This was the dress she fell in love with at first glance. She had begged Zhao Tianchen for a long time but was always rejected. Yet she didn’t expect it to end up being worn by this woman. Why? She’s nothing more than a pilot. What qualification does she have to compete with her for the dress and for a man?
Lin Mubai belongs to her, the man she’s loved for so many years. Why is it so easy for her to take him away?
Facing the grimacing woman in front of her, the coldness at An Nan’s lips became more intense. She felt the woman in front of her was utterly inexplicable.
The one who made the choice was the demon outside. Why isn’t this woman troubling the real person instead of entangling her?
Moreover, she disdained to argue with this woman in the bathroom. If she didn’t find her disgusting, she would feel uncomfortable, and there was simply no need for her to bother: "Move aside."
An Nan revealed an aura of authority on her cold face, instantly causing a flicker of fear in Huo Bingxuan’s heart. Perhaps she was daunted, or maybe shocked, but she simply forgot to back away and stood there dumbfounded.
Only after An Nan’s figure disappeared from her line of sight did she collect herself, her facial expression turning into a snarl: "Damn bitch, I won’t let you go, won’t let you go."
An Nan returned to Lin Mubai’s side, her expression having returned to normal: "Let’s go."
Lin Mubai didn’t seem to notice anything, continuing to gather her into his embrace and then walking away.
Behind them was a face full of rage and menace.
"Laugh all you want, An Nan, let’s see how long you can be smug."
On the second floor, a pair of one big and one small were watching the woman’s ferocious look.
However, Zhao Tianchen showed no signs of worry in his eyes, rather full of schadenfreude: "Oh dear, little handsome, it seems someone is really thinking about your stepdad. What to do?"
An Jiayou completely ignored him, directly walking toward the woman downstairs. The one who was being ignored saw an amusing scene approaching and hurriedly followed. Just before getting close, he heard a mocking voice reaching his ears: "Some people are really shameless, thinking about others’ men all day long." Dıscover more novels at N0veI.Fiɾe.net
An Jiayou deliberately spoke loudly, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone selecting dresses on the first floor, and after finishing, he quietly exited the scene. To this, Zhao Tianchen raised a big thumbs-up: "Brilliant, truly brilliant."
At the same time, in this little fellow’s body, he clearly saw the shadow of another scheming person.
He couldn’t help but shiver.
As for Huo Bingxuan, before she figured out what happened, she was met with countless disdainful looks fixed on her. As a young lady, she couldn’t bear it alone against so many mouths, eventually retreating in humiliation. However, as she left, she hated An Nan even more, believing that, if it weren’t for An Nan orchestrating from behind, how would a little fellow think of troubling her?
After she left, Zhao Tianchen’s leisurely voice rose again: "Little one, aren’t you afraid that by doing this, that woman would hate your mom even more?"
With a disdainful pout, An Jiayou’s face was full of scorn: "Not even on the same level, what’s there to worry about."
Alright, alright, Zhao Tianchen completely felt his own worry was unnecessary. At the same time, he realized one thing, which is that this mother-son duo’s fighting prowess is really not ordinary.