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.
————
Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy.
————
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

When Nan Wan turned on her phone, the alert sound of messages 'ding ding ding' went on for several seconds. In the quiet room, it sounded particularly harsh, and the screen was filled with missed calls and unread message notifications.


Ignoring the gaze overhead, she calmly dialed a number she knew by heart.


On the other end of the line, Shen Zhimei had a lot to say, but in the end, she just asked, "Are you... okay?"


Nan Wan ran her fingers through her long hair and her voice was as usual, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"


Shen Zhimei knew that her question was pointless. How could nothing be wrong...


The only time it's meaningful is when the other person's reaction is clueless, indicating that they are really fine.


"I'm sorry, last night... I couldn't be there for you."


099. I'm sorry, I couldn't be by your side last night...