"If I hadn't come down, would you have kept waiting in the car?"
His voice, though gentle, exerted an invisible pressure.
A wary silence.
Nan Wan turned to look out the window, "Am I that foolish?"
Mu Jin Huan let out a snort, his voice low and mellow, "Not particularly bright either."
His dark eyes opened, giving the woman a sidelong glance before taking her other hand—unsurprisingly cold.
As their skin touched, a continuous heat spread.
Nan Wan pursed her lips, using her free hand to straighten the man's shirt collar, "When I use my wits, it might scare you to death."
The scent of orchids flowed into the collar, causing Mu Jin Huan's temples to throb twice, his deep voice carrying a hint of hoarseness, "I'm looking forward to the day Mrs. Mu tries to outwit me."
Thought-provoking.
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They arrived at Yuelai Restaurant at 7:40.
The car had not yet come to a stop when it was suddenly struck by a force, followed by a muffled 'thump'.
