CHAPTER 460: 224. NAN WAN SNEERED, ’MU JIN HUAN, I REALIZE YOU ARE REALLY FULL OF LIES.’ _3

"Our hospital wants to poach Doctor Sheng, the terms are all written in the contract, take a look."

Sheng Bo casually flipped through two pages and looked up at Nan Wan. His clear eyes were no longer as cheerful as before, seemingly covered with a layer of mist that concealed the deep emotions within.

"Do you want me to go?"

He asked this.

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan was slightly taken aback, her gaze unwavering.

She pressed her lips together and said softly, "From a public standpoint, the current situation in the hospital’s psychiatric department is very troubling, of course, I hope you can come and revive it. Personally, I don’t want you to be tied down."

"I was just joking," Sheng Boyan smiled, "Matters of work, one can’t let others make the decision for them."

This was the Sheng Boyan that Nan Wan was familiar with, that odd feeling in her heart was covered up.

She nodded, appearing very agreeable, "Mm, indeed, it requires careful consideration."

...

Leaving the sanatorium, it was 5:47 PM, only ten minutes away from the end of the workday, there was no need to rush back to the hospital.

After fastening her seat belt, Nan Wan called Mr. Mu, "Are you working overtime today?"

During this time, Pea always clung to him, there were probably a lot of tasks piled up at the company waiting for him to deal with.

Mu Jin Huan relaxed his hold on the mouse, leaned against the chair, his distinct fingers slowly pressing his temples, his voice low and gentle, "No overtime, I’ve finished my work."

"I’m at the sanatorium, let’s go home together."

"What are you doing at the sanatorium?" Mu Jin Huan’s black eyes half-squinted, his deep voice carrying a hint of danger, "Meeting your Senior Brother Sheng?"

The summer sunset would linger longer in the sky, the orange light falling into the car, a beautiful glow casting over her delicate features.

Every strand of hair was clearly outlined, her brows and eyes carrying a faint smile, "What? Can’t I?"

She was spoiled and arrogant.

If Nan Wan could spare some attention at this moment, she might remember the scene of the first time she met Ji Wanxia.

That was Ji Wanxia, who was pampered by her husband to the core of her being.

"Sure, why not," a low and leisurely laugh spilled from his throat, Mu Jin Huan smoothed out his long legs, seated cross-legged.

He stood up, picked up the car keys on the table, ready to leave, "Wait there, I’ll come over to sort you out."

The curve at Nan Wan’s lips became even more pronounced, her entire being exuding a youthful beauty, calmly saying, "I drove, I’ll go to the company to find you directly, no rush to sort me out in this half an hour."

What does he need to sort her out for, other than to complain about how she drives like racing horses, often losing her sense of direction and getting lost.

The way from the sanatorium to the Mu Group Building, she knew well.

The office door was open, Secretary Tang had just arrived at the doorway with a document, and saw President Mu already in the center of the office, still on the phone, so she quickly backed out.

Secretary Tang barely poked her head in when Mu Jin Huan remembered he still had unfinished work.

He stopped, speaking to the person on the other end, "Drive slowly, don’t wreck my car."

Nan Wan, "..."

What kind of words are these, is she not as important as a car?

When the traffic light turned red, Nan Wan finally freed her hand to pick up the phone that had fallen to her feet, and when she looked up, a familiar figure flashed past on the sidewalk.

Dressed in white with black hair, holding a bouquet of calla lilies, with her head slightly lowered, her slender swan neck curved into a beautiful arc.

A distinctive scholarly aura made her very noticeable in the crowd.

Nan Wan quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door to get out of the car.

This was an intersection, and with it being rush hour, the flow of people was several times higher than usual. Nan Wan had to exert great effort to squeeze through the crowd.

But she found that in front of her, there were only hurried, anxious passersby, with no calla lilies or woman in white with black hair.

As if that glimpse was just her illusion.

The traffic lights changed, leaving only Nan Wan on the sidewalk, with the frustrated, cursing voices of drivers filling her ears.

The Mu Group Building was just near the intersection, and after dealing with the last file, Mu Jin Huan went downstairs to wait for Mrs. Mu to drive over.

Lighting a cigarette, half-leaning against a billboard, initially just casually glancing up, the woman standing still in the middle of the road suddenly broke into his line of sight.

His calm features suddenly turned cold, he tossed aside the cigarette butt, and strode over.

Her arm was grabbed with a strong force, and Nan Wan suddenly came back to her senses.

"I..." she only had time to say one word before being scooped up horizontally by the man and stuffed into the passenger seat, with no gentleness in the action, even bumping her arm.

The car door was slammed shut, the sound almost loud enough to shatter her eardrums.

Mr. Mu seems to be quite angry...

Nan Wan’s car was parked at the very front, if she didn’t drive away, the cars behind were stuck and couldn’t move, many drivers were poking their heads out impatiently urging on.