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

Extracted from memories, she raised her eyes and met those deep, bottomless black eyes, calling his name, "Mu Jin Huan."


Though only a single syllable, it still carried a husky, seductive allure.


Nan Wan's lips began to slowly curve upwards, her ink-wash painted brows and eyes also tinged with a hint of laughter, "You... marry me, alright?"


Her voice, to the ear, sounded illusory and ethereal.


Yesterday she treated him as if he were invisible, not giving him a glance even from the corner of her eyes, and now she was saying to him: Marry me.


Mu Jin Huan curled his lips, speaking slowly and deliberately, "If I remember correctly, that night, Doctor Nan clearly refused me."


Nan Wan stopped her dance, staring unblinkingly at the man's handsome face, softly saying, "After putting in so much effort on me, doesn't it mean that only I am possible?"


From the moment they met that night, he had been waiting for her to take the bait.


093. Mu Jin Huan, will you... marry me, please?