Lin Mubai clearly looked like he didn’t want to explain any further.
The more he acted this way, the more Huo Bingxuan felt unwilling to accept it. It was already humiliating enough to be rejected by the man she had loved for years in front of so many people, and now he even seemed uninterested in dealing with her.
Anger filled her both psychologically and externally.
Huo Bingxuan was the type of person who lost her rationality when she got angry; perhaps even she didn’t know what she was doing.
The next moment, everyone heard Huo Bingxuan shout at the indifferent Young Master Lin in frustration, "Lin Mubai, you don’t like me, so why can you like that old woman, An Nan."
An Nan? Such a familiar name, was Third Young Master Xi’s first reaction.
An Nan? It seems I’ve heard it somewhere, thought Zuo Qingfeng as a vague figure flashed in his mind.
An Nan? Hahaha, the thing that had been weighing on his heart for so long was finally said out loud by someone fearless, and sure enough, he felt much lighter. Han Xiayang took a deep breath, feeling immensely relieved, as if he were standing high on a mountain peak surrounded by magnificent landscapes, with fresh air around. He took a deep breath.
In truth, the air in the bar was always mixed with the smell of smoke, alcohol, and women’s perfume, forever suffocating.
Finally, Xi Shaoqi reacted, but his first response wasn’t to question his good brother. Instead, he looked coldly at the tear-streaked face of Huo Bingxuan and spoke indifferently, "The An Nan you just mentioned, was she the one who attended my birthday party last time?"
Perhaps because Xi Shaoqi usually gave the impression of being easy-going and humorous, his sudden serious demeanor felt very unnatural.
Overall, it just felt very pressuring.
Huo Bingxuan, the kind of woman who feared authority, nodded subconsciously under Third Young Master Xi’s gloomy gaze, "Yes, it’s her."
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Lin Mubai’s mysterious girlfriend turned out to be An Nan.
When did they meet? How did they meet? Was Lin Mubai serious? How far had their relationship developed?
A string of questions simultaneously appeared in Xi Shaoqi’s mind.
He wanted to open his mouth to question his brother but didn’t know where to start.
One was a brother, the other a friend.
It was a dilemma for both sides.
Xi Shaoqi’s prolonged silence made those around him too afraid to make a sound, their gazes switching between Young Master Lin and Third Young Master Xi. They had already realized why An Nan’s name sounded so familiar; wasn’t she the woman that Third Young Master Xi especially valued at his birthday party?
But how could this woman become Young Master Lin’s girlfriend, they didn’t understand.
Curiosity consumed everyone, making them forget about Huo Bingxuan, who was still standing nearby.
Such neglect couldn’t be tolerated.
Grabbing Lin Mubai’s arm, Huo Bingxuan began to cry and plead with him, "Mu Bai, Mu Bai, I love you, I love you; please don’t like that An Nan, okay? Please, okay."
Huo Bingxuan was willing to risk it all; if she could win Lin Mubai, what did it matter if she lost face?
This sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded; they couldn’t believe that proud Miss Huo would publicly cry .
Her makeup was smeared, and the dress she wore had dark stains from the ink, as messy as could be.
Despite the surrounding sounds of ridicule and mocking laughter, she swept a cold glance across, and the other party immediately fell silent.