Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 657 - 676: The Cunning Lin Mubai

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Mubai finally got to the main point: "Wife, did you handle the news situation?"

An Nan looked at him, shook her head blankly, "I didn’t, what happened?"

Lin Mubai then recounted the whole situation, and An Nan quickly took his phone: "I’ll ask Rocky, maybe he did it."

The call was soon connected: "Nannan, what’s up?"

An Nan didn’t beat around the bush, directly stating the purpose of her call: "Rocky, did you handle the online news?"

"No, why?"

"The news on the computer disappeared, I thought you handled it. If not, never mind, you carry on."

After hanging up the call, An Nan shook her head at her husband: "Rocky said it wasn’t him, so who could it be? It wouldn’t be that woman Xi Xilan suddenly grew a conscience, right?"

Everyone knew that was impossible, and Lin Mubai immediately raised his hand to mess up his wife’s hair: "Since we can’t figure it out, let’s not dwell on it. Eventually, we’ll know. I’m not going to the company this afternoon; I’ll stay home with you."

"But is it okay not to go to the company?"

Lin Mubai smiled lightly: "It’s no problem, everything at the company has been taken care of."

"Alright then, the weather is nice today, let’s go for a walk nearby. Staying cooped up at home is uncomfortable."

A pregnant wife is a priority; she gets what she wants.

Ever since An Nan got pregnant, she takes a nap every afternoon. It was the same today, except there was one more person napping.

Since becoming pregnant, to prevent radiation, An Nan usually sets her phone to vibrate and places it in the drawer next to the bed. Today was no different. Lin Mubai is a light sleeper, so when the phone vibrated in the drawer, he quickly retrieved it to avoid waking the one sleeping beside him. It was a text message, but this message made Lin Mubai’s gaze slightly gloomier.

"Let’s have dinner tonight—your fiancé Mo Jinxuan."

Fiancé? Lin Mubai’s eyes were fixed on those three words, taking a while to process.

Suddenly, a small hand reached over: "Husband, what’s wrong?"

Lin Mubai’s gaze quickly shifted from the phone in his hand to his little wife beside him: "It’s nothing, go back to sleep."

"You have to stay with me, no sneaking away."

"Alright."

Seeing his wife contentedly go back to sleep, Lin Mubai’s gaze once again became gloomy as he stared at the phone for a long time. Then, his slender fingers began tapping quickly on the screen, and afterward, satisfied, he set it aside. Soon, a new text message arrived on the phone screen.

"See you tonight, Nannan."

"Okay." After that, Lin Mubai deleted the previous message, turned off the phone, and placed it back in the drawer before cuddling his wife, contentedly going back to his nap.

In the same city, in an exquisite office on the top floor, Mo Jinxuan put down his phone with a faint smile: "After so many years, we’re finally going to meet. I’m truly a bit excited. Nannan, I wonder if you’ll still recognize me when you see me. I’m really looking forward to it, though I believe I’ll definitely recognize you at first sight, because your image is so deeply ingrained in my mind, it’s unforgettable. Moreso, it’s etched so deeply it can’t be erased, perhaps not even in this lifetime from the heart."