remained unchanged at her words.

His dark eyes looked into hers, his voice deep, "What did you say?"

Nan Wan pressed her lips lightly, "I just said... I’m married and here to ask Grandma for a dowry."

Mu Jin Huan’s thin lips curved into a smile, "So straightforward."

Nan Wan also laughed, "Did you want me to beat around the bush and persuade Grandma to move elsewhere?"

Actually, Grandma’s impression of him wasn’t bad. If full marks were a hundred, he’d get at least eighty.

On the phone, after she spoke, Grandma didn’t show much emotion.

There was just a long silence.

Mu Jin Huan’s dark eyes were deep like an abyss, hiding an emotion only he understood, his voice low, "We won’t move too far, just nearby."

Nan Wan nodded, her voice flat, "Grandma doesn’t have any sentimental attachment to this house, but Miss Yu feels differently. I’ve already spoken to Grandma, and she understands and accepts."

Of course, she’d only shared a small part of why she married Mu Jin Huan, using four simple words: because she liked him.

What she said was incomplete but not deceitful.

Mu Jin Huan knew the first time he came here that the elderly woman had lived here for many years and truly didn’t express any reluctance to sell due to emotions or memories.

Yet, no matter how much others offered, she wouldn’t agree, insisting on leaving it for her granddaughter.

He got out of the car, walked around the front, and opened the passenger door.

"Let’s take Grandma to see it some other day. If she’s not satisfied, I’ll have someone else change it."

Nan Wan looked at the tea leaves he held, smiling, "Grandma’s not picky, as long as it’s quiet." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

These were Xu Shuyu’s exact words.

The door wasn’t opened by Aunt Jing, but by Shen Zhimei.

Seeing them, she wasn’t surprised, as if she’d known all along, "Come in quickly, it’s cold outside."

Nan Wan walked into the hallway, bent down to find slippers, "Why are you here too?"

Shen Zhimei smiled lightly, "If I’m not mistaken, your grandma is my grandma too."

The words were directed at Nan Wan, but her gaze landed on Mu Jin Huan.

Nan Wan noticed a pair of brand-new men’s slippers on the shoe rack, and a strange feeling quietly arose in her heart, "Stand inside, you’re blocking the way."

Shen Zhimei retracted her gaze, pouted, and turned to walk into the living room.

Jia Shu, who was playing with Legos, heard the familiar voices and crawled up from the carpet, happily running towards the door.

But was intercepted halfway by Shen Zhimei, who picked him up, feigning anger, "Do you want Auntie or Mommy?"

If Mrs. Mu, who was on her period, were tackled to the ground by her son, the feeling of warm menstrual blood flooding out must be hard to describe.

Jia Shu reacted quickly, "Want Mommy."

"That’s more like it," Shen Zhimei was satisfied, placing the child on the floor, "Walk slowly, don’t let Auntie carry you."

Little Jia Shu naturally didn’t understand why, but he still nodded obediently.

He looked at Nan Wan with glowing eyes, "Auntie, why did you come so late? I’ve been waiting for you for so long."

Nan Wan didn’t raise her head, pretending to be indifferent, "Oh, I heard someone doesn’t want me."

Jia Shu first glanced secretly at his mother, who was making tea, then crouched low and tiptoed to Nan Wan’s side.

Such a small person, the action was especially cute.

He leaned to her ear, breathing warm air down her neck, and whispered his intentions in a tiny voice, "I do, I do."

Nan Wan was amused and burst into laughter.

Jia Shu looked up, gazing at someone several times his height, obediently calling, "Uncle Mu."

Mu Jin Huan changed into slippers, bent down to pick him up, and rubbed his small head, "Mm."

It was a very natural scene.

Aunt Jing came out of the kitchen, smiling, "Miss Nan Wan, sir, the old lady is still cooking, please have a seat for a while."