As expected by Lan Xinru, after about ten minutes, Lin Mubai’s mind suddenly opened up. The confident gaze returned to his face and eyes, so dazzling that one couldn’t look away.
At the sa ti, he told himself silently in his heart, "Lin Mubai, you must be strong and give that woman enough sense of security, so she can completely rely on you."
When An Nan woke up again, she saw the man concentrating on his work. Sohow, her previously repressed mood suddenly expanded upon seeing his serious expression.
Her mood gradually improved, and her complexion looked much better.
When Aunt Fu and Uncle Liang ca to deliver dinner, they couldn’t help but exclaim, "Not bad, not bad, truly great! The past two days of rest have really worked wonders. Her complexion is no longer as pale as before but looks beautifully flushed now."
While speaking, Aunt Fu lightly pinched An Nan’s face.
This made An Nan feel very embarrassed, "Aunt Fu, don’t do that."
"What’s wrong, what’s wrong, Aunt Fu praised you, and you’re still shy? Such a thin-skinned, hahaha."
"Aunt Fu."
Not until An Nan showed a shy face did Aunt Fu stop teasing and handed over a bowl of chicken soup, "Quickly drink the chicken soup."
Although An Nan loved food, she was really not enthusiastic about these soups. She had been eating them for the past two days and got fed up with it. She could only look for help from the man sitting on the sofa not far away.
Who knew he turned his head directly, pretending he hadn’t seen it.
It imdiately made An Nan furious, but she couldn’t show it in front of Aunt Fu, so she had to take the chicken soup bowl. After she took it, Aunt Fu turned and went to the kitchen.
An Nan quickly carried the chicken soup to the sofa, glaring down at her husband, "How can you do this, you ungrateful guy."
Lin Mubai raised his innocent dark eyes and shrugged, "Wife, this chicken soup is to nourish your body. If you make drink it, what does that count as?"
Ultimately, it was estimated that if his wife gave birth, his belly would be about five months pregnant.
Thinking of himself as a pot-bellied uncle, Lin Mubai began to despise the idea, so this chicken soup was absolutely off limits.
An Nan had no idea about his thoughts; her only thinking at the mont was to let this man finish her chicken soup quickly so she could be free.
Thus, the couple was deadlocked in front of the sofa.
When Aunt Fu ca out of the kitchen again, she saw this scene.
However, she completely misunderstood the tension between the young couple, thinking that the wife was worried about her husband’s arm injury and trying to give him chicken soup instead.
Realizing this, Aunt Fu smiled and said, "Nannan, quickly drink it yourself. Mubai, don’t worry, I’ve made bone soup for you, and your Uncle Liang is heating it; it’ll be ready soon."
As soon as Aunt Fu finished her words, the expressions on the couple’s faces changed instantly.
An Nan was gloating and proud, finally having soone to suffer along with her.
Lin Mubai was depressed and helpless, Aunt Fu, can I not drink it?
The answer, of course, was no.
In the end, in An Nan’s imnsely joyful mood, the couple sat on the sofa, deeply troubled while drinking their respective soups.
After finishing, An Nan took advantage of Aunt Fu’s absence and gleefully whispered in her husband’s ear, "Serves you right."
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