Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Chapter 929 - 948: Lin Mubai Brazenly Jealous

An Nan knows all too well that she can’t get any advantage over this man, so she simply stays silent and says nothing. However, that doesn’t mean she’s willing at heart. You could tell from her ignoring the man afterward, her face practically screaming two words: "I’m angry."

Lin Mubai is never slow to react, naturally noticing this right away. With a half-smile, his gaze lands on his wife’s face. He shakes his head silently, his eyes carrying a hint of helplessness, then begins to speak, trying to lure her into talking: "Wife, you’re angry!"

An Ran turns her head, still saying nothing.

Her face clearly spells out: "Mad at me, and very mad."

"Wife."

As Lin Mubai’s call falls, An Jiayou, sitting beside them, involuntarily shivers all over, unable to resist thinking to himself: "Isn’t this man supposed to be all imposing outside? How come he becomes so disgusting once home? Do his employees know? Would they completely lose confidence if they knew they have such a chairman?"

With this thought, he quietly gets up and leaves. He’d rather be in the kitchen than see this sickly sweet coupleing, absolutely disgusting, not even considering he’s still just a kid.

Busy with her own husband, An Nan doesn’t notice her son’s departure. Lin Mubai sees it clearly though and casts an appreciative glance at his retreating figure, the little guy’s really good, really knows how to assess the situation.

He then refocuses on his own wife.

"Can I discuss something with you, wife?" Lin Mubai’s tone carries a note of negotiation.

This makes An Nan unable to refuse, but her tone still carries a trace of displeasure: "Go ahead."

"That..." Lin Mubai’s speech suddenly includes a hint of hesitation.

An Nan’s puzzled gaze remains on him: "Just what is the matter, can’t you just say it straight and stop hesitating?"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mubai musters the courage to continue: "Can you not be so close with Jiayou from now on?"

Since it’s something on his mind, it’s better to make it clear once and for all; being vague only leads to mutual unhappiness.

An Nan instantly lifts her astonished eyes to look at him, seemingly unwilling to believe her ears, then bursts into laughter: "Hahaha, Lin Mubai, your jealous look is way too cute. Jiayou is only a twelve-year-old child, how could you be jealous of even him!"

Listening to her, Lin Mubai’s heart momentarily fills with indignation, so what if he’s twelve; a twelve-year-old can still be eyeing his precious little princess. So, you really can’t treat him like a twelve-year-old; he must be kept at bay, must stay a bit farther away. If necessary, he wouldn’t mind sending the little guy to school.

An Nan was still laughing joyously, but gradually, as her gaze met the man’s serious eyes, she suddenly realized maybe he wasn’t joking, but genuinely jealous. Still, she couldn’t understand what there was to be jealous about. Suddenly, she recalled something Jiayou said before, could it be true, that if it’s a girl, her husband wouldn’t get mad.