Lin Mubai escorted the guest back to their room and casually informed his mother there was a guest resting in the guest room, then returned to his study. He saw his wife still sitting in the hanging chair, her eyes blank and slightly dazed, clearly daydreaming.
As for what she was thinking, he had no idea. It could be about the company, family matters, or most likely about that man named An Liyang.
As a man himself, he couldn't ignore the deep emotions in that man's eyes. He must love An Nan, and this realization made him feel uneasy.
To others, it might not matter, but for this man, he felt completely unsure. After all those years they've spent together, he truly had no grasp on what was in An Nan's heart. Yet, he was afraid to ask directly, fearing the answer might not be what he wants. By avoiding it, he only thought more, becoming increasingly confused. In the end, he wouldn't know what to do.
Lin Mubai stood in the study doorway for a long time.
