Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Chapter 953 - 972: Han Xiayang Begs for Mercy

If that’s really the case, then that’s certainly the best.

Lin Mubai frowned and said nothing.

An Jiayou continued, "Please believe what I say, An Nan isn’t such a silly person. She will surely figure things out and completely let go. After all, in the future, she has her own life, where does she have time to dwell on so many past things."

Lin Mubai slowly became convinced but found it amusing: "You guy, usually you seem so quiet, who knew you could talk about philosophy so well and in such volumes."

"Tsk, are adults the only ones allowed to talk about philosophy, and I’m not allowed? And is there anything wrong with the philosophy I talk about?"

Lin Mubai shook his head honestly: "No, no, there’s nothing wrong with what you say, in fact, you’re quite right. It’s very convincing and makes sense."

"Isn’t that great, then what are you still worried about?"

Lin Mubai continued to shake his head slowly.

"No, I’m not worried about anything anymore. After what you said, I’m completely relieved. Let’s call it a night, you have school tomorrow, go to bed early."

"Okay, Dad, good night!"

"Good night, son."

At this moment, this pair of big and small men truly started to feel like a father and son, and An Nan was the person they both protected. Of course, soon there would be another little one joining for them to guard together.

After chatting with the little one, Lin Mubai’s thoughts became much clearer. He then went back to the living room, took out his phone, and dialed his buddy Han Xiangyang’s number.

"Young Master Lin, what are you calling me for so late instead of sleeping?"

Han Xiangyang was full of dissatisfaction with this man.

And his dissatisfaction was vividly expressed in his words.

In contrast, the object of his dissatisfaction seemed not to hear a thing and continued to instruct him: "Help me investigate An Liyang again and see if there is a woman around him now? Who is this woman, and what is her identity?"

Being ignored like this, Han Xiayang became furious again: "Lin Mubai, didn’t you hear me? What time is it now, you want me to investigate these things. I’m not an employee of your company or a private detective."

Lin Mubai couldn’t care less about the anger in the other’s words and continued saying to himself, "I’m not asking you to investigate right now, you can do it tomorrow. I’ll await your response."

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

On the other end of the line, Han Xiangyang, holding the disconnected phone, was filled with furious rage.

Shen Mengqi walked out of the bathroom and saw the scene, her puzzled gaze fell on his face, full of doubt: "What’s wrong with you? Who’s provoked you now?"

Han Xiayang quickly announced Young Master Lin’s crimes in full, expecting to gain some sympathy, perhaps staying the night, but things turned out to be far from his rosy expectations.

The woman, who initially looked gentle and kind, upon hearing his complaints, turned anxious, grabbed him by the collar, dragging him to the door, saying, "You hurry up and investigate, you must figure this out tonight. Otherwise, from today onward, you’re not coming here anymore."