"It's not me who's living with him, what use is it if I look down on him or not?" Nan Wan was forced to sit at the dining table, and the man didn't restrain her hands, seemingly intentionally letting her struggle, "You're going too far!"
Although they were in a private box and people outside couldn't see, but if a waiter came in...
Mu Jin Huan had no intention of letting her go, his deep black eyes focused on the woman's flushed cheeks, all the longing repressed for four days flooded out at the moment he saw her.
His thin lips curved into a faint smile, slowly asking in return, "Your husband got so drunk and you just left, what's more excessive than that?"
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.
He had drunk a bit, his breath became warm, falling entirely onto her neck. Nan Wan instinctively leaned back, but was pulled back by the man's lean but strong arm.
Her legs dangled in mid-air, with no footing, she couldn't muster any strength.
