Unlike the straightforwardness of these two, the people around, whether sitting at the mahjong table or standing around observing, almost had their eyeballs drop to the ground. Simultaneously, everyone looked at the two with strange expressions.
An Nan seed completely unaware of the bizarre gazes, simply smiling calmly at everyone and saying, "Hurry up and finish, let’s eat."
With this reminder, the other three at the mahjong table exchanged awkward glances and continued their actions.
But everyone was still uneasy in their hearts. In this circle, who doesn’t know that Young Master Lin’s recent action has already solidified the identity of this woman called An Nan? It ans Young Master Lin is interested, and others cannot touch her.
Could it be possible?
If it were soone else, it might not be so hard to accept. You have to understand, this man is Mr. Lin, the sole heir of the infamous Lin Family in B City, raised since childhood as Heaven’s favored child, avoiding won. Such a man taking interest in a woman of average looks is hard for anyone to swallow.
The only one unfazed by the unknown intrigue was An Nan, whose gaze remained fixed on the cards before her.
Already turned away, Lin Mubai suddenly noticed an unexpected detail.
His little woman, even among these handso n and beautiful won, fit in seamlessly, instead becoming a compelling highlight.
Even when she’s quietly sitting there, people’s gazes naturally fall upon her at first sight.
A truly strange and contradictory combination.
With a doting smile, just as he prepared to continue leaving, his shoulder was softly tapped from one side, followed by a pleasant, deep male voice beside his ear: "Shall we go together?"
"Sure."
Then Lin Mubai and Han Xiayang left the private room together.
The two didn’t go to the restroom but instead reached the end of the corridor, each with a cigarette between his fingers. Lin Mubai slightly lowered his head, his long lashes half-covering, half-revealing, successfully hiding his beautiful eyes. His slim, fair fingers played with the cigarette, leaving his true thoughts a mystery. Even Han Xiayang, a longti friend and close brother, could never guess the young master’s real intentions, but he felt so words needed to be said.
"Have you decided on her?"
The latter continued to play with the cigarette at his fingertips, without a clear answer.
"I am very interested in her."
With that sentence, Han Xiayang understood he needn’t say more.
Heaven’s favored son’s world has always been lonely. From Lin Mubai’s birth until now, any challenging matter becos easy in his hands, whether in learning or career. Over ti, finding no challenges leads to numbness, a lack of interest in anything, including emotions. Possibly influenced by his parents’ relationship, he has an almost obsessive cleanliness towards love. If he cannot et the one true love of his life, he’d rather stay alone.
Both body and heart reserved only for his life’s sole true love.
Such a man, if he admits interest in a woman, those words carry more weight than "I love you."
Even so, Han Xiayang still harbored slight concern in his heart: "Mu Bai, will your family allow you to marry an ordinary woman?"
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