Dressing him up in such a pink and delicate manner has always been a dream of his mom, Lan Yiqing, but it had been an unrealized dream for years. The previously fierce Lan Yiqing once cursed her son: "Lin Mubai, I’m telling you, you’d better hope that day never comes, or I’ll make fun of you until you’re dead."
At the time, he retorted nonchalantly: "Then rest assured, that day will never come." For more chapters visıt NoveIＦire.net
But who could have imagined that the day he swore would never come, arrived so quickly.
Lin Mubai wrestled with himself internally, but eventually sighed silently in defeat, realizing that his wife was both the biggest bane and the ultimate sweetness of his lifetime.
With this thought, Lin Mubai suddenly felt at peace. Well, as long as his wife is happy, what does it matter if he pleases everyone tonight? The only question is whether those people would dare to be pleased by him. If they’re not afraid of death, they can certainly try.
Afterward, even though his wife bought a whole pile of things he didn’t like, Lin Mubai still swiped his card to pay for each and every one of them cheerfully.
During this time, he seemed afraid that his wife would get tired, and for the first time in his life, Young Master Lin displayed his potential for meticulous care.
An Nan noticed that this man had an extra bag in his hand after getting out of the car but never expected that later she would be amazed by this inconspicuous bag. She guessed in her heart that this wasn’t just a bag; it was practically a treasure trove. Ever since she got pregnant, she started craving sour things. When she went out, she didn’t bring any, but as soon as she felt like eating, this man appeared as her savior, timely taking out her favorite brand of dried plums from the bag. He would also hand her some exquisite snacks when she was hungry, and quickly offer clean, still-warm boiled water when she was thirsty.
That meticulous caring appearance instantly won over a bunch of women.
There was even a pregnant woman who began reprimanding her man on the spot. An Nan felt she would never forget the rebuke: "Look at you, you don’t even look as handsome as him, and yet I’ve put up with it and decided to have your child. But you can’t even take care of me like him, making me feel like my life is a joke. So from now on, don’t talk to me; I get angry just looking at you."
The man being scolded awkwardly smiled and said, "Wife, wife, don’t be angry. I will change, I will change, isn’t that enough?" His heart full of sorrow, he lamented his less than handsome looks; what could he do? Looks were given by his parents; it’s not as if he could go get plastic surgery.
While An Nan listened, the couple had already left, but her mind was still in chaos, she really couldn’t understand why that man was inferior to her own, and how the woman’s life was somehow a joke because of it.
An Nan couldn’t make sense of it, even long after the matter had passed.
Upon exiting the men’s clothing store, a sudden premonition struck young An Jiayou, realizing that his miserable days were about to begin. Sure enough, in the children’s clothing store, as he looked at a few pink outfits in his hands, he instantly felt the tearless sorrow that someone had just experienced.