If you have to say what bothers him the most after marrying An Nan, it's that he didn't meet that little woman sooner. Now, what he cares about the most is being blatantly challenged. It's simply infuriating.
Quickly, Lin Mubai thought of a countermeasure, and his lips curled into a happy arc once again: "No, Nannan will never leave me."
"Young Master Lin has such confidence," Mo Jinxuan said, seemingly unimpressed.
"Of course," Lin Mubai replied confidently with those four words, continuing to proudly lay out the root of his confidence: "Our child, Nannan's and mine, will be born in six months. You're welcome to come to the wedding banquet then, Mr. Mo."
As expected, Mo Jinxuan's face became colorful instantly. He knew he was late, and he knew reality checked him, yet he was unwilling to accept it. Unwilling that the person he had waited for years now belonged to someone else so easily, and unwilling to be inferior to this man.
