Can his mom, who is pregnant, still joke like this? If he thinks about it, he should know it’s not okay. Even if his mom doesn’t let him speak, he can secretly tell himself, and his current behavior shows he doesn’t understand the gravity of things and the limits of Heaven and Earth. No accidents have happened yet, but what if sothing goes wrong? Has he considered these facts? If he regrets it then, it will be too late. Every ti he thinks about it, he feels anxious.
When he sees that little guy tomorrow, he must scold him well. He really doesn’t know how high Heaven is and how thick the Earth is.
Of course, he won’t let his wife know about these thoughts.
In front of An Nan, Lin Mubai didn’t show a trace and continued to smile gently, trying to soothe his wife’s gloomy mood: "Nannan, we shouldn’t let irrelevant people affect us, so don’t be upset. I’ll go get our son back tomorrow so he can spend ti with you. Next weekend is Nanqi Group’s annual party, and you’ll have a lot to be busy with."
Sotis, when a person is in a bad mood, just having soone around doesn’t require saying much; just quietly being by their side will make you feel much better.
An Nan’s mood wasn’t as bad as before, but still sowhat gloomy, so her voice was sowhat weak.
"Okay, I’ll accompany you to pick up Jiayou tomorrow." She is very assured with the child at Xi Shaoqi’s place, which is why she didn’t imdiately go get the child back.
"Okay, let’s go back to the room. You’ve had a long day, and you are tired. Let’s rest early and talk about things tomorrow?"
An Nan willingly agreed to her husband’s suggestion without any objections, and the couple headed to their room on the first floor.
As soon as they walked into the room, An Nan’s phone rang. She picked it up curiously, and the mont she saw the flashing number on the screen, her face turned gloomy.
Lin Mubai leaned over and asked with a look of confusion: "Who could be calling so late?" Such a lack of awareness.
An Nan ntioned a person’s na randomly, and Lin Mubai’s face also turned gloomy.
"Should I answer?" An Nan’s voice contained hesitation.
Lin Mubai thought for a mont and nodded: "Answer it, see what he wants to say?" How could soone as clever as him not understand what the caller wants to say? He just wants to hear it himself.
An Nan swiped the screen’s answer button, and a scolding voice imdiately ca: "Lin Annan, how can you treat your mom and your sister like this."
Upon hearing this, An Nan quickly pursed his lips. The hardly improved mood instantly vanished. She looked at her husband, as if saying, see, I knew it would be like this.
Lin Mubai tenderly ssed up her black hair, his dark eyes full of doting, as if saying, wife, it’s okay. I’m here.
With her husband’s comfort, An Nan’s mood improved a lot but remained sowhat annoyed. Her underlying impatience was conveyed through the phone to the other person: "If there’s sothing, just say it, there’s no need to overthink."
Suddenly, An Nan thought of sothing and couldn’t help but laugh.
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