Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 79 - 079. Doctor Nan’s face is quite attractive to men.

Chapter 79: 079. Doctor Nan’s face is quite attractive to men.

An illegitimate ’ex-husband’, a seemingly half-brother, and a married man.

Doctor Nan’s face sure attracts men...

Mu Jin Huan drank half a cup of tea, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen with long strides.

When he pushed the door open, the fragrant aroma of food greeted him.

There were six dishes in total, plus a soup, all completed and neatly arranged on the counter. It wasn’t just a selection of green vegetables; more than half were meat dishes, clearly made especially for him.

What entered Mu Jin Huan’s sight next was a face with a half-smile.

The sleeves of a thin sweater were casually rolled up to the elbows, as she leaned casually against the sink, her left toe lightly tapping the ground. With water still on her hands, and a soft, shallow smile, she said, "I forgot to tell you, my kitchen door’s soundproofing is not good at all."

The last five words were deliberately drawn out.

The implication was clear: I heard every word of you answering my phone and confronting my friends without permission.

Mu Jin Huan leaned casually against the door frame, the corners of his lips slowly lifting, his voice low and magnetic, "So what?"

Sure enough, showing no signs of someone caught red-handed.

"So I should thank Mr. Mu," Nan Wan blinked, nodding her chin towards the steaming dishes, her voice light and airy, "by making you this not-too-bad meal as thanks."

Sheng Jingzhen has his own family; whether it is happy or not is not for her, an outsider, to comment on. Meeting after he returns to Qing City is unavoidable.

However, things that shouldn’t exist are best not even to have a hint from the start.

Mu Jin Huan, with one hand in his pocket, stood by the door frame, his tall figure, eyes intently fixed on the radiant face, the taste inside becoming richer, not speaking further.

Nan Wan felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at with such intensity. She turned to grab a plate from the counter, pursed her lips, steadied her mind, and made her voice sound as if nothing was amiss, "Help out a bit, big boss."

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Neither of them were particularly talkative, so the meal was eaten in silence.

But strangely, the atmosphere was not awkward.

Last time, two little chatterboxes were around, offering Nan Wan a reason to avoid awkwardness.

But this time, it was just the two of them, the atmosphere was eerily tranquil...

They sat facing each other at a small dining table, and his long legs occasionally brushed against hers.

Each time this happened, his "sorry" came so naturally that by the fourth "sorry," Nan Wan didn’t feel like he was doing it on purpose, and instead wondered if it was her own issue.

After all, having long legs really isn’t his fault.

So every time they touched, Nan Wan would inch back a bit, so by the end, her feet were hooked around the chair legs.

Nan Wan had practiced ballet when she was young, so her body was quite flexible, and she didn’t find the twisted posture all that uncomfortable.

He sampled every dish on the table, with no particular preference or item he avoided, so Nan Wan couldn’t discern his tastes.

When he finally put down his chopsticks and elegantly picked up the tea cup, Nan Wan had already been resting her chin on her hand for ten minutes, "Now, we should be all square between us...right?"