Han Xiayang knew in his heart better than anyone that if it weren’t for this man’s help tonight, relying on Yu Wenhao’s slow emotional intelligence, he probably wouldn’t think of marrying a wife in this lifeti.
Why?
Why willing to help?
Lin Mubai felt that this question was very strange, willing to help just ans willing! Why overthink it.
Then he gave a vague answer, making Han Xiayang’s pair of dark eyes instantly filled with expectation and hope.
Lin Mubai’s answer was like this: "Maybe it’s because I am happy, so I want everyone to be happy too, so I want to help them."
Or perhaps another reason, his precious little princess is about to be born, and how can she be without playmates? That would be too lonely. He can hurry them to get married, have one or two little guys, to play with his little princess.
Lin Mubai didn’t express this idea, knowing many people would want to kill him for that.
What a lousy answer this is.
Should they not get married?
But as he was imrsed in his thoughts, he didn’t notice the eyes of the person beside him lighting up instantly; when he finally noticed, a chill involuntarily ran through him, feeling like he was being calculated.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Mubai was on guard.
Han Xiangyang didn’t speak, just stared at him, reluctant to even blink.
The more he did this, the more impatient Lin Mubai beca, eventually warning harshly: "If you don’t speak soon, I’ll throw you out now."
Han Xiangyang shook his head repeatedly, trying to deny his words: "Don’t, I’ll speak, I’ll speak."
"Then hurry up." Because everyone was focused on the New Year’s Eve dinner, or chatting in groups, they paid no attention to their interaction; however, An Nan saw everything clearly, becoming curious as to what this man might say! It truly raised so expectations.
Quickly, her doubts were answered, and she deeply felt that this critical task seed to fall to her, so what reason would he have to plead with her husband? Would ng Qi even listen to Lin Mubai?
Han Xiangyang’s words continued, diligently reaching her ears: "Boss, you see you’ve already gotten your beauty, and the beautiful little princess is about to arrive. You’re supposedly the well-fed man unaware of the hungry one’s plight. When will you kindly help , so I can also soon claim my beauty."
Lin Mubai frowned at once, not knowing why, but felt odd hearing these words.
He quickly realized it, his eyes filling with anger: "What do you an? Since when did I beco a matchmaker, needing to ensure your marriage too?"
Han Xiayang instantly understood he had misunderstood him, trying to explain, but was interrupted.
"Shut up, don’t say anything. I think with your look, you’ll never need a wife."
Han Xiayang rolled his eyes: "You bastard, how can you speak like that? What do you an by never needing a wife? I do want to get married, what does it matter to you, are you allowed to marry but I’m not?"
An Nan watched these two n, about to clash regardless of the situation.
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