As long as a person is truly not angry, he’s willing to go along with what the other person says.
"It’s best if you’re not angry, I’m just afraid you’re upset."
"Yeah, I’m not upset."
Any woman, upon hearing such a heartfelt confession, wouldn’t stay angry. She discovered that she couldn’t avoid the norm now.
It’s really a kind of unpleasant feeling.
An Nan, you’re becoming more and more unlike your past self.
However, she had read similar books, saying that won are different before and after marriage, so now she’s gladly accepting her changes with less resistance than before!
Lin Mubai, seeing that her face didn’t show any more signs of displeasure, finally relaxed and continued to suggest, "Let’s go, or Jiayou will be anxious waiting outside."
"Okay, let’s go."
As they were about to leave, Lin Mubai, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced casually at the ssy table, and An Nan noticed his gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed again. It seed she could indeed eat quite a lot. She hadn’t felt it earlier, but now, seeing so many stacked plates, it felt a bit more real.
Leaving the private room with a hint of guilt, they were inford by the clerk that the bill hadn’t been settled, and An Nan felt awkward again.
This embarrassing feeling persisted until the bill was finally settled.
Since their car was taken by the parents-in-law, the three of them had to take a taxi. An Nan’s mind kept replaying the clerk’s words in the taxi, "It’s rare to see custors who can eat this much. This is your VIP mbership card. Next ti you visit, you can enjoy a 9.5% discount."
Lin Mubai took the so-called VIP card from the clerk’s hand and gazed at the two people beside him with their heads lowered, catching sight of a hint of amusent in his eyes. He then continued to thank the clerk, "We indeed eat quite a lot, thank you."
The three of them ate hot pot enough for five people, which is more than just being able to eat.
As Lin Mubai said this with a smile, the face of An Nan lowered even more embarrassnt.
Sigh, today is really a big embarrassnt.
anwhile, An Jiayou, sitting beside, protested, "I barely ate anything, it was Grandma and Mom who ate. Why am I also a little pig?"
Lin Mubai gently tapped his forehead with his finger, disapproval in his eyes, "What little pig? Watch your language. Co on, you foodies."
An Nan remained silent, while An Jiayou grew increasingly dissatisfied, "I already said I didn’t eat much. Don’t include , I’m not a foodie."
"Alright, alright, sure, you’re not."
The obvious perfunctory tone annoyed An Jiayou again, "Humph, I’m not talking to you anymore." He pouted all the way, indicating he was upset.
Lin Mubai saw him like this, amused but keeping it to himself, choosing not to console him. Kids should figure things out on their own, comforting only makes things worse.
He’d rather spend ti comforting his wife.
He doesn’t know the hardships of pregnancy personally, but from books and so TV videos, he has understood sowhat. They all say pregnant won have a tough ti, so it must be hard.
Thinking about this, Lin Mubai felt a surge of tenderness in his heart, wanting to express sothing with words. Ultimately, because the driver and his son were present, he kept it to himself.
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