"Maybe it is."
"Yes, so don’t overthink." After a slight pause, Lin Mubai continued, "Wife, you have to believe, no matter what happens today or in the future, I will always be by your side."
Lin Mubai already had so sense that the place they were going today would be quite unusual. Yet, he remained unclear about what exactly was unusual. He didn’t want to press his wife to tell him anything. After all, the ship will straighten itself at the bridge, and he would eventually know what he wanted; impatience spoils the hot tofu.
Continuing to lean in her husband’s embrace for a mont, An Nan finally found a trace of courage she urgently needed from him. After leaving his embrace, she sincerely said to him, word by word, "We are already husband and wife, maybe I shouldn’t say thank you too much, but at this mont right now, I still want to say these three words to you, husband, thank you, thank you for your tolerance, and I love you."
At this mont, Lin Mubai truly understood the saying: "’I love you’ are the longest-lasting words of confession in the world, and also the most touching."
These three words were also the most beautiful he had heard in more than twenty years.
He curled his lips into a radiant smile, giving her an equally lasting confession: "Wife, I love you too."
"Yes, let’s go, accompany ."
"Okay."
After saying goodbye to the Lin Family, the car slowly drove into the unknown world. It was also Lin Mubai’s first ti entering his wife’s other world. Thinking about this, his heart slowly cald down, even a faint hint of anticipation erged. He wanted to understand her completely, which was his initial intention, unchanged until now and will not change in the future.
Imagining is one thing, but truly facing reality is another sensation.
When the car slowly stopped at B City’s top international company, Nanqi Group, Lin Mubai’s heart still skipped a beat. His puzzled gaze turned to his wife’s tranquil face beside him. He found that she had returned to the way she was when he first t her, indifferent, aloof, and even less did he understand why they ca here. The words on his lips were swallowed back abruptly.
At this mont, a familiar voice reached his ears, a hint of teasing in it: "Little White, I seem to have never told you, we are from the sa family, right."
Lin Mubai raised his confused black eyes towards her.
He saw her calm face, those red lips continued to move: "Actually, I have another na. I initially took my mom’s surna, and her surna is Lin, so my original na was Lin Annan. Nanqi Group was nad by Dad after and Mom’s nas. Later, Dad passed away, and Mom insisted on changing it to An Nan, but those who knew from childhood still call Lin Annan. Mr. Lin, let’s et again."
"What’s your mother’s na?" Lin Mubai’s voice held a trace of hesitation.
An Nan then revealed the answer to him: "Lin Qi."
Everything was self-evident, and Lin Mubai instantly realized why he had never heard of any young lady nad An Nan in B City.
Nanqi Group, an incredibly mysterious international conglorate, few know who its boss is, but Lin Mubai had heard that its fate had an inseparable link with a woman nad Lin Qi, yet no one had ever seen this woman nad Lin Qi.
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