Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 51 - 051. Kidnapping is illegal...

Chapter 51: 051. Kidnapping is illegal...

Jiang Xiaoman finally let out a bit of her anger.

She had painstakingly prepared a dinner all night, yet no one showed up. Even her son not only didn’t return but had also turned off his phone, making him completely unreachable.

The butler wiped the sweat off his forehead, took a step forward, and asked cautiously, "Ma’am, shall we prepare another table?"

Jiang Xiaoman glared at the butler, "It’s already ten o’clock, who’s eating now!"

She wasn’t naive enough to think that there were many people here who truly respected her.

The butler bent his body lower, eyes fixed on the ground, fearing to infuriate her again, "Yes, Ma’am."

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In such a high-end neighborhood, you can’t get a cab at night unless you walk to the main road and try your luck.

However, she had no shoes, and walking barefoot on several hundred meters of crossroad would mean she wouldn’t be able to go to work tomorrow.

Nan Wan looked at the man standing by the car door, closed her eyes, feeling a strong urge to kick him, but she held back, "Take me home."

The man opened the car door, and Nan Wan sat in the passenger seat without moving.

He didn’t seem in a hurry either, with one hand resting on the car door, playing absentmindedly with the car keys in the other, not saying a word, just gazing at Nan Wan with a slight smirk, remaining this way for a full five minutes.

Outside, an unusual strong wind was blowing, indicating it might rain.

So, it was quite cold...

The wind blew her stray hair into a messy disarray, the ends brushing against her eyes and cheeks, itching and adding to her irritation.

Nan Wan gripped the seatbelt, her face showing a faint indifference, "Mr. Mu, kidnapping is illegal, you should know that."

He remained in the same pose, his eyes still filled with interest, not fading a bit, and he didn’t utter a single word.

Nan Wan suddenly felt like she was acting in a monologue, like punching into cotton, utterly powerless, she lifted her eyes, glaring wide-eyed at him, "Mu Jin Huan, do you find this amusing?"

Mu Jin Huan smirked, speaking unhurriedly, "What did I do?"

Nan Wan maintained a cold expression, "Your behavior is no different from thugs or bandits!"

Thugs, bandits...

Mu Jin Huan leaned over, swiftly unbuckled her seat belt, then scooped her up onto his shoulder and headed towards the apartment with long strides.

Being carried head down like a sack, the uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness made Nan Wan scream out loud, "Ah!"

Her feet kicked aimlessly in the air, her hair completely in disarray, and her cheeks turned bright red due to blood rush, her voice several octaves higher than before, "What are you doing?"

No matter how she struggled, Mu Jin Huan’s steps didn’t falter, steadily moving like the wind, as he climbed the stairs, freeing one hand to press the door lock code.

His low, pleasant voice came out slowly with the sound of the electronic lock opening, "In my understanding, this is what thugs and bandits do."

Nan Wan gritted her teeth, raising her hand to push away the hair obstructing her view, "Put me down."

The sound of leather shoes tapping the floor made a crisp clattering noise.

The curve of his thin lips lifted, "Don’t rush."

His deep tone seemed even more magnetic in the darkness.