After reprimanding himself, his gaze still remained fixed on her, unwilling to move away even a bit. When he saw her leaning over the pool table, revealing fleeting glimpses of her fullness, his eyes widened instantly, and a certain part of his body couldn’t help but heat up. Once he realized this, he quickly masked his awkwardness, then an inexplicable anger replaced it in his heart.
"What the hell is this damned woman doing? Her ice cream has been eaten up by someone else. Hasn’t she noticed?"
Shen Mengqi indeed hadn’t noticed this; her entire attention was now focused on winning this match, so that An Nan would willingly say what she wanted to hear.
Lin Mubai’s emotions also gradually calmed down at this time. However, from start to finish, he did not take the initiative to speak a word to An Nan, simply watching her dazzling style in silence, while a sense of pride emerged in his heart.
Furthermore, he realized that his little woman’s every move when playing billiards was so elegant. Not just him, anyone with a keen eye noticed this too, with more and more suspicions surfacing in their eyes.
The two sisters of the Lan Family had long huddled together whispering: "Xin Ru, I find An Nan to be such a peculiar blend. The feeling she gives is so nonchalant, but looking at her now, she’s completely like a queen in her element, so dashing."
Lan Xinxixi’s words instantly received Lan Xinru’s nod of agreement: "I noticed it too, she is indeed a contradictory mix."
Yet these are not concerns, and in no way does it diminish their liking for An Nan.
Lin Mubai, realizing that such an excellent little woman belonged entirely to him, felt his whole body’s blood begin to boil. His gaze on the impressive figure grew even more fervent, until his companion Xi Shaoqi couldn’t take it any longer. He nudged Lin Mubai with his elbow, disdainfully saying: "Don’t act like a wolf, it’s embarrassing for a man."
Lin Mubai quickly retracted his gaze from An Nan, gave his companion a sidelong glance, and continued to focus quietly on the game.
Once again, it was An Nan’s turn. She casually placed the cue on the table, then cast a bewitching smile at Shen Mengqi: "We can end it here."
"Hmph, don’t just boast, it’ll be embarrassing if you can’t back it up."
"No rush." As soon as she finished speaking, with a ’crack’ sound, a red ball dropped into the pocket, followed by a colored ball. Back and forth, the lively spectacle left everyone stunned. By the time the last ball was pocketed, Shen Mengqi’s eyes were red, and she suddenly understood something, angrily pointing at An Nan’s nose and shouting, "You did it on purpose."
To everyone, her words sounded somewhat strange, carrying both grievance and a childish tone.
In a flash, there were chuckles scattered around.
An Nan also laughed, triumphantly. She didn’t care how angry the other was; winning was her ultimate goal: "I won, you must keep your promise."
Shen Mengqi turned her head away, still looking stubbornly defiant: "Hmph, a loss is a loss, I have nothing to say. But don’t think you can just brush it off like that."
With those words, her gaze continued to fall on Lin Mubai standing aside. Despite her casual demeanor, her sharpness as a police officer allowed her to notice in an instant the subtle interactions between these two. She knew Lin Mubai, the newly appointed CEO of the Lin Group. What kind of relationship could he have with An Nan? It was truly something worth anticipating. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel(ꜰ)ire.net