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

In a black tailcoat, his posture remained as upright and elongated as always, now with an added touch of gentle elegance.


Unbeknownst to him, the way she held a tissue with her eyes moist, fell into Mu Jin Huan's eyes as if she had just cried and had not yet recovered.


A tightening in his chest, he furrowed his brows and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"


Ji Wanxia glanced between the two, her smile exceptionally bright, "Brother, help sister-in-law fix her slanted veil, I'll go out and check if the camera has enough battery."


After speaking, without waiting for his response, she exited the dressing room, closing the door behind her.


They looked at each other for a moment before Mu Jin Huan stepped closer, brushing his thumb over her eyelid, his gaze deep, "Why are you crying?"


Nan Wan looked at herself in the mirror, awkwardly explained, "…I wasn't crying."


131. He was worried that if he didn't go back for too long, the little wild cat would forget about him._2