The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief Chapter 1274 - 642: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc – Ning Yan’er Take

Wanwan?

Lin Musen and Ning Wan had known each other for just over an hour, not even two, and yet he could call her na with such familiarity.

Xi Mohan’s face began to darken, his eyes fixed intently on Lin Musen, brooding with emotions unknown.

Feeling uneasy under Xi Mohan’s gaze, Lin Musen shrank his neck and couldn’t help but speak, "Mo Han, why are you looking at like that? You wouldn’t be interested in , would you? I’m telling you, don’t get any special ideas about , I’m straight, not bent."

Upon hearing this, Xi Mohan’s face darkened further. He completely couldn’t follow Lin Musen’s train of thought, as if they were from entirely different worlds.

He had a normal sexual orientation and liked won. No matter how desperate he might get, he wouldn’t fancy a big guy; he just couldn’t go there.

Retracting his gaze from Lin Musen, Xi Mohan lifted his foot toward his desk, sat in the boss’s chair, and began silently flipping through the docunts on his desk.

Without getting the answer he wanted, Lin Musen was a bit unwilling, more importantly, he was concerned. Xi Mohan’s obvious disdain for Ning Wan was worrying. He took her away, and now she was nowhere to be seen.

Walking up to Xi Mohan, Lin Musen swallowed but ultimately couldn’t resist his inner worry, asking, "Mo Han, you still haven’t told , where did you take Wanwan..."

The man’s hand paused mid-docunt flip, looked up at him, and instead of answering, smirked, "Wanwan? Since when are you two so familiar?"

"We just t, not familiar, just get along well. Calling her Wanwan is a bit more intimate... uh, that’s not the point. The point is, where did you take her?" Initially, Lin Musen answered honestly but soon realized he was nearly led off-topic.

Such a sche, it was truly a sche.

Xi Mohan remained expressionless, lowered his head, continued reviewing the docunt, but this ti he did answer, "I sent her ho by taxi."

Lin Musen choked, eyes widening, "Why’d you send her ho? I still have lots of questions to ask her."

"What questions do you need to ask her?"

"Of course, about..." Lin Musen almost blurted out, suddenly fell silent, then said, "Never mind, since she’s gone, I won’t ask. Let’s talk about my return instead."

Seeing Lin Musen unwilling to continue, Xi Mohan only glanced at him and said nothing more, instead gesturing to the side, "Pull a chair over, sit down, and talk."

Lin Musen pulled a chair over as Xi Mohan picked up the phone, dialing the secretary’s office. The call connected quickly, "Hello, President, do you have any instructions?"

"Bring in two cups of coffee."

"Yes, President."

After hanging up, Xi Mohan refocused on Lin Musen, assuming a very serious work attitude, "Did sothing happen to bring you back suddenly?"

"Not exactly an incident." Lin Musen dropped his careless deanor, a faintly sarcastic smile tugging at his lips, "It’s just that the woman by my father’s side has started scheming for the inheritance. You know her identity is quite special, I can’t deal with her directly, so I’m here to see if you have any good plans."

Lin Musen’s mother died unexpectedly early on. Lin’s father initially was indeed a love-struck fool; he was only in his forties when Lin’s mother died—still at an age of great charm and a feeling of security for won. At that ti, Lin Musen was already in his teens.

At first, Lin’s father had no intention of remarrying, but when Lin Musen went abroad as an exchange student, Lin’s father suddenly brought a woman back to the Lin Family. That woman was only two or three years older than them.

Xi Mohan’s gaze deepened. He knew a little about the woman next to Lin’s father, but not much; the only thing he knew for sure was that her identity wasn’t as simple as they imagined.