"Little White." An Nan, waking up from a nightmare, suddenly flung herself into Lin Mubai’s arms, clutching his clothes tightly, with her voice full of sobbing.
"Uh, it’s okay now, it’s okay now, I’m here, I’ve always been here." Once the person in his arms cald down a bit, Lin Mubai cautiously asked, "Wife, what did you just dream about? Can you tell ?"
The person in his arms then fell silent for a long ti. Just as Lin Mubai, disappointed, thought he wouldn’t get the answer he wanted, her desolate voice reached his ears and entered his heart: "I just dreamt about Dad and Mom, and Brother, but I couldn’t see their faces clearly. Even when I called them, they ignored . Is it because they don’t want Nannan anymore? They don’t want Nannan anymore."
At this mont, Lin Mubai didn’t know how to comfort her, apart from feeling heartbroken. He wasn’t good at comforting others, but since she was his wife, he should say sothing.
"Wife, don’t be sad, don’t be sad. You have , you still have ."
"Husband."
The word "husband" should have been the one Lin Mubai had longed to hear, yet at this mont, his heart was filled with nothing but pain, a pain indescribable by words.
He could only hold the person in his arms tightly, attempting to warm her with his body: "Wife."
After a long, long ti, An Nan gently pushed him away, her expression having returned to its usual calmness. She looked at the man in front of her and slowly began to speak: "Little White, I have sothing to tell you."
"Uh, what is it?" Lin Mubai’s puzzled gaze fell upon her.
Just as An Nan was about to continue speaking, the sound of a window being tapped from outside the car interrupted her words.
The visitors were Han Xiayang and Lan Luo, the organizers of tonight’s party.
Two handso n stood on either side of the car, looking at the couple inside with a playful gaze. Lin Mubai was the first to open the car door and step out: "You’re here."
An Nan followed and walked out of the car, feeling very helpless inside, deciding to look for another opportunity to talk next ti.
However, as she stepped out from the passenger seat, she instantly drew the attention of Han Xiayang and Lan Luo, their amazed eyes fixed on her, unable to look away.
Seeing this, Lin Mubai’s face imdiately showed discontent. He lightly coughed to remind the two not to stare excessively.
Recovering from their shock, the two n cast envious looks at Lin Mubai: "Young Master Lin, you really are lucky, how did you manage to et such an exceptional woman?"
Lan Luo also spoke with deep envy: "Ah, all the good won are snagged by bad n, yet here I am, a good man, left standing unnoticed."
Lin Mubai really didn’t want to stand here any longer listening to their nonsense. His cold gaze fell upon their faces as he coldly said: "Enough, ti’s almost up, we should head inside."
ntioning business, the two n shed their playful deanor, transforming into calm, wise young entrepreneurs, as Han Xiayang explained the current situation inside: "Most of the guests at the party have arrived, the old director and his wife are also here. I just saw Little Jia You inside too. Now we’re just waiting for you two key figures."
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