Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 34 - 034. It turns out, Jiang Xiaoman sold her to an extremely perverted old man with a big belly.

Chapter 34: 034. It turns out, Jiang Xiaoman sold her to an extremely perverted old man with a big belly.

"Are you hungry?"

"I’m in a hurry to get to the hospital."

Lu Li furrowed his brows, "It won’t take more than a few minutes."

The few cats under the tree root smelled the aroma of the food and all gathered around, circling at their feet.

"Lu Li, you don’t have to do these things," Nan Wan pushed away the hand grasping her wrist, looked up and gave him a slight smile. Her tone was low, but loud enough to reach his ear, "Just like before is fine."

"I’m not that noble, what I do isn’t just for you. You should know what kind of person I am; I wouldn’t let myself suffer."

Then, she stepped past him. As their forms crossed, she casually added, "Be gentle when you open the door, Mrs. Nan has a serious case of morning grumpiness."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded, but Lu Li still maintained his original posture, his dark eyes half closed, emotions well-hidden.

For a long time.

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The car had just been driving for ten minutes when, unfortunately, it was hit.

Before Nan Wan had a chance to get out and check, someone was violently knocking on the car window from outside, producing an irritating sound.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and lowered the car window with a frown.

Zheng Hucai bent his body, one hand resting on his fat-laden hip, the other propped on the car window, looking incredibly surprised, "Oh, isn’t this Miss Nan? Are you hurt?"

A strong smell of alcohol mixed with tobacco wafted over; it was quite unpleasant.

His tie was loose, clothes wrinkled and disheveled, buttons crooked, and there was a lipstick mark on the collar of his white shirt.

Standing behind him was an honest-looking middle-aged driver, with deep weariness in his eyes.

Clearly, they had just come from some night venue.

Nan Wan opened the door and got out of the car, her expression calm and indifferent, completely ignoring Zheng Hucai.

Zheng Hucai straightened his stout body, his eyes staring directly at the person in front of him, with a lecherous smile on his face, "The new driver was blind and damaged Miss Nan’s car. I hope Miss Nan would do me the honor of having a meal together, to give me a chance to compensate for your loss."

As he spoke, he took two staggering steps forward, reaching out to touch Nan Wan’s hand.

Nan Wan retreated without a sound, increasing the distance, and glanced at the dented car rear, speaking lightly, "No need, it’s best handled through the insurance company."

"Still pretending?" Zheng Hucai changed his face as his outstretched hand fell into empty space, "Your coquettish stepmother has already taken my money, and it wasn’t cheap. I should at least test the goods first, right?"

Hearing his words, for a moment, Nan Wan found it hard to digest.

So, Jiang Xiaoman sold her to a potbellied, perverted old man...

Nan Wan looked at Zheng Hucai, her fingers clutching her palm, nails digging deep into the tender flesh, but her face showed a careless smile, voice ethereal, "I have nothing to do with her. The money she took, President Zheng can only ask her for it."

Zheng Hucai looked a bit enamored, rubbing his thumb against the corner of his lips, an unkind smile on his wrinkled face, "Tsk tsk, that look of yours really makes me itch."