"Fine, I’ll find a time to ask him after today’s events are over."
Without a doubt, Lin Mubai was stopped at the restaurant entrance. After several unsuccessful attempts to negotiate, just as he was about to force his way in, An Jiayou’s voice came from behind: "Uncle, the woman inside is my mommy. Please let us in."
"Ah." The doorman’s eyes showed obvious disbelief. The woman inside looked to be in her twenties, how could she have such a big son? Besides, he had heard that the rich and handsome man was planning to confess to that woman today, what a romantic thing, just thinking about it made one envious.
In the midst of the other’s surprise and disbelief, An Jiayou pouted, looking very aggrieved: "Uncle, I haven’t seen mommy for a long time. If you don’t believe me, look at this."
After saying this, he handed his phone to the person in front of him. Soon, the disbelief in the doorman’s eyes was replaced by sudden realization, and he moved aside to let An Jiayou and Lin Mubai enter smoothly.
As the big and small figures left, the doorman’s indifferent voice could still be heard: "It’s really too much, having such a handsome husband and son, yet still going out on a date with another man, it’s simply outrageous."
If An Nan knew her innocent reputation was so easily ruined by her son, she would probably die of exasperation.
The entire restaurant was already engulfed in a sea of Blue Demoness flowers, many places adorned with romantic white fringe decorations, a long red carpet, and a pure white piano in the center of the restaurant; the entire restaurant was a dream come true for any woman.
Lin Mubai scanned the entire restaurant and immediately found the little woman he couldn’t stop thinking about. However, the scene he saw instantly made him furious. His little woman was wearing a tight silver sequined gown today, showing off her alluring curves. What made him most angry was that she had never worn it in front of him. Thıs text ıs hosted at novel{f}ire.net
Lin Mubai’s eyes were now filled with jealousy, unable to see anything else.
Meanwhile, An Jiayou also saw it, yet he didn’t feel a hint of anger. Instead, he felt it was worth the trip, anticipating a wonderful live drama to unfold.
In front of An Nan, Zhan Qiyi, holding 999 Blue Demoness flowers, knelt on one knee: "Nannan, I give them to you. Will you give me a chance to take care of you?" His dark eyes were full of expectation; he had waited too long for this moment.
The confessed-to person sat on the chair, looking awkward and at a loss.
Zhan Qiyi had called her today to have her accompany him to a banquet. As private good friends, she had no reason to refuse and agreed to go.
The dress and makeup were arranged by someone he hired. She thought it was what the occasion required, so she didn’t refuse. Although she felt uncomfortable, she didn’t expect that after getting ready, instead of going to the banquet, they came to such a restaurant. As soon as she walked in, she felt something was off and asked him, "Did we come to the wrong place?"
Zhan Qiyi’s face quickly filled with guilt: "Nannan, I lied to you today. Please don’t rush to refuse me; give me a chance, okay?"
An Nan’s next words were cut off as she was pushed into a chair.
Perhaps fearing rejection, most of the time afterward was Zhan Qiyi talking, while An Nan listened, feeling nervous and ill-at-ease.