CHAPTER 463: 225. PROPOSAL?_2

Restarting the car, his chiseled features resumed their usual calmness, his voice bland and unruffled, "They both find each other disagreeable, there’s no issue of anyone offending anyone."

Lu Yao was exceptionally dazzling, always easily arousing jealousy, although Yu Qinglu was once a favored child of heaven as well.

The likes and dislikes between women usually make no sense; they can bond over liking the same celebrity or hate each other for accidentally wearing the same outfit at the same event.

Nan Wan figured she must have been too idle lately, to the point of taking an interest in gossip.

Casually running her fingers through her long hair, she turned to look at him, half-smiling as she asked, "How do you know so much about women’s matters?"

This was another deadly question.

Driving with an air of calmness, Mu Jin Huan tossed the ball back unhurriedly, "I heard you went to see your Senior Brother Sheng again."

Nan Wan, "..."

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At the entrance of Jintian Restaurant.

This was the place where Mrs. Mu once attempted to leave Mr. Mu through a meal; after they reconciled, they never came back. Occasionally when passing by, they’d deliberately avoid it.

After all, the memories weren’t particularly pleasant.

Mu Jin Huan got out first, then walked to the side of the passenger seat and opened the car door. He stood for half a minute, but the woman showed no intention of getting out, still with a bewildered look.

With a teasing lift of his handsome brow and the hint of a doting smile at the corner of his lips, he said, "Sitting still, do you want me to carry you?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Nan Wan blinked and looked up at him.

The man’s tall and slender frame stood by the car door, his arm leisurely resting on the car window, the light from the restaurant behind him, smiling at her.

Dressed in a suit, dignified and elegant.

In a low voice, she asked, "Weren’t we going home?"

What were they doing here?

Mu Jin Huan smiled slightly, said no more, leaned in to unbuckle her seatbelt, then pulled her out of the car.

Handing the car keys to the valet, he wrapped his lean arm around the woman’s slender waist, guiding her toward the restaurant entrance, "The seating is booked in advance; we’ll head back after dinner."

But, but Jiu Jiu and Pea are still at home.

Nan Wan tugged at the man’s shirt hem, "Isn’t this, not quite right...?"

Even though Pea was used to it by now and wouldn’t cry or make a fuss.

Mu Jin Huan didn’t pause his steps; only when they reached the elevator did he speak, "Having a meal takes at most an hour and a half. It’s not like they’ll get snatched by wolves."

What a thing to say...

Nan Wan burst into laughter, barely beginning to retort before he pulled her into the elevator.

The restaurant’s decor was exactly as it used to be, the crystal lights in the hallway, dreamlike starry sky; even the types and placements of potted plants hadn’t changed.

The only difference was Nan Wan’s mindset.

No more tearing separations, no need to force herself into heartless words; this time, there was only the peace of being by his side.

Resting her hand on the man’s arm, her delicate features glowed vividly under the warm-toned lights.

Laughing softly, "Still holds a grudge, huh?"

Walking into the hall, Mu Jin Huan stopped, maintaining an unchanged expression as he retorted, "Mrs. Mu, I’m sincerely inviting you for dinner as an apology. Holding what grudge?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan shrugged, a bright smile spreading across her face.

In the summer night, stars dotted the sky curtain as if reachable with a slight stretch of the hand.

In such a beautiful place, one must not ruin it.

Nan Wan took the initiative to lean closer to him, her voice soft, "Alright, it’s my dark mind, shouldn’t have thought like that of you."

The waiter waited for them to finish before coming forward with a polite smile, "Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu, this way please."

Mu Jin Huan didn’t move, instead glancing slightly ahead, casually asking, "Is that seat still unoccupied, is it not available?"

That was the spot where Mrs. Mu metaphorically stabbed him in the heart before.

The waiter appeared a bit troubled, politely explaining, "Well... our restaurant has this unwritten rule tonight; if someone wishes to propose, the best-view seat must be reserved for that guest."

A proposal huh...

Sounds nice.

Nan Wan swayed the man’s arm, pointing at the available seat on the left, "Let’s go there, just the same."

Since someone was proposing, Mu Jin Huan didn’t trouble the restaurant staff, choosing the most secluded seat with several others unoccupied.

The dishes were ordered by Mu Jin Huan, his long fingers browsing the menu, pointing with his index finger at desired items, which the waiter diligently noted.