CHAPTER 442: 219. ’MADAM, A YOUNG LADY HAS ARRIVED AT THE HOUSE, AND SHE’S HOLDING A BABY.

This voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Nan Wan was facing away from the hall; she turned back, and into her view entered Su Zhengyu, who hadn’t disappeared after all this time.

Retracting her gaze, she took the initiative to move closer to Mu Jin Huan’s side, not speaking a word.

Su Zhengyu didn’t seem to mind much either. He pulled his female companion to stand in front of the two, still displaying that playboy demeanor, yet his eyes harbored no offensive meaning as he looked at Nan Wan.

It was as if he just saw someone he knew and came over to say hello.

Shifting his gaze, he looked at Mu Jin Huan and spoke gracefully, "It’s rare to see President Mu on such occasions, it seems the host put in a lot of thought."

Mu Jin Huan held Nan Wan’s slender waist, intimately yet decently, his sharp features calm as usual, as if Su Zhengyu was a person of insignificant importance, "Just came over to have a look since I was free."

After glancing lightly, he turned his head to ask Nan Wan if she was cold.

They had just entered, standing where the wind blew, Nan Wan leaned into the man’s embrace, her brows relaxed and gentle, "A little, let’s go inside and sit down."

After the Su Family company suffered a severe blow, they moved their headquarters to another city, leaving only two branches in Qing City.

Although not impressive now, two years ago the Su Family was quite prominent.

A thin camel is bigger than a horse, so showing up here isn’t surprising.

"Hmm," Mu Jin Huan raised his hand to pull up the shawl slipping off Nan Wan’s shoulder, the affectionate gesture and the indulgence in his serene black eyes were not deliberately concealed.

Su Zhengyu, with his female companion in tow, stood right in front, but he had no intention of stepping aside, his voice indifferent, "Excuse me."

Indifferent and aloof, he felt even one more word would be excessive.

Su Zhengyu shrugged indifferently, stepped aside to let them pass, and laughed softly at the silhouette of the two walking away.

The female companion beside him felt a bit jealous, sourly asking, "Young Master Su, you aren’t still pining for Mrs. Mu, are you?"

What you can’t have always seems the best.

Moreover, it was like the duck flew off right in front of him. Back then, when Nan Wan climbed up to the Mu Family, it was a severe slap to Su Zhengyu, and later the Su Family was nearly bankrupted by Mu Jin Huan.

Failing in love and stumbling in business, it’s indeed hard to let go.

"Before a woman is taken to bed, men always linger over them," Su Zhengyu withdrew his gaze, lifted his companion’s chin, the curve of his lips wicked and malevolent, "For instance... I’m quite lingering over you now."

...

It was over ten minutes after the auction had started when Huo Yihan finally arrived.

He came alone.

His seat was on the left of Mu Jin Huan, and after a simple greeting, crossed his legs and looked down at his phone, appearing disinterested.

He bid on a few items symbolically, like calligraphy and inkstones, always offering a high price, far exceeding the donated item’s value.

Maybe noticing Mr. Huo’s bad mood, no one competed with him; in such settings, spending money amicably suffices, no point stirring trouble.

But Mu Jin Huan hadn’t raised his paddle even once.

Currently, there was a pair of jade bracelets on stage; someone diagonally behind successfully bid on it, and a huge spotlight illuminated the once obscure corner, making it very bright, especially compared to the dim surrounding light.

Those usually friendly with Mu Jin Huan started joking lightheartedly, instantly drawing countless gazes.

Only Huo Yihan paid no attention, his eyes fixed on his perpetually dim phone screen.

Even the host joked a bit before professionally redirecting everyone’s attention back to the auction items.

But still, some continued to glance in this direction. Nan Wan felt slightly uneasy and attempted to pull her hand back, yet the man seemed aware of her thoughts, slightly increasing his grip.

With people watching, she couldn’t make too much commotion.

Turning slightly to watch the man, she whispered, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Both reproachful and annoyed.

Only Mu Jin Huan could see the blush tinging her ears.

After being watched by everyone’s eyes and teased by ambiguous banter, Mu Jin Huan’s sharply handsome face remained calm.

The deep black eyes devoid of ripples, uttered four words, "Cleanse my eyes."

Ignorant man approaching, daring to imagine being a paramour?

Since he’s so shameless, let him have a good look.

Nan Wan didn’t quite understand, but the man’s gaze was too focused, with her complete reflection in his dark pupils, as if declaring ownership.

Her heart thumped loudly, "You really are..."