Is it still possible if he buys it now?
The reality was clear at a glance; obviously, it’s not possible. Yu Wenhao was already as annoyed as one could be as he tried to figure out how to break this awkward situation when the Lin Family’s doorbell rang again.
As the hostess of the Lin Family, Lan Yiqing was the first to be puzzled: "Strange, why are there so many people tonight? Who is it this ti?"
Lin Mubai stood up once again, nodding to everyone: "I’ll go open the door."
The mont the door opened, it was no surprise to hear the complaints: "Lin Mubai, damn it, do you think I’m launching a rocket? You gave such a short ti to buy all this stuff and deliver it here..."
Before Han Xiayang could finish shouting, Lin Mubai covered his mouth: "Keep it down."
With Lin Mubai’s reminder, Han Xiayang quickly stretched his neck to peek inside: "No way, the war has already started."
The forr nodded slightly: "Yes, so be careful what you say later, don’t let anything slip."
Han Xiangyang imdiately nodded firmly: "I got it."
Complaints aside, he was still committed to helping his friend, even if it ant postponing his own New Year’s dinner. If those two could get married this year, he felt it would be worth it.
Lin Mubai continued to ask: "Did you bring everything?"
"I brought everything as you asked, but because there were so many things, it took a bit more ti."
"Thanks, brother."
Han Xiayang imdiately shook his head: "It’s not you who should thank . Why are you being so polite? Once things are settled, just let Yu Wenhao and Lan Xinxixi treat to a al. For now, please help get the stuff from the car; I can’t carry it all by myself."
"Alright, let’s go together."
The people in the dining room saw that Lin Mubai hadn’t returned for a long ti and couldn’t help but feel puzzled again: "Why has he been gone so long?" After Lan Yiqing finished speaking, she was about to set out to see what was happening.
At this mont, everyone saw the person who had just left, coming back carrying large bags, followed by a familiar figure.
Han Xiangyang, being naturally gregarious, ca in and placed the items down, patting Yu Wenhao’s shoulder apologetically: "I’m really sorry, brother. When you called from the military, I was at ho busy eating New Year’s dinner. As soon as I got your call, I rushed to bring the things you asked for. I hope I wasn’t late."
Yu Wenhao imdiately understood what he ant and, seizing a mont when nobody was paying attention, cast a grateful glance, then gently patted the other’s shoulder to express his gratitude.
The arrival of Han Xiayang helped diffuse the awkward atmosphere a bit, but it didn’t an that so matters could be simply brushed aside. Lan Qianlin glared at the items Han Xiangyang brought, his face showing no sign of relenting, even as he commanded sternly: "Leave, go now, take everything you’ve brought with you."
Dream on if you want to marry his precious daughter.
Although his words were harsh, the things Han Xiayang brought at least made Lan Qianlin’s expression improve slightly. At the very least, the gesture showed a hint of sincerity, but that didn’t an he would compromise.
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