CHAPTER 451: 222. AT THAT TIME, MR. MU HAD JI IN HIS HEART.

Pea’s back pressed against Jiu Jiu’s front, like two crescent moons nestled close together.

Nan Wan watched for a moment, slowly stood up, turned off the recorder and the ceiling light, leaving only a corner night light on, and quietly exited the room.

As she closed the door, she felt as if she had returned from a disaster site.

A faint weariness was present, as she leaned against the corridor wall, raising her hand to massage her sore shoulders.

Indeed, a daughter doesn’t just fall from the heavens for free...

After shaking off the buzzing chaos in her mind, she opened her eyes and stood straight, walking weak and weary in the direction of the bedroom.

Mu Jin Huan, having finished his work, stepped out of the study just in time to see the petite woman slowly walking in this direction, clutching her neck.

Her usual demeanor was always that of a dignified noble lady, even when someone would provocatively mock her to her face, she still walked with a straight back like a proud and beautiful peacock.

It was rare to see her so lethargic, seeming extremely exhausted.

Nan Wan was walking with her head down, her eyes half-open and half-squinting, only snapping back to reality when she bumped into a familiar solid wall of flesh.

The well-known scent entered her nostrils, and without even opening her eyes, she leaned softly into the man’s embrace.

She murmured, "Are you done with work?"

Her reliance on this man had long quietly seeped into her bones.

However, she hadn’t realized it until now.

When a sharp knife slices away at the flesh and bones, removing him inch by inch, the pain is like... God withdrawing a rib from your body.

It won’t kill, nor will it draw blood, but that invisible pain will spread to every corner.

Long-lasting and hard to dissipate.

With warmth and tenderness in his arms, Mu Jin Huan’s lips curled into a gentle and doting smile, very light and faint, though not deliberately hidden, he was inherently not one to easily reveal emotions, so others couldn’t detect anything special.

His lean and powerful arms wrapped around the woman’s lower back, then he picked her up horizontally, and stepped slowly towards the bedroom.

The faint smile at his lips persisted, "What did you do to get this tired?"

The man’s movement was gentle, thus the sense of weightlessness from being airborne wasn’t apparent.

Nan Wan raised her hand to clasp around the man’s neck, her soft voice seemingly a complaint tinged with allure, "I won’t have another child, even if you give me all the savings in the bank, I won’t."

Just Pea alone could torment her, and with the occasional mischief from Jiu Jiu, that would be a DoubleKill.

If there were another, she would likely be a useless wreck.

"With such an excellent husband, you just want the bank savings?" Mu Jin Huan walked into the bedroom and closed the door with his foot, falling into the soft bed together with her.

A low, slow laugh bubbled from his throat, "Mrs. Mu has only given birth to Jiu Jiu and your intelligence has plummeted as if falling off a building, another one and I’m worried it might drop below average, for silly sweetness isn’t quite to my taste."

Was it Pea causing trouble?

"What do you mean by that?" Nan Wan opened her eyes, already sharpening the knives in her heart, yet her delicate features remained calm, "Oh, I haven’t grown old and unattractive yet, and the excellent Mr. Mu already finds me repulsive?"

There was a bit of gritted teeth irony to it.

"How could that be," Mu Jin Huan smiled, bowing his head to kiss the woman’s graceful swan neck.

His rough hand glided down her slender arm, found her wrist, then slipped between her fingers, intertwining them.

With his thin lips near her ear, his voice was hoarse with a hint of suggestion, "Even if Mrs. Mu’s hair turns grey and she loses all her teeth, in my eyes, it’s still only you."

A heart-pounding sentiment impossible to resist.

Nan Wan’s heartbeat seemed to skip several beats, the bedroom became extremely quiet, allowing her to clearly feel the man’s warm breaths fanning into her ear.

A man who didn’t play with words of love often, suddenly doing so now, could be lethally charming.

When Nan Wan snapped out of it, several minutes had already passed.

Somehow, a few buttons on her shirt collar had been undone, exposing a large expanse of skin to the air, her cheeks quickly tinged with a rosy hue.

Grabbing the man’s hand that was about to continue its mischief, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, she pushed against his shoulder, cautiously asking, "Did you... do something to betray me?"