"Wife, please no!" Lin Mubai wailed verbally, though he had other calculations in mind. At most, he'd warn Han Xiayang properly beforehand. If Han didn't behave, he'd simply report him, and the consequences afterward would depend on whether Han dared to withstand them.
Just as the smugness briefly flickered across Lin Mubai's mind, An Nan continued to speak, "Lin Mubai, stop scheming. I'll tell Han Xiayang. If you dare to threaten him, you'll be sleeping in the study every day from now on."
"Wife, that's a bit harsh!" Sleeping in the study every day, he'd definitely suffer lovesickness. He couldn't even imagine nights without her in his arms — those would be nights spent with panda eyes, being laughed at everywhere.
Imagining himself in that situation gave him the chills, so he definitely didn't want that. He would absolutely refuse.
Lin Mubai immediately shook his head vigorously, sternly asserting his stance, "Wife, I will certainly work hard from now on, don't worry."
