"You brat, you’re really influenced by your bastard father. Have you been around him for too long, picking up nothing useful but all his cunning tricks? It’s really unlikeable."
An Jiayou smirked, dismissive of the other person’s words: "Is that sothing you need to learn? It’s just my innate talent."
Han Xiayang fell silent imdiately.
An Nan watched her son with a smile, her eyes full of indulgent reprimand: "Jiayou, you shouldn’t be so rude."
"Got it, An Nan."
An Jiayou’s gaze fell back on Han Xiayang, the malicious intent from earlier gone: "Uncle Xia Yang, where’s my dad?"
As soon as An Jiayou finished speaking, everyone’s attention was drawn to several figures not far away. Among them, he imdiately spotted the person he had seen just that morning. Instinctively, he squinted his eyes into a dangerous slit, whispering to himself: "What is this person doing here?" Then his gaze landed on the man standing alongside soone, eyes flickering with an unsettling ripple. Who is this man, and why does he give a sense of danger?
As An Nan and her group cast their eyes on the people nearby, Lin Mubai and Mo Jinxuan had already approached her. Lin Mubai, having shed his earlier indifference in the conference room, affectionately looked at An Nan, his voice unbelievably gentle: "Wife, are you tired?"
Except for Han Xiayang and An Jiayou, everyone else was surprised to see this side of Young Master Lin for the first ti. Eyes wide, filled with disbelief, debates stirred in their hearts, yet none dared to voice them.
Lin Mubai paid no mind to the shock in those hearts, completely focused on the person before him.
At this mont, Mo Jinxuan, who had been silent all along, spoke: "Nannan, we et again."
Instantly, everyone’s expressions changed again, with Young Master Lin’s the most displeased. However, his voice betrayed no emotion: "I wonder when Mr. Mo t my wife."
An Nan watched this scene unfold, suddenly feeling a headache coming on, well aware that yesterday’s matter couldn’t be concealed any longer. At the sa ti, she had a premonition that starting today, she’d never be able to go out alone again.
Then, she spoke quickly, admitting: "Mr. Mo and I ran into each other once at the mall yesterday."
With that one sentence, she captured everyone’s attention. Lin Mubai looked at his wife, eyes full of accusation, as if saying, why didn’t you tell .
An Nan gave him a look, signaling him to remain calm, then her cold gaze returned to Mo Jinxuan: "Mr. Mo, I don’t think we are that familiar, so it’s better to address as Miss Lin. You calling Nannan makes uncomfortable."
Instantly, so felt pleased in their hearts, while others’ expressions turned extrely ugly.
Mo Jinxuan looked pale, worse than he had ever looked, staring at the woman before him in disbelief, slightly opening his mouth, unsure what to say.
In the end, he could only utter a murmured phrase: "Nannan, do we really have to beco like this? I admit it was my fault back then, but I had my reasons, I..."
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