Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 67 - 067. Mu Huan, Mu Huan...

Chapter 67: 067. Mu Huan, Mu Huan...

He removed her shoe gently, without touching her wound at all.

Nan Wan watched as the man lifted her leg from beneath the seat, a warm temperature seeping through from her ankle to the skin below. She raised her hand to reach for the disinfectant swab in the first aid kit, her voice very low, "I’ll do it myself."

A slightly warning tone sounded, "Don’t move."

Nan Wan’s initial thought of pulling her foot back was unexpectedly dispelled. She slowly retracted her hand and leaned quietly against the seat.

Her gaze settled on the man’s earnest and handsome face, and for some reason, she couldn’t look away.

Objectively speaking, this should be the most enigmatic man she’s met in her 26 years of living.

In fact, she had seen him in entertainment news a few years ago, the well-known president of the Ji Family in An City, possessing power and wealth of the highest order, yet rarely involved in gossip.

No, it should be none at all.

The only connection involved Miss Fang from the Fang Family. Three years ago, their engagement party was lavish and caused quite a stir, stirring envy even in Qing City.

Everyone originally thought they would naturally enter into the institution of marriage, but two months later, the engagement was called off, and eventually, it was left unresolved. Apart from those involved, no one knew the reason.

Some said that his engagement with Miss Fang was merely for show, that there was no affection between them, and his true love interest, someone hidden close to his heart, was too well-protected to leave any trace for the media.

Such an outstanding and mature man, even with a past like that, does nothing to diminish his charm.

Since his arrival in Qing City, countless noble women have set their sights on the position of Mrs. Mu. Many boldly express their affection publicly, yet the media still hasn’t caught any scandalous gossip.

The most repeated speculation is the unclear relationship between him and Mrs. Gu, Ji Wanxia from An City. However, having been siblings for over a decade, even without blood ties, it’s still something to talk about.

After all, with Mrs. Gu Shaozhi from An City and the president of the Mu Family in Qing City, such identities are enough to catch media attention.

The sting from the contact of alcohol with the wound jolted Nan Wan back to reality, prompting her to quickly avert her gaze and softly say, "Thank you."

The blood seeping from the wound had already coagulated and stood out conspicuously against her fair skin.

Mu Jin Huan’s hand remained on her ankle, originally to prevent her from moving due to pain and touching the wound, but now it seemed like an unnecessary precaution.

Using alcohol to clean a fresh wound, most women would cry out in pain, but she only emitted a barely audible "hiss" at the beginning. In the quiet of the car, he might not have heard it at all.

After that, she sat quietly, without even a slight tremble.

Not afraid of the dark, because she’s used to it.

Not afraid of pain, perhaps also because she’s used to it...

The swabbing motion in his hand paused, perhaps a casual utterance, "You can call me Mu Huan."

Somehow, the atmosphere in the car had become peaceful and warm.

Mu Huan, Mu Huan...

Revolving in her mind, there seemed to be an ambiguous allure.

Is the air conditioning set too high?

Why does it suddenly feel a little warm.....

Originally, all of Nan Wan’s senses were focused on her ankle, but now the temperature beneath her cheek’s skin slowly rose. Fortunately, the hair draped over her shoulder shielded her anomaly from the man’s view, ensuring her state wouldn’t be noticed.

The hands clasped in front of her squeezed her skin firmly.