The more the person in front of him remained silent, the more uneasy Lin Mubai felt. Whether she's angry or not could be settled with a word, but leaving her to guess like this only leads to more anxiety.
"Wife, you can hit me or scold me, just don't keep staring at me like this, okay?"
An Nan continued to look at him, saying nothing.
"Wife." Lin Mubai continued calling, with a slight tone of pleading in his voice, which was his last resort. If she continued to be angry, he would have no other options.
Just when Lin Mubai was about to start pulling his own hair, An Nan finally spoke, her tone carrying a trace of interrogation, leaving him no room to argue: "Tell me, is there really something wrong with the company? Are you lying to me?"
This was already quite clear, and Lin Mubai found no reason to refute or excuse it, reluctantly nodding his head.
