An Nan wasn’t angry at all, instead, she felt proud that her husband was popular. This was the conclusion she reached recently.
You know, you can’t control how others behave, anyway this man belongs entirely to her inside and out. Let others envy him. As for those jealous actions, in her eyes, they’re just too silly. If a man has a change of heart, jealousy won’t bring him back.
Ignoring the salesperson’s neglect, An Nan wandered around the women’s store by herself.
Meanwhile, Lin Mubai, who was ignored by his own wife, vented all his anger on the infatuated salesperson in front of him: "Which eye of yours saw me needing women’s clothes?"
"I’m sorry, sir." The female salesperson’s face changed instantly upon realizing she had offended a customer.
This scene simultaneously attracted everyone’s attention in the store.
At this point, An Nan felt it necessary to step in: "Alright, dear, why are you so angry?"
With one soothing word from his wife, Young Master Lin was immediately healed: "Honey, have you picked anything?"
A single word "wife" shattered countless hearts. Everyone’s gaze shifted to An Nan, now filled with envy.
However, the envied one seemed oblivious as she continued shopping, eventually standing still in front of a white long-sleeved dress.
Lin Mubai curiously walked over, gently hugged her from behind: "What’s wrong, dear?" The deep voice instantly confused every woman around, except for An Jiayou who stood behind them, full of complaints in his eyes, wondering if this man could be any more nauseating. Constantly flaunting affection, isn’t he bored?
And then look at the envious eyes of the surrounding women.
Amen, may God forgive him for being a child, he really can’t understand the adults’ previous romantic entanglements.
An Nan’s gaze continued to rest on the skirt in front of her, then said with a conflicted expression: "As my belly gets bigger, wearing pants becomes inconvenient, but I’m not used to wearing skirts, it’s frustrating." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novｅlfire.net
Ah, that’s the reason, a strange glint flashed through Lin Mubai’s eyes, and he immediately had an idea.
He still remembered the first time he saw this woman, which was also in a women’s store. That time was thanks to his own mother, but it also amazed him. The next time he was astonished was at Xi Yu and Zuo Qingfeng’s wedding, where An Nan wore a white dress, looking truly beautiful, stunning him and making his heart flutter. Since this is such a perfect opportunity, how could he not make the most of it?
With this thought, Lin Mubai took down the dress from the hanger, then wrapped his arms around her waist and headed towards the changing room: "Go in, try on the dress to see if it fits."
"Come on, no buts, just try it on."
An Nan couldn’t refuse, so she entered the fitting room to change clothes. While she was changing, Lin Mubai picked out a few more pieces, then watched as his wife awkwardly emerged from the fitting room.
Because it was odd to wear pants under the skirt, An Nan had taken off her pants, leaving only the black woolen tights beneath, which accentuated her long legs.
Lin Mubai’s entire attention was captured by those long legs.
"Honey, you look beautiful, just wear it ." As soon as he finished speaking, before his wife could protest, he handed the clothes on his wrist to the salesperson: "Including these pieces, charge them all. The one my wife is wearing, we’ll leave with it."