She tilted her head and pressed her lips together, "What do you mean by that? I really don't understand, I'm not lying to you."
Mu Jin Huan's well-defined fingers pinched the woman's chin, turning her head back slowly and said unhurriedly, "Mrs. Mu has lied too many times, she has no credibility left."
His actions were assertive, but his tone was gentle.
Nan Wan's gaze couldn't escape, falling deep into those dark profound eyes.
Because of the beauty mark at the corner of the eye, the delicate features didn't seem dull even without a smile.
Her rosy lips moved slightly, softly asking, "Are you trying to... date me?"
She stopped pretending to be confused, and the hidden anger between Mu Jin Huan's brows slightly faded, "You could interpret it that way."
The alcohol in her began to stir again, causing even the temperature of her breath to gradually rise.
"We... are already married."
His voice was husky, "Is there a conflict?"
This rhetorical question left Nan Wan confused.
