Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 82 - 082. Nan Wan, I have decided.

Chapter 82: 082. Nan Wan, I have decided.

Xu Shuyu on the other end of the phone quickly put on the reading glasses handed over by the servant, her voice kind and gentle, "Nannan, you haven’t come to see your grandma for a long time, is work too busy?"

The familiar voice dispelled the inexplicable feeling of emptiness in Nan Wan’s heart silently, she softly replied, "Grandma, I’m sorry, I’ve been a bit busy lately. I’ll come over after work tomorrow, alright?"

Xu Shuyu immediately smiled, wrinkles lining her face, "It’s alright, it’s alright, work is more important for young people, being busy is expected. Grandma will make some of your favorite dishes and we’ll have dinner together when you come over tomorrow."

Then, with the servant’s prompt and help, she slowly listed nearly a dozen dishes, each time asking if they were alright, to which Nan Wan would smile and say, "Yes."

This process lasted two or three minutes, and Nan Wan listened patiently, a warm feeling flowing through her heart, smiling all the while, "Okay, I’ll come early and won’t let grandma wait too long."

After chatting about a few random things, Nan Wan glanced at the time on her wrist. Normally, at this time, grandma would be asleep, but she hadn’t answered the phone until now.

Nan Wan pursed her lips, half coaxing and half negotiating, "Grandma, it’s getting late, you should rest early."

Xu Shuyu would have liked to chat more with her granddaughter, but it was indeed late. The child had to work tomorrow and needed to sleep early.

"Okay, okay, Nannan, you should wash up and sleep too, grandma’s in good health, don’t worry."

Before hanging up, she suddenly remembered something and quickly added, "By the way, is Shen free? If she has time, bring Jiashu along."

Shen Zhimei had known Nan Wan since elementary school, and from that time, they spent most of their winter and summer breaks with Xu Shuyu.

The old lady treated her extremely well, basically like a half granddaughter, sharing almost everything Nan Wan had.

After she married Nan Ze, the old lady couldn’t be happier, praising her beautiful and gentle granddaughter-in-law to everyone, saying no one else could compare, except her own granddaughter.

So, naturally, she’d ask Nan Wan to invite Shen Zhimei.

Nan Wan responded, "I’ll ask her tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Wan sat on the edge of her bed, then directly fell back, stretching out into a ’big’ shape as all the tension in her body relaxed, slowly closing her eyes.

No, Nan Wan, in this desolate world, someone loves you.

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After lying down for a while, Nan Wan sat up, put on her slippers, and walked to the window, wanting to draw the curtains.

However, before she could pull them closed, a familiar figure came into her sight.

Nan Huaiyu’s car was parked under the large, already withered tree. He was leaning against the car body, his gaze carrying a thin layer of hostility, staring straight at the direction of Nan Wan’s bedroom, a cigarette held between his fingers, its glow flickering.

The cigarette butts on the ground were scattered in a mess.

The floor wasn’t high, so he saw her blurred figure when Nan Wan appeared by the window.

In her ears, the last thing he said before leaving still echoed.

[Nan Wan, I’ve decided.]

He brought the cigarette to his lips, took one last drag, and then tossed it to the ground. With a gentle grind of his toe, the flame went out.