Standing at the door hesitating for a bit more, An Jiayou still gently walked forward and sat obediently on another chair. Afterward, he maintained a position, resting his chin on his hand, gazing at his mom’s belly, with a face full of wonder.
While there was sweet ti upstairs, in the only kitchen of the Lin Family, it was exceptionally warm as well. Young Master Lin was acting as the chef, with Lin Haotian and Zhang Qi beside him. The couple, having been noisy all their lives, had an incredibly good relationship even in their old age. Lin Mubai watching them seed to glimpse his own future. When he gets old, he and An Nan would be beside their children, wouldn’t it be just like this?
Perhaps his heart was ward, and at this mont, Lin Mubai was exceptionally patient. Regardless of what quirky questions grandpa and grandma raised, he explained them one by one. In the end, Lin Haotian and Zhang Qi exchanged a glance and couldn’t continue asking. They admitted they were deliberate, but encountered such good temper, there were tis when they were rendered helpless.
Lin Mubai didn’t notice these subtle actions today. All his attention was on the delicious lunch before him, and he was looking forward to it. Soon, a certain little woman could eat a bit more, so by the afternoon, she would have the energy to try on gowns. It seed he hadn’t seen that little woman in a skirt; he was truly looking forward, eagerly awaiting it. How would she look in a pilot’s uniform, so valiant; what would she look like in a skirt? She should definitely be eye-catching.
After all, his An Nan even in ordinary clothes was destined to be the focus of the crowd, not to ntion in a skirt, still An Nan in an evening gown. Suddenly, Lin Mubai had the impulse to hide her away. But such impulse was destined only to remain a thought. The reason was simple: he couldn’t bear to restrict his beloved woman just to himself. He still liked to see her shine brilliantly at her preferred job.
The lunch at the Lin Family table was harmonious and exceptionally happy.
In the afternoon, Lin Mubai first stayed ho, accompanied his wife for a while to rest, and then they set off together to try on the gown.
Sotis, things happen to coincide just like this. Lin Mubai knew nothing about won’s clothes, unable to handle it, he could only seek help from Han Xiayang. The latter recomnded a studio to him, saying it was quite good. It belonged to a rather famous foreign designer, newly established in B City’s branch, and each piece designed by the designer was unique. So he thought there’d be no problem, hence he brought people here. Only when they stood at the studio door did Lin Mubai deeply feel not asking the designer’s na was a wrong choice. But now that they were here, would turning around and leaving show he was too petty?
While he was tangled in countless worries in his heart, An Nan beside him was already exclaiming: "Roman, is it Jesse.wang’s studio? Haven’t seen him for a long ti, and he didn’t even actively contact ; he’s really not being considerate."
An Nan’s words fell, as she had already stepped into the studio, leaving behind Lin Mubai with a face full of regret and headache.
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