Though the Huo Family is not as powerful as the Lin Family or the Xi Family, they still inspire fear among the smaller affluent families.
The speakers in the bar went silent too, leaving only the shallow sounds of breathing occasionally reaching one’s ears.
Before Lin Mubai spoke, he first glanced at his friend beside him, Xi Shaoqi, and said, "Shaoqi, I’ll explain the situation with An Nan to you later."
He never intended to hide the situation with An Nan from him, but since things hadn’t settled, he didn’t know how to bring it up. He had planned to tell him soti soon, but never expected that this woman, Huo Bingxuan, would reveal it today, making him more and more frustrated as he thought about it.
After speaking, he quietly stared at his good brother, with a trace of complex emotions replacing the usual indifference in his eyes.
In fact, regarding Lin Mubai and An Nan’s situation, Xi Shaoqi felt more shock than opposition. In this short ti, he thought a lot—Mubai is capable, handso, emotionally clear, and very responsible. In every sense, he is a man worthy of a woman entrusting her life to.
If An Nan really marries him, it would indeed be a good thing.
As for why he hadn’t co to his senses in this short while, it was because he was annoyed. Annoyed at himself for not thinking of matchmaking these two initially. Imrsed in this irritation, he failed to notice the curious stares around him and didn’t hear Young Master Lin speaking to him.
He only vaguely nodded after hearing the voice.
Then, he saw Lin Mubai turn his head and, with a voice colder than before, say to the sobbing Huo Bingxuan, "Miss Huo, I have a girlfriend. To avoid causing her unnecessary issues, please don’t say these things anymore."
After saying that, he stood up indifferently and nodded to the n and won in the booth: "I’ll go to the bathroom."
Just as Lin Mubai ca out of the bathroom, he saw Xi Shaoqi standing by the door.
He walked forward, lightly nodded his chin, signaling for the other to follow him to the hallway. Two handso n silently walked to the end of the hallway, neither one speaking first, each lighting a cigarette.
Thick smoke drifted above them until one cigarette was finished. Only then did Xi Shaoqi’s sowhat heavy voice break the silence in the hallway: "Mubai, are you serious?"
The person being questioned did not imdiately answer but slowly recounted how he first t that little woman: "I t her in the United States. At that ti, she didn’t know , but I knew her. It could be said it was love at first sight. Later, I searched all over the United States and couldn’t find her, yet didn’t anticipate that she would be your friend."
He didn’t provide too many details, but even these words were enough to completely ease the unease in Xi Shaoqi’s heart. Satisfied, he raised the corners of his mouth, lifted his right hand, and punched his friend’s chest hard, then shouted in a nonchalant manner: "You really can keep your cool. Such an important matter, and you didn’t tell . If I had known, I could have helped you win that girl."
After venting his dissatisfaction, he continued to mutter with sentintal undertones: "Seeing that girl is 28 and still single, I was just afraid she would remain single for life, so I thought of introducing a few outstanding young n to her, but never imagined you had your eyes on her."
The more he looked at the man in front of him, the more satisfied he felt. Although Mubai is three years older than An Nan, so what? Isn’t it said that in love, age is not an issue, money is not an issue, height is not an issue...
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