Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 81 - 081. I would rather learn about your past from your own words.

Chapter 81: 081. I would rather learn about your past from your own words.

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan laughed, "Mr. Mu, do you have a bad memory? I’m a divorced woman."

Mu Jin Huan also laughed, but that smile made him even more enigmatic, "In this world, there’s no wall that doesn’t let the wind through."

She was so smart; she knew what he was implying.

Nan Wan was stunned.

That day, in the bathroom, he had told her: Nan Wan, you damn liar.

Aside from Lu Li and the upper management of his agency, there should be no one who knows the truth.

But suddenly, Nan Wan thought, didn’t Nan Huaiyu know too?

She looked up, and amidst her delicate features, there was a lingering chill, "Are you investigating me?"

Mu Jin Huan had no intention of denying it, "Know yourself and know your enemy, a hundred battles and a hundred victories."

Very straightforward.

From the very beginning, he never hid himself. It wasn’t the first time he openly admitted that he was using methods on her.

Nan Wan looked at that sharply defined handsome face, her eyes indifferent.

After a moment of silence, she restored a graceful smile, "The weather is dry, I won’t see you off, Mr. Mu."

Although the words were incongruous, it was clearly an order to leave.

"A fake marriage, with many flaws, a little investigation and you’ll know. I have no hobby in invading others’ privacy, so..." Mu Jin Huan put down the teacup, stood up, pulled out the chair behind him with a calm face, "I want to know more about your past from your own mouth."

Nan Wan understood; this man meant that he did not investigate her past, only simply verified the authenticity of her half-year marriage with Lu Li.

He only wanted to know if she actually married Lu Li.

Perhaps those words she took as a joke were all true.

The thing he wanted, in the Nan Family, was something money couldn’t buy.

Marrying her was the only way to obtain that thing.

To enter the Mu Family’s door, a woman with a reputation like hers has no such qualification.

Nan Wan held her face with one hand, her cheeks bloomed with a bright smile, dimples shallow, a charming allure flowing between her brows and eyes, "With this method, can you really confirm if I’m still ’pure’?"

Between adults, speaking halfway is enough, no need to be too explicit.

Mu Jin Huan looked at the woman who silently changed her demeanor again, his thin lips curved into a faint smile, "Do you think every man cares about that layer of membrane?"

Such a prickly little hedgehog, a bit... heartaching?

When these two words appeared in his mind, Mu Jin Huan’s deep eyes froze for a moment but quickly disappeared, returning to that deep, profound pool, as if they never existed.

...

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor gradually faded, followed by the sound of the security door closing with a "bang."

Then, the whole house fell quiet, empty.

On the table, the tea she brewed for him remained half a cup; the fresh fragrance of tea still lingered in the air, a faint remnant of his scent.

Nan Wan maintained her chin-supporting posture, her eyes blankly landed on the shadow of the chair cast on the floor, her almond eyes lightly closed, motionless.

For a long time.

When Nan Wan finished cleaning up the kitchen and dining room, it was around ten o’clock.

She walked to the living room, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and saw that there was a missed call displayed on the screen.

It was from Grandma, who called ten minutes ago, but the phone was on silent, and she didn’t have it with her, so she missed the call.

As she dialed back, she walked towards the bedroom, and the phone was quickly answered.

"Grandma, why haven’t you rested at such a late hour?"