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 Wan's gaze fell on the continuously descending numbers, her expression not showing the slightest ripple.


The more bitter Gao Hui felt inside, the more obvious the mockery on her face became. She half-covered her mouth, deliberately showing a very surprised look, "Isn't she writing the name of the president of the Mu Family? What kind of relationship do you think they have?"


Nan Wan, just keep pretending, let's see how long you can keep it up!


The elevator reached the first floor, and Nan Wan stepped out, her steps steady.


Gao Hui felt that despite having a good hand, she was completely ignored, making the anger in her heart even stronger.


She lifted her leg and chased after her, blocking the person's way, her facial features somewhat twisted, "Nan Wan, are you deaf?"


Nan Wan was a bit annoyed, raised her head, and spoke lightly, "Are you still holding on to what happened five years ago, isn't that interesting?"


114. Doctor Nan's birthday is today. What, you didn't know about this?