Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 770 - 789 Third Young Master Xi’s Sleep Disturbed
Even though the situation was resolved, An Nan did not sleep soundly that night. She kept dreaming of many things, so her spirits were not very good the next day.
Lin Mubai had already said the day before that he would go pick up An Jiayou, but seeing his wife looking so listless, he wasn’t at ease. In the end, it was An Nan who said, "You go quickly and come back quickly; I’ll just stay at home, not going out."
Even so, Lin Mubai still felt uneasy. When a matter weighs on one’s mind, naturally their mood won’t be good. So, as An Jiayou was in the Xi Family’s living room watching TV, and saw Lin Mubai walking in through the door, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa. His heart started to pound, and instinctively he wanted to seek help, but then he remembered that Grandpa Xi and the others had gone out early in the morning. The only one left in the house was the lazy pig sleeping downstairs, so seeking help from Uncle Xi seemed hopeless. An Jiayou had to stand there stiffly, waiting for someone to approach step by step.
Lin Mubai came up to An Jiayou and didn’t say a word, just directly walked past him and headed upstairs. Seeing this, An Jiayou quickly followed closely behind, the nervous glint in his eyes growing stronger.
But what he was anxious about wasn’t the thought of how to handle a beating.
Instead, it was about whether, if these two started fighting, who he should help. Thinking it over and over, An Jiayou found his answer again, that he was still young, so he would help neither and just stand by quietly watching.
Lin Mubai was already filled with anger by now and had no regard for politeness. He reached out directly to push open a door, and the familiar action seemed as if this should have been his own home all along.
Xi Shaoqi was sleeping in a daze when he felt his blanket was gone. A gust of cold wind started sweeping over his whole body.
Anyone at this moment would not be in a good mood, let alone the always bad-tempered Third Young Master Xi when sleep-deprived. Without opening his eyes to see who it was, he sat up halfway in bed and started scolding, "Damn it, which bastard snatched my blanket? If you don’t want to live, I’ll send you on your way."
"Where do you want to send me?"
Lin Mubai’s cold voice reached the other’s ears, eradicating Xi Shaoqi’s drowsiness in an instant, leaving only an intense sense of fear in his heart.
His terrified eyes looked at the figure standing by the bed, his finger trembling as he pointed at him, and even speaking became stammered, "You... you... what are you doing here?"
"Why shouldn’t I be here?" Lin Mubai’s tone seemed to contain a hint of laughter, leaving people unable to discern his true thoughts.
"I... I..." For a long time, Xi Shaoqi couldn’t form a complete sentence, wishing that the scene before him was just a dream. Then, upon opening his eyes, he would wake from it, and Lin Mubai would no longer be there.
But Heaven seemed to play this huge joke, and after opening and closing his eyes several times, he finally realized one undeniable truth — that all this was actually happening, truly and genuinely, to the point of instilling fear in the depths of his heart.
Since reality had come to this, the next step was to think about how to resolve the misunderstanding in this man’s heart. After contemplating countless possibilities, not one seemed feasible.
