Han Xiayang continued to nod: "Yes, I don’t have her number myself, so I called Shaoqi, but the phone I dialed right after was always turned off. So I investigated with the airline and confirmed that An Nan didn’t have a flight. However, I subsequently found out that An Nan bought a ticket to the United States. I wanted to find Little Jia You, but worried that the little guy would follow and worry, so I gave up."
Lan Luo finally caught on to something, his brow furrowing tighter: "So, An Nan has disappeared."
Although Han Xiayang didn’t want to admit it, he nodded: "Yes, that’s what it looks like for now. But what’s even stranger is that Mr. Lin’s girlfriend is missing, yet he hasn’t made a move."
"It is indeed very strange." Upon hearing this, Lan Luo’s thoughts were jumbled, unable to make sense of the situation.
Meanwhile, An Nan, whom everyone thought had gone to the United States, was standing silently in a cemetery in B City.
She stood solemnly, her face serious: "Mom, just wait a little longer. In another half month, I’ll reunite you and Dad forever."
"Mom, I’ve found a man just like Dad. He treats me well. I’ll bring him to see you next time, okay?"
"Mom, I really don’t want to go back to that home, but in order to reunite you with Dad, I have to go back. I know you don’t want to see me , which is why you left that will back then. Maybe you thought, over time, I would gradually become timid. But I disappointed you. Ten years have passed, and my resolve is just as strong. I must reunite you and Dad." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel(ꜰ)ire.net
"Mom, you know the child Brother Li Yan left behind. He is already twelve years old and very smart."
Just when Han Xiayang was about to fall into complete madness, he saw that after three days of frantic work, Young Master Lin left the company safe and sound. This left him stunned once again.
"Damn, what the hell is going on?"
With an anxious heart, Lin Mubai returned home. When he opened the door and saw the familiar figure in the living room, he stood at the entrance, frozen.
An Nan immediately noticed his presence, but filled with uncertainty, she didn’t know whether to approach him.
In the next moment, she was pulled into a familiar embrace, and her eyes began to well up uncontrollably.
"Little White, I’m sorry, I’m sorry."
Lin Mubai said nothing, just hugged the person in his arms tightly. He needed to truly feel her presence to calm the extreme unease he felt over the past three days.
At the same time, the person in his arms was suffocating from the embrace but remained silent, allowing herself to be held because she also desperately wanted to feel his warmth.
Previously, An Nan only knew this man was important to her, but during these three days apart, she realized that at some unknown time, he had completely occupied her heart.
Yes, she discovered that she had fallen in love with him.
She, An Nan, had fallen in love with a man three years younger than herself.
In the very next moment, An Nan bravely admitted her feelings: "Husband, I love you."
The unexpected term, the unexpected confession, Lin Mubai could hardly believe what he heard.
He stared foolishly at the crystal chandelier in the living room, feeling it was so unreal: "Did I just hear that right? Or am I just too tired these past few days and misheard?"