Candied beans

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind.
Coincidentally, she did too.
He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell.
He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched.
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Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy.
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One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu.
Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too.
However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.”
So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Mu Jin Huan took a sip of the perfectly warm tea and raised his eyes, meeting those clear, water-like eyes.


In the soft lighting, it was no exaggeration to say, the woman's unadorned face was only slightly larger than a poker card, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and features that were clean and elegant, making it impossible for one to look away.


Especially those eyes, like they held an entire starry sky, glistening with light, with long eyelashes gently fluttering, casting a row of distinct shadows on the eyelids.


Waking up every morning to such a delightful sight shouldn't feel too bad.


With this thought, a gentle smile appeared in Mu Jin Huan's previously inscrutable dark eyes. He spoke slowly, "You could say that."


Nan Wan was a bit surprised, this man wasn't too excessive...


Supporting her chin with her hand, she flattened it on the table, sat up straight, with a calm expression, and made her point clear, "So, don't deliberately appear in front of me again."


080. Why not marry me?