An Nan’s guess was very accurate; Lin Mubai was indeed a bit tipsy, but he wasn’t as out of it as he appeared. His large hand tightly held his wife’s small hand in his palm, and he casually interrupted his own grandmother and mother’s excitement: "Grandma, Mom, An Nan and I are not in a rush for the wedding."
"How can you not be in a rush? Are you just going to let a good woman be unclear with you like that?" Old Madam Lin wasn’t pleased with her grandson’s irresponsible words.
"I’m not." Lin Mubai really felt that his grandmother was being too harsh. Besides, this woman was his most beloved; how could he bear to let her suffer even the slightest grievance? A wedding was definitely necessary; after all, a wedding was considered the most important event in a woman’s life. Since other women would have it, how could he let his woman miss it? It’s just that now isn’t the right time.
Lin Mubai’s arguments seemed extremely weak to the Lin Family, but they struck a chord with An Nan. She immediately nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, we’re not in a hurry now."
Lan Yiqing sat on the other side of the daughter-in-law and immediately slapped her son on the head from behind. Amid Lin Mubai’s yelps, she apologetically comforted An Nan: "Nannan, I know it’s definitely all this damn brat’s fault. Don’t worry, our Lin Family won’t let you suffer. You’ll have everything others have, and better. Tomorrow, Mom will go with you to buy jewelry. A woman’s life is about treating herself well; what do these men know?"
"Thank you, Mom." Amid the elders’ concern, An Nan didn’t know what else to say besides this, as she never learned how to reject the elders. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
Lin Mubai, upon hearing that his mom was planning to take his wife shopping tomorrow, could no longer care about his headache and immediately became anxious: "Mom, Nannan has to go somewhere with me tomorrow, no time to go shopping with you." To prevent his family from stealing his wife, Lin Mubai had to find a random excuse.
Lan Yiqing completely ignored his excuse: "I don’t care, nothing is more important now than your wedding. An Nan is coming with me to buy jewelry tomorrow."
"Mom." Lin Mubai’s voice carried a hint of begging.
Lan Yiqing continued to focus her affectionate gaze on her daughter-in-law’s face: "Nannan, you say, will you come with me tomorrow?"
"Well.." An Nan looked left and right, clearly in a dilemma.
On one side was her mother-in-law, and on the other was her husband. No matter what decision she made, she would offend someone, and she now felt an increasing sense of being pressured into marriage. After all, she already had the certificate, was she not considered married? So, what difference does having a wedding make?
Thinking of this, An Nan silently bowed her head, deciding not to offend either side. In her view, this was the smart thing to do.
Yet, the two people on her left and right had no intention of letting her off the hook.
In the midst of this endless argument, An Nan suddenly stood up and rushed to the bathroom on the first floor of the Lin Family house. Seeing this scene, except for Lan Xinru, who was in the know, the expressions of the others all turned peculiar, a mix of concern and surprise.