Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 104. What the eyes see is not necessarily true.

Chapter 104: 104. What the eyes see is not necessarily true.

After Nan Wan finished speaking, the car was silent for a long, long time.

She didn’t look at the man’s expression, neither retracting her words nor continuing.

He remained silent, and so did she.

The air seemed to hold an invisible confrontation, a clash of swords and spears, neither willing to concede.

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After the car came off the overpass, Nan Wan pressed her lips together and broke the silence, "Stop at the next intersection."

In this atmosphere of mutual cold war, even breathing was difficult.

After a few minutes, the car didn’t slow down, and the buildings on either side of the road continued to retreat rapidly.

Nan Wan raised her voice, "Mu Jin Huan, I said stop the car."

Mu Jin Huan’s expression was impassive, his deep black eyes seemed soaked in ice, and his sharply defined features appeared even more relentless.

His thin lips slightly parted, and he indifferently uttered two words, "Shut up."

Nan Wan always thought this man was mostly gentle with her, his occasional dominance was measured, and even the deliberate allure to confuse her exuded a mature gentleman’s masculine charm.

But now she realized, the innate aggression in him was no less than that of Nan Huaiyu.

He was angry.

It’s just that the intense displeasure was not apparent on the surface...

She closed her eyes, softened her tone, "Mr. Mu, if anything I said offended you, I apologize."

Mu Jin Huan remained the same cold demeanor, only the tension in his jawline eased slightly, "I’m surprised you gave in so quickly."

The low voice was like wheels rolling over gravel.

The wad of damp cotton in her chest remained, and Nan Wan didn’t feel like analyzing whether he was mocking or what, "Adaptability is a survival law I learned from the first day I stepped into the workplace."

Mu Jin Huan silently slowed down the car, the furrows between his brows smoothing out, "Does my big brother always exploit you?"

Switching the topic made the air inside the car seem less stifling.

Mu Jinqian, living up to his name, was a gentleman renowned in Qing City, except for occasionally occupying her after-work hours due to his position, nothing else really, it couldn’t be called exploitation.

Breathing became much easier, she relaxed and leaned her body against the car window, closed her eyes, her voice light and rising, "Is Mr. Mu planning to stand up for me?"

Twenty minutes ago, she was still discussing transactions and benefits with him with a cool demeanor, now she had switched to this lazy woman’s posture.

The ice in his dark eyes melted into water, adding a touch of warmth to his handsome face, but his voice didn’t change, still faint, "You wish."

Nan Wan, "..."

Look at the silly question she asked, they are brothers connected by blood, and who is she.

"You can let me off now."

The edge in Mu Jin Huan’s brows and eyes faded, "Sleep for a while, I’ll take you out to eat."

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan stopped speaking, adjusting to a comfortable position.

Even she didn’t realize it, under the cover of her hair, the temperature on her cool face gradually rose.

He remained silent, she was sensible, neither mentioning the word ’child’, as if this invisible battle had never existed.

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In the pantry.

Secretary Tang took a sip of water, opened the message from President Mu, and her eyes widened, thinking she misread it.

The action was too much, causing her to choke on the water, almost coughing her lungs out.

Liu An saw her like this and burst into laughter, "Serves you right!"

After Secretary Tang stopped coughing, she gave him a fierce glare, looked at her water-soaked sleeve, and barked angrily, "Tissues!"

Liu An twitched the corner of his mouth, awkwardly grabbed the tissues on the table and handed them over.

He glanced at the still glowing screen involuntarily.

Tsk tsk tsk, President Mu is really a man of action!

He nudged her arm, a mischievous smile on his lips, "You wouldn’t be secretly in love with President Mu, would you? With your figure and looks, you should give it up sooner."

Secretary Tang tossed the wet tissue into the trash and disdainfully distanced herself from him, "You look like you’re asking for a beating, if your brain is sick go get it checked, if you’re late it might already be brain damage."

These are words Liu An didn’t like, "Hey, hey, hey! How can you talk like that!"

Secretary Tang nonchalantly kicked him, "Go get the car."

Then, she picked up her phone from the table, and walked out of the pantry on her high heels.

Liu An gritted his teeth, muttering silently to himself, "A good man doesn’t fight with a wicked woman, endure..."

Calming down, he dusted off the dirt on his pants and, taking a deep breath, quickly caught up.

They arrived at the civil affairs bureau an hour later.

As soon as Secretary Tang got out of the car, she saw their boss leaning against the body of a car not far away.

A cigarette was half-burned between his fingers, white smoke coiling upwards along his slender fingers, his other hand tucked in his suit trousers pocket, his head lowered, seemingly deep in thought.

Walking closer, she handed what she held out to him, "President Mu, here are the documents you wanted, everything is complete."

Mu Jin Huan raised his hand to take them, responding indifferently.

"Doctor Shen also asked me to pass on a message to you."

Mu Jin Huan took a deep drag, smoke lingering across his face, "Go on."

Secretary Tang repeated verbatim, "She said, many times, what you see with your eyes may not be the truth."

She didn’t understand the implication of this seemingly simple statement, but she was certain it concerned the person in the car.

White smoke drifted from Mu Jin Huan’s lips, making the darkness that had long covered his eyes seem veiled in mist, "You all go back to the company first."

"Okay."

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When the man woke Nan Wan, she felt as if she had slept for a century.

After maintaining one position for a long time, her body felt uncomfortably stiff.

Her left palm covering the back of her head, she massaged as she turned her neck.

Her voice was hoarse from waking, "Are we there?"

Mu Jin Huan stood by the car, gazing at that half-awake, dreamlike face, a gentle softness barely there on his handsome features.

The skin under the sunlight was translucent and pale, making one want to reach out and touch, the weariness in his eyes lessened, he looked like a languid kitten just awakened.

Half bending, one hand casually resting on the car door, the other reaching over to tousle the woman’s soft long hair, the touch gentle, his voice low and deep, "Yes, we’re here. After dinner, I’ll take you home to continue sleeping."

Nan Wan’s mind was still in a state of confusion, the light making her vision blurry, she only felt his voice was particularly pleasant, "Home, whose home?"

Mu Jin Huan paused for a moment, as if pondering an appropriate answer.

Then, his big hand moved down to support her head which was about to tilt, and he said these four words, "Our home."