An Nan cast a grateful glance at the understanding words and actions of the other party: "Thanks, Mom."

"We’re family, no need to be polite. You haven’t had breakfast yet, right? I’ll go out and buy it for you."

"Okay."

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

An Nan shook her head again: "Whatever Mom buys, I’ll eat."

"Okay."

After Lan Yiqing left, An Nan’s gaze returned to her son’s face, completely ignoring a certain man.

Lin Mubai wasn’t angry; he just looked at her with extremely forlorn eyes. Finally, An Nan couldn’t stand it anymore, glared at him with angry eyes, and spoke in an extremely unfriendly tone: "What are you staring at? Haven’t seen a beauty before!"

The person being scolded wasn’t upset; instead, he flashed a bright smile: "Wife, you’re finally noticing me." His tone was pitiful, and paired with his handsome features, An Nan couldn’t help but feel amused despite her annoyance.

"How can you be like this, with the child still here!"

Lin Mubai rolled his eyes inwardly, child? Is this guy really a child? Although his age is admittedly childlike, his inner world is unequivocally that of a super monster.

However, he didn’t show this at all on his face, maintaining a pitiful expression: "Wife, please don’t ignore me, okay?"

After days of inner struggle, Lin Mubai has now found the true strategy. He’s confident he can bring this woman back into his embrace.

When the time comes, he promises to take her to confront that bastard Ling Yichen and crush his arrogance.

Thinking of that bastard, he was filled with rage remembering yesterday when he left with that smug smile.

But what made him angrier was yet to come.

After a night of deliberation, Ling Yichen finally decided to make his move, posing as a lifesaving benefactor and a former schoolmate. Coincidentally, An Nan had a deep impression of him as well, and the two hit it off immediately, chatting about events Lin Mobai had no way of interjecting.

Watching them grow more engrossed in conversation, Lin Mubai’s face turned darker and darker.

What the hell is that damn bastard doing so close to his wife?

And that woman, what’s so funny, laughing so brightly.

Lin Mubai’s face at this moment was completely that of a jealous husband.

And his expression was seen as schadenfreude by An Jiayou beside him.

"Ha ha, look, just look! I can guarantee this man definitely likes my An Nan, truly has good taste, not bad, there’s a future here."

The teased man immediately glared at him fiercely: "You brat, shut up! No one will mistake you for a mute if you don’t speak."

Telling him to shut up doesn’t mean he’ll shut up.

No way to back down now, An Jiayou didn’t take his words seriously and continued to proudly say: "Looking at it this way, this man and my An Nan really do match well."

"An Jiayou, if you don’t want to marry my daughter in the future, just say so."

The former was not intimidated at all, boldly wagging his right hand’s middle finger: no, no, no, you got it wrong. In the future, I plan to marry An Nan’s daughter, as for you, whether you’ll be my future wife’s dad, requires your continued effort, so work hard, bro."