Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 166 - 128. Which place of yours have I not seen, huh?_3
Two seconds later, he lifted the person beneath him and strode towards the bathroom.
If Nan Wan knew what awaited her, she certainly wouldn’t have such an immature thought; she’d rather fall sick, truly.
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An hour later.
Mu Jin Huan leaned against the headboard, holding a hairdryer as he dried the woman’s damp long hair, his face exhibiting a lazy satisfaction.
Looking at the back of her head, his thin lips curved into a smile.
When her hair was almost dry, he turned off the hairdryer and tossed it aside.
His long arms tightened, pulling her into his embrace, his voice hoarse and sexy in that post-intimate way, "Are you angry?"
Nan Wan glanced at him weakly, "Is this something worth getting mad about?"
The quilt slipped down, revealing skin covered in countless faint and deep marks.
Mu Jin Huan turned off the lights and kissed her forehead gently in the darkness, speaking in a low, deep voice, "Wanwan, let’s have a child." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
After she left the Mu Family villa that day, she said she didn’t want one, so every time since then, he had taken precautions.
"Have you thought it through?" Nan Wan rested her head on the man’s arm, her mind empty, half-jokingly saying, "If we have a child, I’ll use it to cling to you and never let go. If we find we’re not suitable, breaking up won’t be easy."
Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s face turned sullen, and he bit her chin viciously, "I’m thinking about what’s good for you, and you’re thinking of how to separate—where’s your conscience?"
"Ow!"
Nan Wan inhaled sharply.
Though a bit annoyed, her voice remained soft, "Get rid of that vibrant green onion first. Being watched all the time, I really find it hard to consider having a child."
For other matters, she had no opinion since the initiative was with him, but on matters of principle, she wouldn’t compromise.
A child wasn’t just an animal; the issues involved were unimaginable to her.
Though she found it annoying, Mu Jin Huan wasn’t entirely at ease either, it’s just that other than occasionally having little thoughts, that vibrant green onion behaved itself most of the time, so there was no reason to send it back.
"Let’s wait a few more days."
"Sleep."
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Saturday.
Mu Jin Huan waited at home for the vet to come; Nan Wan drove herself to the hospital.
Today, unlike usual, Nan Wan’s office was particularly lively.
Some came to give wedding gifts, others to mock; some said ’Congratulations,’ while others said ’I envy you.’
With the door constantly opening and closing, the temperature inside was no different from outside; Nan Wan’s hands and feet were cold, and the smile on her face was stiff.
Until she received his call at noon, she was finally relieved.
"Barton’s fine; the vet said he ate something unclean, causing stomach discomfort, which is why he’s listless."
Her anxiety all morning finally eased; she closed the office door to warm up the room, "As long as he’s okay. You go to work, let Aunt Zhou take care of him."
Barton always ate imported dog food and didn’t have the habit of eating random things outside...
But without evidence, everything was just speculation.
A knock on the door sounded.
Nan Wan turned her head.
Qin Zhenzhen poked her head in, "Doctor Nan, there’s an emergency for you."
"Got it," putting the phone back to her ear, "I have something to do, I’ll talk to you later."
Mu Jin Huan glanced at the time on his wrist, twelve twenty-one.
Frowning, "Remember to eat after you’re done."
"Mm."
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After sending the vet away, Zhao Ying turned and walked to the center of the living room, her voice gentle, "Sir, should we give the medicine prescribed by the doctor to Barton now?"
Mu Jin Huan had only climbed a few steps when he heard Zhao Ying’s words and stopped.
He turned around, his indifferent gaze falling from above, "Aunt Zhou is preparing it; you go clean the study."
Though his tone was no different from usual, Zhao Ying oddly felt a chilling sensation.
She didn’t dare meet that sharp gaze, as if it could see through everything, and lowered her head in panic, responding respectfully, "Got it."
The heavy footsteps faded until there was no sound left in her ears.
The hands clasped in front of her tightened, nails almost piercing her palms.
She clearly hadn’t done anything, so why was she looked at that way?
Besides family background, what did she lack compared to that woman?
She was younger, cleaner, and more considerate.
Why... couldn’t it be her?
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Ten o’clock, airport.
Nan Wan and Mu Jin Huan stood side by side, easily spotting the hand-holding pair coming toward them, distinguishing them at a glance despite the crowd.
Her hands no longer felt cold; Nan Wan withdrew her hand from the man’s palm, "Your sister is more beautiful than in the photos."
