CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33 LIN MUBAI’S SCHEME

Yeah, you can’t let your wife and daughter go hungry.

Lin Mubai thought to himself, his gaze falling on her belly, filled with expectation and intrigue. He really hoped they could have a daughter, a daughter like her. In this lifetime, he would give her the best of everything, allowing her to grow up like a princess. If it were a son, he would also teach him everything wholeheartedly, teaching him to protect Mom and his sister.

Mentioning food, An Nan suddenly realized she was indeed hungry. When hungry, she needed to eat. An Nan habitually didn’t ask the other person and turned to leave directly.

Lin Mubai was caught a bit off guard by her sudden turn, quickly catching up with a joyful look instead of annoyance in his eyes.

All the way, due to Lin Mubai’s outstanding appearance, he attracted much heated discussion. Many people even stopped to chat and watch their departing direction.

An Nan finally couldn’t hold back, halting abruptly. The person behind her possibly didn’t expect her to stop suddenly, and they bumped into each other. Lin Mubai, quick-eyed and deft, reached out to hold her slender waist. His concerned voice simultaneously reached her ears, "Are you okay? Did you bump into anything?"

Feeling his warm breath on her face, An Nan suddenly felt hot and quickly took a step back.

With such an obvious dodge, Lin Mubai narrowed his eyes, extending his hand to pull her back into his embrace.

Trapped and unable to move, especially on the streets which already attracted many side glances, An Nan’s only thought was to escape.

But no matter how she tried to squirm away, the arms embracing her were like iron bars, completely immobile. She couldn’t help but feel deflated. The difference between men and women was indeed apparent; she was not as strong as him. An Nan could only try to reason with him, "Will you let me go?"

"No." Never in this lifetime.

An Nan didn’t notice that the man’s gaze on her was too intense, as if he wanted to melt her.

Lin Mubai refused without hesitation, leaving An Nan stunned. Her previous good temper vanished, and with annoyance, she muttered softly, "Rascal."

Hearing this, the corner of Lin Mubai’s lonely mouth lifted slightly, and what he said next left An Nan absolutely dumbfounded.

"You called me a rascal, how could I disappoint you?" After saying this, he lowered his head and, right there on the street, gave her the heated kiss that had haunted him since he first laid eyes on those lips.

The sensation was just as wonderful as in his memory, but much more realistic. After a mysterious smile, Lin Mubai continued, "We are very familiar with each other; you’ve just forgotten me."

Indeed, he wouldn’t let go, not in this lifetime.

An Nan was stunned, the crowd was stunned, all the beauties’ hearts shattered, while Young Master Lin smiled contentedly.

When An Nan finally realized what this young man had done to her, she was furious, fiercely pushing him away. Her face flushed red as she stood there, disbelief in her eyes—cheap words that used to come so fluently now became stuttered, "You... you... how... could you..."

In the past, she had had male suitors, and typically, as long as she ignored them, they would back off, not one ever gave her such an intense kiss. For a moment, she was shocked, knowing she should rebuke him, but she found herself unable to fluently articulate the reprimand in her mind, only glaring angrily at his smug gaze.