However, she felt he was overthinking it. Since she had promised him, she would naturally ensure a smooth conclusion to the matter. Even if she needed to give him a talking-to, it would have to wait until they got home.
Seeing the strange glimmer continuously flashing in An Nan’s narrow eyes, Lin Mubai began to mourn for his impending fate.
While mourning, his face was still full of smiles as he led An Nan around, introducing her one by one: "Nannan, this is my grandfather, my maternal grandpa, and grandma."
"Grandfather, grandpa, grandma," An Nan called out to each one.
"Nannan, this is my eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle. Over here are my eldest aunt, second aunt, and third aunt."
An Nan greeted them one by one again: "Eldest uncle, eldest aunt, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle, third aunt." As she greeted them, she inwardly criticized that weren’t these people all celebrities? Shouldn’t celebrities be busy? Why were all of them so free, not at work, but waiting here for her?
After introducing her to some peers, Lin Mubai led An Nan to sit beside the sofa in the living room. After sitting down, Young Master Lin looked around the living room, starting to search for his parents.
"Grandfather, where are my parents?" Lin Mubai asked his grandfather.
Mr. Lin glanced at his grandson, pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and said, "Your mom insisted on your dad cooking personally after hearing you’re bringing your wife home today. Now your dad is the head chef in the kitchen, and your mom is helping out."
With these words, the old man acknowledged An Nan’s identity.
Lin Mubai felt joy in his heart, looking at the person beside him with tender eyes, and An Nan returned a smile. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ noveⅼfire.net
Everyone watched the affectionate gaze between the two and smiled contentedly.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room was harmonious, even Lan Yiqing, who had just arrived carrying fruit, felt it. Her beautiful eyes scanned the living room, directly landing on the woman beside her son.
Then she began giving her first impression evaluation within her mind.
Not exceedingly beautiful, but gives a feeling of comfort. Looking at her son, gazing affectionately at her, clearly displaying he likes her very much. Very good, she recognized this wife.
In the next moment, Lan Yiqing ignored everyone in the living room, in An Nan’s tense mood, coming to her side. As if sensing the person before her was anxious, she tried hard to appear friendly on her face, her voice could be described as gentle and soft: "You are An Nan, right? Can I call you Nannan?"
Such kindness left An Nan at a loss, looking at the kind and amiable woman before her, her thoughts began to drift.
She thought of that home from her memories, that handsome dad, warm mom, and the brother who loved her dearly, but now all of that was gone. As she thought of this, An Nan’s eyes began to redden, sitting beside her, Lin Mubai clearly felt her emotional shift, somewhat confused, somewhat distressed, he wrapped her into his embrace and softly asked, "Nannan, what’s wrong?"
Lin Mubai’s gentle voice pulled An Nan from her thoughts, seeing many eyes fixed on her, she suddenly felt embarrassed, only able to explain awkwardly: "Auntie, I’m sorry, I suddenly thought of my dad and mom."
Upon hearing this, Lan Yiqing immediately turned her puzzled gaze towards her son.
Beside An Nan, Lin Mubai moved his lips, silently explaining to his mom: "Passed away."