Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 126 - 117. Imagined a 10,000-word story of a domineering CEO tormenting his wife.

Chapter 126: 117. Imagined a 10,000-word story of a domineering CEO tormenting his wife.

After saying this, Nan Wan took the lead and walked back.

He didn’t catch up, faint footsteps coming from behind, mixed with yet-to-subside heavy breathing.

After frolicking, Barton came tumbling down the slope, finally choosing Nan Wan, circling around her.

Her scarlet lips slowly curved up.

At least it wasn’t a waste raising him.

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After getting home, Mu Jin Huan was in the bathroom taking a shower when Nan Wan received a call from Mu Jinqian.

"Nan Wan, how’s the case I asked you to handle?"

Nan Wan replied while putting his clothes into the basket, "I sent an email, but Senior Brother Sheng hasn’t responded."

"Can you reach him by phone?"

"It’s been off, but his assistant did call me, saying Senior Brother Sheng has been so busy he doesn’t distinguish day from night, and apart from life-and-death matters, he doesn’t dare disturb him, so the case is still with me."

"Make sure you get this done for me as soon as you contact Sheng Boyan."

Nan Wan pursed her lips, speaking softly, "I’ll do my best."

That oddball has been in seclusion recently, and no one can reach him; we’ll just have to wait for his assistant’s update.

There’s no other way but to wait for him to finish his work.

"Okay, you go ahead and be busy."

Nan Wan responded, and then hung up the phone.

However, before she could put the phone down on the table, it vibrated once again.

It was Nan Chengzhi.

At the same time, the phone at the end of the bed started flashing, with a message coming in.

From her angle, she could just see the string of numbers on the screen.

No name saved.

Retracting her gaze, she walked over to the sofa and sat down, answering the call.

On the other end, Nan Chengzhi was somewhat surprised; he couldn’t recall the last time his call was answered.

Adjusting his glasses, he continued to browse the calendar on his desk, "Wanwan, do you have time this evening?"

Nan Wan only found the deliberately affectionate voice unfamiliar, and responded plainly with two words, "No time."

Nan Chengzhi’s expression froze for a bit, awkwardly saying, "No matter how busy work is, you should spare a little time to discuss your engagement, shouldn’t you?"

Beside him, Jiang Xiaoman watched his doting father facade with a sneer in her heart.

If it weren’t for her son supporting the Nan Family, who knows what would have happened to it.

Now that little girl latched onto a higher branch, his attitude changed immediately, as if he wasn’t the one who had been harshly forcing his daughter into an engagement with the Su Family a few days ago.

Nan Wan slumped onto the sofa, her palm covering her eyes, her voice a bit hoarse, "Time, place."

"8 PM, Yuelai Restaurant."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Nan Wan covered her face with her hands, lying on the sofa for a long time before sitting up again.

The bathroom door opened, and the fresh, clean scent of shower gel spread through the air.

Nan Wan didn’t turn around, lazily leaning on the sofa, flipping through a magazine in her hands, "Your phone seems to have a message."

Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan draped the towel he was using to dry his short hair over his shoulder, bent over and picked up the phone at the end of the bed, and unlocked the screen.

His brows furrowed, emotions hidden deep in his eyes.

His voice was low, "I’m going out for a bit, won’t be back for lunch."

Nan Wan nodded, her expression unchanged, "Just now your father-in-law called, said we’re having dinner together tonight, do you have time?"

Mu Jin Huan tossed the phone back to the end of the bed, stretched his long legs, walked over to the sofa, and sat down.

His still-damp arm draped over the woman’s shoulder, his dark eyes half-narrowed, with a half-smile, "Aren’t you going to ask where I’m going?"

Because of his movement, the magazine on her lap fell onto the carpet, and Nan Wan didn’t bother to pick it up.

She lazily leaned on his firm shoulder, warmth spreading through her skin, a faint smile gracing her lips, "More than where you’re going, I’m more interested in whether you’ll be able to join me for that exceedingly boring dinner tonight."

From Nan Chengzhi’s words, it seems the Mu Family will also be present.

If he doesn’t have time, she’d have to face them alone, just the thought of it made her think she should eat more at lunch.

Mu Jin Huan’s handsome face remained calm, eyes deep like a mysterious pool, with what seemed to be maneaters lurking within.

His thin lips curled into a smile, half-mocking, half-sarcastic, "Where is it?"

She never interferes with her husband’s work, nor inquires about his whereabouts.

Indeed, a qualified wealthy lady.