Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 907 - 926: An Nan’s Evaluation of the Press Conference

An Nan reacted silently, shaking her head: "These two playful ones are really unbearable."

While An Nan was joking, Lin Mubai stood silently by, watching her until she noticed him: "What’s the matter? Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

He continued to shake his head: "No, you’re still as pretty as ever."

An Nan’s lips curved into a radiant smile: "Since when did men become so smooth-talking?"

His lips curved into a charming smile: "I’ve always been this smooth-talking, haven’t you known?"

Alright! She admitted, this man was indeed becoming more shameless. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Just as An Nan was about to ignore him, his deep voice continued to ring in her ears, with less teasing and more sincerity: "Wife, you must take good care of yourself, you know?"

An Nan slowly moved her puzzled gaze over due to his excessively deep voice: "Why, why sudden change into this manner."

He continued to shake his head: "I don’t know, I’ve just been feeling very uneasy lately."

"Don’t be like this, I’m fine." An Nan’s eyes were very sincere, leaving no room for doubt.

"Alright, if you say you’re fine, then you’re fine. Are you sure we don’t need to stop the press conference tomorrow?" Although he had told those two just now, he still wanted to confirm one last time.

An Nan continued to nod firmly: "No need, you know me well, don’t you? You should understand what I want to do."

Lin Mubai continued to nod, yes, indeed, he understood all too well, that’s why he knew what kind of people they truly were, and what he worried most was that in desperation they might hurt her, but it seemed she still didn’t realize this point. Should he speak plainly?

And then there’s An Liyang, someone his wife cares about extremely. Given his status, if he tells her, would she believe it?

Numerous questions formed in his heart without an exact answer, causing Lin Mubai’s irritation to grow.

In his disturbed mood, he still welcomed the afternoon’s press conference, but instead of going in person, he stayed home to watch it with An Nan.

The little woman in his arms was now staring at the TV, laughing heartily, as if Lin Annan was not her at all.

Lin Mubai was a bit baffled, how can a woman’s thoughts change so much? From intense agony initially, now she seemed utterly unconcerned, but no matter, as long as she was happy.

An Nan was more than unconcerned; she was somewhat overly excited, simultaneously pointing at people on the TV, making her evaluations: "This Xi Xilan really can’t act, her crying voice is so fake."

"And, and, and that makeup, what does it look like? Applied so garishly, it obviously doesn’t look real! If it were me, I’d make it pale and weak, that would be more convincing."

"And this An Yuya, her performance is too fake too."

Lin Mubai by her side, hearing this, couldn’t help but twitch his lips, several times wanting to speak, but ultimately swallowing his words.

Amidst his complex psychological transformation, his gaze fell on the face of the little woman in his arms, realizing she truly wasn’t angry in the least, and the unease in his heart gradually calmed down.