But in his heart, he still deeply despised someone.
An Nan was well aware that the facts were not , but she didn’t bother to point it out. She had just managed to coax this pretentious man, and if she angered him again, it would be her own misfortune. She wouldn’t do something so stupid that wouldn’t pay off.
So she could only sacrifice some innocent fellow.
Thinking of this, her vicious gaze fell on the black hair of a little fellow. How could she forget there was a little traitor at home? It must have been this little thing who told the sly ghost she was here; otherwise, how would he have found this place.
Seemingly sensing An Nan’s malicious gaze, Little Jia You didn’t lift his head until finishing breakfast, and upon eating the last bite of breakfast, he quickly stood up and threw out a line: "I’m going to my room now. Don’t disturb me before lunch is ready."
As the words fell, he quickly dashed into his room and locked the door from inside.
In the kitchen, Jesse, who had been waiting for An Nan to say more, found himself unable to maintain his faint smile as he heard no further sounds, and it was replaced by a twisted expression.
"Damn Lin Mubai, we’ll see about that."
Soon enough, Jesse had a new idea that he believed would make some sly fellow jump in anger.
Thinking about how the fellow’s smile wouldn’t last, Jesse’s excitement rose, and even while continuing to cook pasta, the irritation faded from his mood.
Happily secluded in the kitchen, he finished a large portion of pasta, carrying the good mood back to the living room with the timing just right.
His plan naturally wouldn’t be executed in front of An Nan; he knew that doing so would only make An Nan develop a sense of disgust towards him.
Jesse timed his move perfectly. Just as An Nan returned to her room to catch up on sleep, he approached someone with a graceful smile in a provocative manner: "Dare to come to the balcony with me, I’ll show you something."
The living room was too conspicuous; anyone coming out of the room would see it immediately.
Lin Mubai was sitting on the sofa watching today’s financial news. Upon hearing the voice, he lifted his indifferent gaze to meet the other’s: "What are you going to show?"
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Afraid to come? Lin Mubai’s lips curled into a cold smile. There was nothing in this world that Lin Mubai was afraid to do, except for one thing—he feared angering a certain little woman. As soon as that little woman started ignoring him, he would immediately become cowardly.
Thinking of the little woman taking a nap in the room, the coldness at the corners of Lin Mubai’s mouth was instantly replaced by indulgence, a genuine reaction from the depths of his heart, which inadvertently provoked others.
Jesse stood there feeling that the happiness emanating from the person before him was too provoking, making him jealous enough to want to ruin it completely.
"Hmph, I want to see if you can still smile so brightly after seeing the photos later."
Immediately, the two equally outstanding men went to the balcony of the living room, where a small tea table had an iPad placed on it. Seeing this, Lin Mubai raised his eyebrows, instantly understanding what this man was going to show him—it was surely something related to his little woman.