However, this is just An Nan’s own thought. In the eyes of others, no one thinks she looks older than Lin Mubai.
An Nan, at 28, has tight skin, a small face, and fair complexion, not at all resembling a 28-year-old woman. Sometimes when she’s dressed in a denim shirt walking down the street, she even gets approached by college students.
Her diverted gaze unwillingly landed on the pair of cufflinks already wrapped by the clerk. Unlucky, today is truly unlucky. It seems more time needs to be spent in this mall. Just thinking about it gives her a headache, but despite the headache, An Nan has already taken a step, ready to leave.
This time, stopping An Nan wasn’t the annoying female voice she anticipated, but a magnetic, somewhat familiar, deep male voice. She turned around in curiosity, followed the source of the voice. Was it that attractive little man speaking just now?
Before An Nan could ask the question in her heart, Huo Bingxuan angrily berated her: "Old woman, what are you looking at?"
Her heart was filled with fear. She didn’t understand why Brother Mubai would call out to this woman. He usually ignores women, doesn’t he? So now, what does his action mean? Is this woman different from other women?
Is there something different?
Her fingernails dug fiercely into her palms, her lowered eyes filled with resentment. Why, though she’s been by his side all these years, Brother Mubai’s gaze never lingered on her, but now, he’s so focused on
looking at another woman and even initiates conversation with her. Why?
Women are , when encountering such situations, they typically won’t blame the man, but will put all the blame on the other woman.
At this moment, An Nan really wanted to sigh towards the sky, ’Woman, why do you make things difficult for a fellow woman like me.’
Not wanting to continue being enmeshed in this, An Nan turned around, intending to leave immediately, but someone just wouldn’t let her have her way.
"Let go of me." An Nan’s voice gradually turned cold, her sharp gaze landing on that beautiful hand.
She couldn’t help but mutter inside, Heaven is unfair, why are a man’s fingers prettier than a woman’s like hers.
Lin Mubai instantly saw through the little thoughts in this woman’s mind. Under the amazed gazes of everyone, he smiled slightly and continued, "Do you really want this pair of cufflinks?"
In fact, he’s more curious about who she’ll give these cufflinks to. He’s already done a full background check on her; she doesn’t have a boyfriend. He certainly wouldn’t admit he’s jealous of the man who might receive her cufflinks.
Upon hearing the pleasant voice, An Nan slowly lifted her eyes to look at the owner of the voice. Under the attention of the other’s beautiful eyes, she once again naturally diverted her gaze.
"Yes, I really pair of cufflinks, would you be willing to part with them, sir?"
As if afraid of not being believed, An Nan spoke while nodding vigorously.
Noticing these two engrossed in their conversation, completely forgetting her presence, Huo Bingxuan furiously curled her fingers into her palm.
Her heart was filled with confusion. She always felt that today’s Lin Mubai seemed strange. The Lin Mubai she knew was a cool, few-worded handsome man, but today, his behavior towards the woman before him was odd. Not only did he speak out to stop her, he also initiated conversation. Why is this happening? Has he taken a liking to her?