CHAPTER 461: 224. NAN WAN SNEERED, ’MU JIN HUAN, I FOUND THAT YOU ARE REALLY FULL OF LIES.’ _4

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Mu Jin Huan walked around to the other side of the car, as if not hearing the harsh, loud cursing, opened the car door, and got in.

Similarly, the car door was slammed shut.

The next second, Mu Jin Huan leaned over, his distinctly jointed fingers gripping the woman’s chin, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his eyes reflecting a thin layer of ferocity, "Nan Wan, are you asking for a lesson?"

Standing in the middle of a busy road, do you have a death wish or what?

Nan Wan was pressed into the corner formed by the car door and seat, the thin summer clothes made her back ache from the pressure on her bones.

The man’s deep voice carried anger, and the strength pinching her chin showed no control, while the darkness in his black eyes was overwhelming.

He hadn’t called her by her full name for a long time.

Enduring the pain, Nan Wan softly spoke, "No, I saw..."

Having just said a few words, she suddenly stopped, glancing toward the roof of the car, "Why don’t you drive first, otherwise the traffic police will come soon."

Her soft hands covered the back of his hand, but Mu Jin Huan showed no intention of letting her go free.

The bottom of his eyes was shrouded in a misty dark color, but his thin lips curled into a cold arc as he said word by word, "I’d really like to know, what exactly did Mrs. Mu see that made her not care about her life."

Obviously, he hadn’t listened to what Nan Wan said last, or perhaps he didn’t care.

The man leaned closer, the air in the narrow car cabin was already thin, and his scorching breath brushed over her face, causing Nan Wan to feel her temperature gradually rising.

Trapped between the car door and the man’s arms, she was completely at a disadvantage and tried to push him away, "Why don’t you move the car to the side a bit."

After she said that, the car window was forcefully tapped a few times.

Nan Wan’s gaze went over the man’s shoulder and saw the yellow-green reflective vest outside the window, it was indeed the traffic police.

Hurriedly pushing him with force, "Drive, drive, I really don’t want to get famous this way."

She exerted her utmost strength, yet the man’s body remained motionless.

Mu Jin Huan controlled her restless hands with one hand, clipped her chin with the other, forcing her to look into his eyes.

His sharply defined features showed no fluctuation from the shrill knock at the window, his voice indifferent, "What did you see?"

He wouldn’t let go until he got an answer.

Nan Wan had no choice but to confess honestly, "There was a girl who looked a lot like Bai Ruoshu, I...I thought it was her, but I was wrong."

Bai Ruoshu was far away in Paris, how could she suddenly appear in Qing City?

Maybe she really saw it wrong.

Upon hearing her words, an unusual emotion flashed briefly in the depths of Mu Jin Huan’s dark eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He released the pressure on the woman, and before pulling away, lightly pinched her nose.

Looking calmly ahead, he parted his thin lips and said flatly, "One day when I’m off, I’ll take you to see a neurologist."

The mother-to-be in her third trimester blankly touched her nose.

What does he mean by that?

Is he subtly calling her mentally challenged?

The traffic police were already in an extremely impatient state, ready to call colleagues to bring over a tow truck when the window was rolled down.

Holding the phone in hand, he bent down irritably, but after seeing who was in the driver’s seat, his stern expression instantly turned into a fawning smile, as quick as a mouse clicking refresh.

Putting down the arm resting on the car roof, he interlaced his hands in front of him, his tone polite and respectful, "Mr. Mu, you can’t park here."

"Sorry."

After Mu Jin Huan said those two words calmly, he started the car and drove it away from the already congested intersection.

...

The road conditions were not good, so Mu Jin Huan only took a quick side glance at her.

The little woman hadn’t said a word, nestled in the passenger seat fiddling with her phone, looking somewhat displeased.

"How did I offend you, for you to give me a cold shoulder?"

Did I hit or scold you?

Nan Wan thought for a minute, deciding to set aside the old man’s comment about her being mentally challenged for now, after all, her elementary school teacher taught her that there’s an order to the development of things.

Without looking at him, she continued browsing Weibo, "I met Yu Qinglu at the sanatorium."

Her voice was calm, revealing no unusual emotion.

Mu Jin Huan was steering the wheel, his deep dark eyes as calm as usual, his assistant had reported to him in the afternoon, so he wasn’t surprised.

"And then? Did she bully you?"

"Am I someone who can be easily bullied?" Nan Wan huffed indifferently, "Now if she gets pushed lightly, she’ll fall; how could she bully me?"

The implied meaning wasn’t hard to understand.

Mu Jin Huan freed one hand, reached over to ruffle her hair, "Barring unavoidable social obligations, I go home straight after work every day. I don’t have time to worry about other things."

Then he parked the car on the roadside, took the phone from her hands and tossed it aside.

Leaning over, his handsome brow held a gentle smile, "Mrs. Mu, where else could you find a man like me who is so dedicated to his family, hmm?"

The rising intonation, laced with an enchanting allure.

Well, what he meant was, he’s busy, and all his free time is given to her and the two little ones at home, with no spare time for other matters.

It was a very logical explanation as to why, despite Yu Qinglu’s terrible condition, he said she was slowly getting better.

Alright, this subject was considered closed.

"I also saw Lu Yao," Nan Wan pushed away the man leaning in to kiss her, stared into his eyes without blinking, and slowly asked, "Are you sure you two really didn’t know each other before?"

Her hand was still bracing against his chest, while Mu Jin Huan’s palm rested on her cheek, not moving, maintaining that posture.

After a long gaze between them, he slowly spoke, "We’ve only met, not really acquainted."

Su Lu Yao was a friend of Ah Zhao’s, who was a friend of Mu Jin Huan’s, there were always occasions to run into each other, but it was only a nodding acquaintance.

At that time, the Mu Family had no connection to him, only Mu Jinqian visited the Ji Family once every six months, the brotherly bond only remained at the stage of sharing the same surname Mu, Mu Jinqian certainly wouldn’t mention his private affairs.

When he saw Lu Yao at the Mu Family, he was surprised, but he was skilled at concealing his emotions, showing no sign of it.

Just as expected...

Nan Wan closed her eyes, brushed aside the hand resting on her shoulder, her serene eyes showing a mocking expression, like both scorn and irony, "Mu Jin Huan, I’ve realized you are really full of lies now."