Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 26 - 026. If it’s not to inform me about attending your or your mom’s funeral, then just hang up.

Chapter 26: 026. If it’s not to inform me about attending your or your mom’s funeral, then just hang up.

The moment their fingertips touched, a cool sensation passed through the skin and reached the nerves. Nan Wan abruptly withdrew her hand. "Suit yourself."

She turned and walked towards the kitchen, her steps slightly hurried.

Mu Jin Huan watched that figure, a faint smile appearing in his deep, ocean-like black eyes.

Before long, the sound of chopping vegetables was heard, mixed with the crisp laughter of a child, and a long-lost warmth unexpectedly arose in his heart.

While washing vegetables, Nan Wan glanced at her phone, which rang over and over again. She paused, pulled a towel to dry her hands, and answered, her voice cool, "If it’s not to inform me about attending your funeral or your mother’s, then hang up."

Huai Yu leaned back in a soft chair, legs crossed on the desk, pressing his temples with his fingers, languidly asking, "Is Jiashu with you?"

Upon hearing his voice, Nan Wan felt disgusted, her expression extremely indifferent. "No."

Nan Huaiyu knew that when speaking with his ’sister’, the trick was to understand her words oppositely, "Your dad is quite worried about his precious grandson. The nanny was late and didn’t pick him up, scared him into a heart attack."

Nan Wan closed her eyes, maintaining her tone, "Then don’t you have a perfect opportunity to serve and show your diligence?"

No, it was always Nan Chengzhi who humbled himself and compromised in front of Nan Huaiyu, just afraid that the long-neglected illegitimate child would hold any resentment against him.

Listening to her sarcastic words, Nan Huaiyu let out a low, sinister laugh from his throat, "Do you hate me very much?"

Closing his eyes, he could seemingly see her exquisite, captivating face clearly, allure hidden between her eyes, as if able to hook one’s soul.

Every smile and frown was a breathtaking beauty.

Without hearing a response, a few seconds later, the sound of ’beep... beep... beep...’ of the busy tone echoed.

Undoubtedly, the call was disconnected.

Nan Huaiyu’s lips curled into an evil smile, casually tossing the phone on the desk. His long fingers took out a photo from a drawer, and his gaze gradually turned obsessed.

Not in a hurry, she and the Nan Family would inevitably belong to him sooner or later.

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After hanging up the phone, Nan Wan immediately turned off her phone. As long as Shen Zhimei knew that Jiashu was with her, nothing else mattered.

When finishing the third dish, the hair tied at the back of her head came loose. Just as Nan Wan was about to free her hands to re-tie it, she suddenly felt the presence of someone behind her.

She didn’t even know when he appeared in the kitchen.

Before Nan Wan could turn back, a large hand brushed the hair from her shoulder to behind her ear, accompanied by a low, deep voice, "Don’t move."

She could clearly feel the fiery breath of the man sprinkling on her neck, rendering her body as if rooted in place, completely stiff.

A clean and pleasant scent lingered around her nose, with calloused fingers occasionally brushing past her earlobe, stirring layers of shivers.

This unfamiliar sensation instinctively made Nan Wan want to escape. She turned sideways, retreating a bit, her unbound hair cascading down messily, covering her cheek.