Is it tiring?
An Nan didn’t really feel that way; instead, she felt full of happiness. At the sa ti, she began to understand a sentence her mom told her many years ago when she was still small: "The happiest mont in her life was from the mont she had her."
At that ti, she was young and couldn’t understand this sentence. Now, as she is about to beco a mom, she deeply feels the aning of the words. Perhaps with her son, Jiayou, this feeling wasn’t as strong because when she t him, he was already not so small.
Through the phone screen, Lin Mubai saw the full radiance of motherhood, which made him feel that this woman beca even more beautiful.
Afterwards, the couple continued to chat for a while. When Lin Mubai realized it was late, he urged the other side to quickly go to rest: "Wife, you should rest now. I’ll call you again tomorrow."
Only then did An Nan realize that it was indeed late, and she quickly nodded: "I’m going to sleep now; we’ll talk tomorrow."
Before sleeping, she didn’t forget to send soone a picture before bed—a bright smiling face with disheveled hair facing the phone screen. Clearly looking quite unappealing, but to soone who cares, it becos a breathtaking beauty.
"Husband, here’s a picture before bed for you to miss . Good night!"
When Lin Mubai saw this sentence, he couldn’t help but laugh.
"Little woman, getting more adorable."
If that little woman were in front of him now, he would definitely pull her into his arms and give her a good squeeze, but alas.
Thinking of this, Lin Mubai’s eyes showed expectation, followed by a deep sigh.
"Looks like we need to speed up the progress of this cooperation. If that old guy delays any longer, worst case, we’ll find another partner. With the Lin Group’s resources, it’s not hard to find another."
The next morning, early, Lin Mubai checked the ti; it was still early, and he put the phone back down: "Forget it." Ultimately, he couldn’t bear to disturb that little woman’s sleep.
After that, he knocked on the door of the room next door.
There was no response from inside for a long ti, but Young Master Lin was undeterred and continued to press the doorbell.
Over and over again.
Inside the room, the person in bed really couldn’t keep pretending to sleep. Reluctantly, they got up to open the door, with a face full of annoyance: "Damn it, isn’t the eting in the afternoon? Why are you waking up at this hour?"
As he finished speaking, he didn’t care about the person standing at the door and directly turned around, retreating back to the bed.
The figure standing at the door frowned slightly at this sight. Then he closed the door and walked into the room, commanding toward the bed: "Get up imdiately; I have sothing to discuss."
There was still no movent on the bed.
The man’s face at the bedside grew even gloomier: "Han Xiayang."
This ti, the man who originally intended to continue playing dumb jolted out of the bed, looking displeased and angry: "Get lost, get lost."
After his retort, he reluctantly got up, walked into the bathroom, and then walked out not fully awake.
Sitting down heavily on the sofa, his tone was full of displeasure: "What the hell is it? Hurry up and say it, disturbing soone’s good sleep so early in the morning."
By this ti, Lin Mubai was already sitting on the sofa with a face of coldness: "We’ve been here for three days, and there’s still no progress on the cooperation project, yet you have the mood to sleep."
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