Lin Mubai escorted the guest back to their room and casually inford his mother there was a guest resting in the guest room, then returned to his study. He saw his wife still sitting in the hanging chair, her eyes blank and slightly dazed, clearly daydreaming.
As for what she was thinking, he had no idea. It could be about the company, family matters, or most likely about that man nad An Liyang.
As a man himself, he couldn’t ignore the deep emotions in that man’s eyes. He must love An Nan, and this realization made him feel uneasy.
To others, it might not matter, but for this man, he felt completely unsure. After all those years they’ve spent together, he truly had no grasp on what was in An Nan’s heart. Yet, he was afraid to ask directly, fearing the answer might not be what he wants. By avoiding it, he only thought more, becoming increasingly confused. In the end, he wouldn’t know what to do.
Lin Mubai stood in the study doorway for a long ti.
Until the person in the hanging chair noticed him, looked at him with puzzlent, and waved, "When did you co in? Why are you just standing there dazing?"
Lin Mubai quickly gathered his thoughts, smiled, and stepped forward, "I wasn’t thinking anything, just watching you is so pleasant. You were dazing just now, what were you thinking about?"
An Nan didn’t hide anything and imdiately answered the question truthfully, "I was thinking about Brother. I don’t know how he’s doing. It’s almost New Year, and I wonder if he’ll return to the An Family. If he doesn’t, will he feel lonely by himself?"
Hearing this, Lin Mubai suddenly didn’t know how to comfort her. If he did, he would feel unhappy, because why should he feel sympathy for another man who keeps thinking about his own wife? But if he didn’t comfort her, the disappointnt on his wife’s face would hurt him. Torn inside, he finally gave in to reality, "Alright, don’t think about it. I’ll find out for you."
"Really?" An Nan looked at him with surprised eyes.
Even though they completely fell out that day, he was still her brother, a brother who died years ago and resurrected. He couldn’t just coldly watch, completely indifferent.
Lin Mubai reluctantly nodded, "Don’t worry."
"Thank you, husband." An Nan spoke and rarely initiated an embrace, wrapping her arms around his waist.
This kind of privilege touched Lin Mubai’s heart slightly. Imdiately, he extended his arms to tightly hold her, softly whispering in her ear, "Don’t think too much all the ti, okay, wife?"
"Alright, I understand. I know overthinking is not good for the baby in my belly. Sotis I just can’t control my thoughts, but I will try to overco it. Husband, it’s been tough for you recently."
Lin Mubai continued to hold her close, his gentle voice in her ear, "It’s alright, I’m fine. As long as you’re well, nothing else matters."
In this mont, An Nan could no longer speak, silently leaning in his embrace, her lips forming a gentle, sweet smile.
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