Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 129 - 117. Imagined a 10,000-word story of a domineering CEO tormenting his wife._4

Chapter 129: 117. Imagined a 10,000-word story of a domineering CEO tormenting his wife._4

Aunt Zhou finished saying this, and noticed that there was no change in Nan Wan’s expression. She still looked relaxed and carefree, as if she didn’t care at all.

This made Aunt Zhou even more worried, so she imitated a scene she saw on TV, patting Nan Wan’s shoulder, "Madam, you should pay more attention!"

Nan Wan couldn’t help but laugh at Aunt Zhou’s completely unconvincing imitation.

She held her forehead and asked, "Wasn’t Xiao Zhao someone from the Mu Family before?"

Aunt Zhou understood that the Madam had figured it out and felt somewhat relieved, "No, I never saw her when I was at the Mu Family."

Nan Wan nodded, her delicate eyebrows showing no emotion, appearing as if she was just asking casually, "Aunt Zhou, I won’t be having dinner at home tonight, just make your own portion."

"Then what about Mr. Mu?"

"I’ll be with him."

Aunt Zhou smiled instantly, "Good, good, young couples should spend more quality time together to strengthen their relationship."

Nan Wan: "..."

She didn’t explain and just let Aunt Zhou think what she wanted.

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As Nan Wan stepped out in the evening, she noticed a car parked at the gate. The driver was smoking by the trash can, appearing to have been waiting for quite some time.

The driver instinctively looked over at the sound of the gate opening. Once he recognized her, he quickly tossed aside his half-smoked cigarette and hurried to the car, "Madam, President Mu instructed me to come pick you up."

A breeze picked up, and Nan Wan wrapped her coat tighter, casually asking, "Where is he?"

While opening the car door to the back seat, the driver replied, "President Mu is still working overtime, so I came to pick you up first, then I’ll take the car to the company to pick him up."

Nan Wan nodded and got into the car bent over, "Thank you for your trouble."

The driver rubbed his stiff, cold hands, smiling as he answered, "It’s my duty."

The car drove for half an hour and arrived at the Mu Family’s headquarters.

After parking the car, the driver turned back to ask, "Madam, President Mu is probably still in the office, would you like me to take you up to wait?"

The clear day had given way to a night sky adorned with a few stars.

Nan Wan’s gaze fell on the bustling road outside the window, lightly saying, "He knows the time, I’ll just wait in the car."

The driver was quite surprised, as most people would prefer the comfort of a warm and spacious office over the cramped confines of a car.

Moreover, inside that office was the president of the Mu Family, whom many high-society women in Qing City couldn’t even dream of meeting!

This soon-to-be lady of the Mu Family was indeed a remarkable woman.

"Alright."

Then he obediently sat in the driver’s seat.

About five minutes later, he heard the sound of the car door opening behind him and instinctively turned back.

He saw her getting out of the car and quickly pushed open the door, "Madam, where are you going?"

Nan Wan saw his panicked expression and smiled gently, "Don’t worry, I’m just stepping out for some fresh air."

The driver stopped in his tracks, awkwardly scratching his head and laughing dryly a couple of times, "It’s cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

After saying this, he took two steps back.

Standing still, he looked at her again and found that her stunning beauty, which could easily outshine any surgically-enhanced face in showbiz, appeared particularly unapproachable at the moment.

The light from the advertisement screen opposite was dazzling, and the driver couldn’t help but look over.

It turned out to be the promotion for Lu Li’s new movie "South Wind Knows My Heart." It was directed by one of the most experienced directors, with a big production and attractive cast.

Initially, he didn’t see anything particularly noteworthy for Madam to stand in the cold wind and watch, but as he watched, he was suddenly struck with a realization.

Lu Li was one of the main characters in the notorious "Affair Scandal" that swept the city at that time...

Catching sight of President Mu walking out of the lobby from the corner of his eye, he quickly coughed a few times, trying to alert the dazed Madam.

However, she didn’t react in the slightest.

He could only worry helplessly.

Nan Wan could tell who it was just by the sound of footsteps without looking back.

Retrieving her gaze from the screen, she turned around, walked up to the man, linked her arm through his, and showed a soft smile, "Mr. Mu, working overtime even on weekends, that’s quite laborious."

Mu Jin Huan’s gaze swept past the replaying promotional video, his handsome face remained undisturbed, and his deep voice asked, "Interested?"

"It’s okay," Nan Wan leaned against the man’s side to absorb warmth, "I just haven’t been to the cinema to watch a movie in ages, so it feels fresh."

Mu Jin Huan held her cold little hand and led her towards the car. The interplay of light and shadow etched his handsome face with even sharper angles.

"I’ll take you to see it at the premiere."

"You’re going to watch the movie with me," Nan Wan raised her head to look at him, from this angle, his sword-shaped brows and deep eyes appeared gentle, "But tickets for the premiere are hard to get; we might as well watch a normal showing."

Mu Jin Huan opened the car door, his arm rested on the car window, and with this action, half of his watch was visible, while the other half remained hidden within his sleeve.

"Huo Yihan invested in it; asking him for two tickets shouldn’t be a problem."

Nan Wan’s gaze skimmed over the familiar watch without lingering too long and she bent over to get into the car.

Once settled, she laughed lightly and said, "Then I’ll wait for you to pull some strings."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s thin lips hinted at an elusive curve.

Though faint, to outsiders, this was already a once-in-a-century sight.

The driver standing by was somewhat dumbfounded.

This Madam was straightforward without any secrets, and President Mu was calm and composed, not taking it to heart at all.

Only he, like a eunuch worrying over the emperor’s affairs, conjured up a ten-thousand-word melodrama of a tyrannical president tormenting his wife...

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Inside the car.

Mu Jin Huan’s dark eyes gently closed as he held the soft and delicate hand in his palm, his calloused fingertips slowly rubbed her fine skin, his voice deep, "Have you been waiting long?"

Nan Wan leaned on the man’s shoulder, savoring the warmth as her body gradually thawed, "No, you came down not long after I arrived."

The driver’s inner monologue: Madam, when I left the North Shore Villa, I did send President Mu a text, but I forgot to inform you, it’s all my fault. If you ever find out, please don’t blame me!

After all, he had heard from Liu An about the dire consequences of bringing about one’s own doom.

Mu Jin Huan’s expression remained unchanged as he slowly stated, "The temperature of your hand says otherwise."

Hearing this, Nan Wan was momentarily taken aback.

He was attentive to this extent...

"It’s winter, you know. Women are like this; I have a cold constitution, and if I stay outside for too long, I turn into an ice block."

When the traffic light turned red, the car stopped, and pedestrians began crossing the zebra line in front.

"If I hadn’t come down, would you have just waited in the car?"