The old man was always thinking about bringing his grandson back home, but every time the boy found an excuse to refuse, the old man had long been dissatisfied. Tonight was an opportunity to vent his frustration.
That’s why Lin Mubai was having bad luck going home tonight.
The whole family was angry, resulting in Lin Mubai having no dinner and being awakened by hunger in the middle of the night.
Lying in bed with his eyes wide open, as his stomach grew hungrier, he couldn’t sleep at all. He took out his phone to see some news to pass the time. When he opened the webpage and saw today’s news headline, he suddenly sat up from bed. In the darkness, if you looked closely, you would notice that his always indifferent eyes were completely cold and sharp at the moment, his angular face alternated between pale and livid with extreme anger, and even the hand holding the phone was bulging with veins, clearly showing how much force he was using. All of this information revealed one thing: Young Master Lin was angry, and it was a fiery anger.
Then, in the pitch-black night, Young Master Lin’s gritted teeth voice was heard: "Good, good, very good. Zhan Qiyi, just wait for the big gift I, Lin Mubai, will give you."
That day in the restaurant on the Champs Elysees, anyone with eyes could see that his relationship with An Nan was not ordinary. Yet this man was still not giving up, so don’t blame him for using underhanded methods.
Besides, what does being upright matter? If you’ve lost your wife, being upright is of no use.
His gaze continued to glare at the harmonious figure in the photo. The next moment, he directly got out of bed and entered the attached bathroom. Soon, the sound of water was heard from the bathroom. Half an hour later, the refreshed Lin Mubai drove away from the Lin Family Mansion, heading straight for the airport.
As Lin Mubai left, several rooms in the Lin family lit up simultaneously, with complaints echoing from multiple rooms.
"That brat is having a fit." Lan Yiqing always had trouble waking up, especially when disturbed in the middle of the night.
Lin Ze hurriedly embraced his wife to soothe her: "Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, go back to sleep." Once the person in his arms fell asleep, the same sharpness flashed in his eyes, similar to Lin Mubai’s, before he slowly closed them. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel·fıre·net
Meanwhile, in a room on the first floor of the Lin family, the old man and the old lady opened their eyes simultaneously, seeing the same dissatisfaction in each other’s eyes.
"That damned kid." Old lady Zhang Qi spat out these three words through gritted teeth.
Old people usually have shallow sleep, and this bastard dared to wake her up in the middle of the night, which is simply unfilial.
Old man Lin Haotian’s expression was not much better. After his wife’s words fell, his gritted teeth voice continued to echo in the room: "This bastard dares to go out and mess around at midnight; next time he returns, I’ll break his legs."
Saying this, the old man was entirely unaware of the implication that by calling his grandson a dog, he was labeling himself as something.
At B City International Airport, it was only four-thirty in the morning. The airport was quiet, with only occasional figures passing by. Lin Mubai went straight to the bar counter at the ticket office in the lobby, coldly saying to the drowsy staff inside: "Give me a first-class ticket for the fastest flight to Paris."
The staff, who was sleepy a moment ago, instantly woke up. However, when her eyes met Lin Mubai’s handsome face, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she even forgot she was at work.