The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1380: Chapter 739: Mo Han & Wanwan Arc – Xi Mohan Came Looking for Her

The caller ID on the phone screen still displayed Xi Mohan’s number.

Not sure if my hand trembled or what, my finger slid across the answer button. By the time I realized it, my instinct was to hang up, but after considering it carefully, I hadn’t done anything to wrong Xi Mohan, so why should I hang up?

With that thought, my courage grew, and I brought the phone to my ear, softly saying hello.

The man on the other end didn’t speak immediately, and Ning Wan could only hear the heavy breathing coming from the other side.

This feeling inexplicably made her somewhat uneasy, so she couldn’t help but clutch the blanket covering her tighter and spoke harshly, "Are you going to speak or not? If you plan on staying silent, then I’m hanging up..."

Just as she finished speaking, Xi Mohan finally spoke, saying simply, "Come down now!"

"What?"

"Ning Wan, I’m downstairs at your rental right now. Come down immediately."

The man’s voice carried a certain indifference, leaving it unclear what emotions were in play, but his tone remained commanding as always.

Just based on Xi Mohan’s tone, Ning Wan almost ground her teeth as she retorted, "Why should I come down just because you said so? I don’t have time for you."

Saying this, she was about to hang up, but the man’s next words abruptly stopped her.

"If you don’t come down, I don’t mind coming up to call you, but... I won’t guarantee your neighbors won’t find out."

Ning Wan, "..."

What the hell, this man actually threatened her...

Yet... she still ended up being threatened.

She and Song Qiao had lived here for over two years, and they were on familiar terms with the neighbors. They all saw each other regularly, and many of the uncles and aunties were quite kind to her and Song Qiao. They felt it was quite difficult for two young girls, almost like minors, so they would occasionally bring over nice food. At first, they felt shy, but over time as they became familiar, they occasionally accepted such kindness.

Of course, she and Song Qiao would occasionally buy some fruit or something for them in return.

Upon hearing Xi Mohan’s words, Ning Wan suddenly felt scared inside. Having known Xi Mohan for so many years, she was well aware that he was the type to follow through with his words.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Wan almost ground her teeth as she agreed through gritted teeth, "Give me ten minutes, I’ll change and come down."

Saying this, she directly hung up the call.

After hanging up, Ning Wan still felt a bit bewildered. She hadn’t expected Xi Mohan to come looking for her, especially not at this hour.

She had glanced at her phone earlier, and it was already close to midnight.

She couldn’t quite understand why Xi Mohan wasn’t sleeping and came looking for her in the middle of the night.

Since she liked to sleep in a nightgown, she couldn’t simply go down to meet Xi Mohan wearing it, so she got up and went to the wardrobe to find some clothes.

On her way out, she glanced at Song Qiao’s room, which was very quiet and without any lights. She was instantly assured that Song Qiao was asleep, letting out a sigh of relief.

With only her phone in hand, she quietly left the room.

At this hour, everyone in the community was asleep, so it was very quiet downstairs. The sensor lights in their building seemed to be burned out, and with no flashlight on her phone, Ning Wan made her way down relying on the faint light from her phone.

When she reached the first floor, her heart finally settled down, and she decided to talk to the property manager another day to get the lights fixed, as it was quite troublesome otherwise.

Thankfully, whenever she and Song Qiao came home, it was always at night when they wouldn’t go out again, so this was the first time.

...

The black Maybach was parked a dozen steps away from the building where Ning Wan lived. No one knew how much Xi Mohan had drunk; his body carried a strong scent of alcohol, and he drove over himself without a driver.

When Ning Wan approached the car window, the man who was leaning against the seat and seemed asleep or not, finally opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw the girl outside the window.

In the moonlight, the girl’s features appeared very delicate and clear, and her small face bore a look of clear impatience and displeasure, as if she could lose control and unleash her anger at any moment.

Xi Mohan was dazed for about half a minute, and just as Ning Wan was about to explode, he finally lowered the car window.

Ning Wan had never imagined she hadn’t seen Xi Mohan in over two years, and when they met again, it was under such circumstances.

With the car window down, her gaze landed on the handsome face that once made her heart race, even led her to throw caution to the wind like a moth to a flame, and there was a moment of daze.

She smelled the pungent odor of alcohol, causing her eyebrows to furrow deeply as she looked at the man in the driver’s seat, almost biting her words, "Xi Mohan, just how much have you drunk?"

The strong scent of alcohol stirred a desire in her to distance herself from the man, but just as the impulse arose, her steps abruptly came to a halt, as if she was frozen in place, unable to move.

Because, just as she spoke, the man had already said, "Ning Wan, you are getting prettier and prettier."

The man’s voice carried a slightly drunken slur, with a hint of sluggishness, and this compliment made her momentarily stunned.

She didn’t know whether Xi Mohan was drunk or not, but instinctively believed he was, because if he wasn’t drunk, he wouldn’t come looking for her or say such things to her.

With a somewhat awkward expression, she pulled at her lips, took a deep breath after some time, and responded awkwardly, "Thanks for the compliment."

The man didn’t speak further, but leaned back against the seat, staring at her intently as if trying to discern something through her.

One was sitting inside the car and the other standing outside it, neither spoke for a moment, and the air filled with a quiet tension.