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

Nan Huaiyu took out his phone and dialed the number he had long since memorized.


Nan Wan held her phone in her palm. Even on silent mode, the flashing screen caught her attention.


She glanced at the person under the tree, hesitated for a few seconds, and answered, "Nan Huaiyu, what's gotten into you?"


Nan Huaiyu's long, narrow eyes squinted slightly as he gazed at the blurry silhouette, a devilish curve on his lips, "Are you coming down, or am I coming up?"


Even without seeing him clearly, Nan Wan knew he was drunk.


Unfazed, she drew the curtains, turned, and walked out of the bedroom, saying calmly, "If you don't want to end up on the front page tomorrow, call your driver back."


Driving after drinking is not only disregarding your own life but also not caring about the lives of others.


If an accident happened, his death would serve him right, but what about the innocent people?


083. If I die, will you be very happy?