Lin Mubai looked anxiously at the woman in front of him, whose face was calm and devoid of emotion. At the same time, he began to ponder how he should speak to avoid meeting a terrible fate.
An Nan gave him no chance for such thoughts; her impatient voice echoed once more in the master bedroom, half angry, half threatening: "Lin Mubai, if you don’t immediately clarify things for me today, I’ll take Little Jia You back to the United States tomorrow."
Actually, An Nan was just trying to threaten; she had no intention of returning to the United States. Her current life made her feel too happy, she couldn’t bear to leave, nor could she really leave.
Yet her words, when they fell on Lin Mubai’s ears, were believed by him instantly. Young Master Lin’s face was immediately replaced by intense fear. Without thinking, Lin Mubai stretched out his arms, fearfully drawing the woman tightly into his embrace and resting his head on her shoulder.
An Nan’s first instinct was to struggle, but upon discovering the man’s trembling, she slowly gave up. Her anger dissipated in an instant, leaving only a trace of helplessness. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Noticing the person in his arms stop struggling, Lin Mubai still refused to relax even a little, as if letting go would cause the person in his embrace to disappear. Meanwhile, he continuously sought assurance from her: "Nannan, my wife, say you won’t leave me, promise you won’t leave."
An Nan, at this point, was too exhausted to say anything, while an inexplicable sense of emotion gradually filled her heart. She sensed the man’s unhidden care, making her previously hesitant heart increasingly firm—he might be the one: "Alright, alright, I won’t leave, I won’t leave."
At the same time, she silently told herself that in the future, no matter what happens, she shouldn’t use leaving as a way to scare this man; it was too unfair to him.
Encountering such a man, she should reciprocate with deep love, not hurt him.
Holding the person tightly in his arms, Lin Mubai gradually realized that he couldn’t focus his thoughts. He kept recalling that crazy moment from that day. Slowly, he became aware of a growing heat somewhere in his body. He awkwardly stepped back a bit, trying hard to prevent the woman in his arms from noticing anything unusual.
At this point, he took a deep breath and slowly began to unveil the truth, saying simply: "The day after Shao Qi’s birthday, you woke up here."
Upon saying this, he increased the strength of his arms slightly, ready to face the reaction from this woman.
As long as she doesn’t leave him, even if she angrily beats or scolds him, he won’t retreat an inch, and he wouldn’t care.
This shows how deeply Lin Mubai loves An Nan, such fiery love, perhaps even he himself is unaware.
The waiting time is always torturous, and Lin Mubai’s heart felt exactly this way at that moment.
Held tightly in his embrace, An Nan quickly thought of several familiar scenes in her mind upon hearing those words, connecting them to make everything clear.
So this was the true reality.
Lin Mubai, Little White, was indeed the man from that morning, the man she still didn’t want to think much about, the man who took her first time.
An Nan was already unsure how she should react—anger? Happiness? Confusion?...