Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 54 - 054. The apartment is very big, yet there is only him.

Chapter 54: 054. The apartment is very big, yet there is only him.

She vaguely heard a faint chuckle from behind, then quickened her pace.

On the dining table was a bowl of clear broth noodles with a golden fried egg on top, looking quite presentable.

There were no scallions that she hated, and there was also a glass of plain water next to it.

There aren’t many men who can cook these days, so it was quite rare that a busy CEO could make a bowl of noodles. She didn’t expect it to taste that good.

However, that notion didn’t hold up when she tasted it.

It was delicious.

Nan Wan picked up a few more strands and brought them to her mouth, blew on them, swallowed, then suddenly remembered something.

She looked up at the person across from her and asked, "Does this bowl of noodles count too?"

If it was considered a debt, it might be better not to eat it.

Mu Jin Huan’s handsome face remained impassive, holding a cigarette between his long fingers, but it was unlit.

His hand rested casually on the chair back, toying with the lighter, and he kindly reminded her, "You’ve already eaten it, unless you can spit it out?"

She couldn’t...

Nan Wan calmly tied her loose hair into a casual bun and continued eating. Strangely, being watched by a man while eating didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. "Do you live alone?"

The apartment was so big, there was no maid, only him, not even a dog.

Mu Jin Huan’s eagle-like eyes were dark as he gazed at her beautiful face, his gaze deepening.

Her hair was pinned up, revealing a smooth forehead, with strands framing her face more delicately.

Her eating looked like a chipmunk, occasionally puffing her cheeks, quite adorable...

After a long while, he finally responded in a deep voice, "Soon, I won’t be."

At this moment, Nan Wan didn’t ponder over the deeper meaning in his words.

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After Nan Wan finished the bowl of noodles, Mu Jin Huan drove her back home. Nobody spoke on the way, but it wasn’t cold—it was a gentle silence.

When they arrived, he gentlemanly helped her open the car door.

Nan Wan knew it was the upbringing of a gentleman from a noble family, so she didn’t find it strange.

The expected storm didn’t come, but the wind was still strong. When Nan Wan got out of the car, she immediately felt a chill invade her entire body.

She wore a pair of men’s slippers that were a bit too big and loose, almost tripping her.

Mu Jin Huan quickly reached out to steady her arm, holding her steady, and frowned, "Watch your step."

Nan Wan softly responded, then withdrew her arm from the man’s grasp.

This time, she didn’t say thank you.

After taking a few steps, she paused, turned around, and faced him, "This light..."

Was it you who had someone come to fix the light in the hallway?

Her voice was low, and with the wind blowing fiercely, it scattered as soon as it left her mouth.

Mu Jin Huan didn’t hear clearly, so he stepped closer, shortening the distance between them, "What?"

Nan Wan immediately smiled, "Nothing."

She didn’t say more, and Mu Jin Huan didn’t press further, his voice low, "Go up, it’ll rain soon."

In such weather, the heavy rain hadn’t come yet, but it would eventually, sooner or later.

Nan Wan raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, pursed her lips, and said before turning away, "Wait for me for two minutes."

She then went straight through the door and upstairs, disregarding the man’s reaction.

When Nan Wan came down with an umbrella, she had changed into her own shoes, walking with less caution now.