Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Young Master Lin, Jealous and Unprovokable
"Little White, what are you doing? We haven’t bought any clothes yet?"
"Let’s go to another store, not buying from this one."
"Why not? The clothes are very pretty."
This time, Lin Mubai, walking ahead, just pressed his lips together, full of disdain in his heart: "Hmph, maybe it’s not because the clothes are pretty, but because the little boy is very handsome."
Lin Mubai didn’t want to admit that he was jealous at all, but it was a fact. He was indeed jealous. It was at that moment Lin Mubai realized he really, really liked this little woman and couldn’t bear to see her getting even a bit close to another man.
The more he thought about it, the angrier Lin Mubai felt, and his steps became faster and faster, so much so that he forgot the little woman beside him was not wearing flats today but high heels.
Until a startled cry came to his ears: "Oh no."
Lin Mubai quickly stopped and turned around, his face full of worry: "Nannan, what’s wrong?"
An Nan rarely got angry, but she did have a temper. She felt that the man beside her was really inexplicable. Didn’t she just like dimples? Couldn’t she help but want to poke them? Why wouldn’t he let her?
Sometimes, An Nan’s temper could be like a child’s, but she usually didn’t show it. What she didn’t know was that, in front of Lin Mubai, she unconsciously revealed her true nature, and Lin Mubai noticed this as well. The anger that was stuck in his chest instantly disappeared, leaving only a strong sense of indulgence.
Amid An Nan’s awkward emotions, Lin Mubai slowly squatted down in front of her and reached out to grab one of her feet, scaring her into retreating continuously.
"Little White, what are you going to do?" An Nan looked flustered and uneasy. This was out in the street, after all, what exactly was this man going to do?
Lin Mubai raised his head slightly, his face lifted in a faint smile, deeply moving, causing An Nan in front of him to become momentarily lost in his smile, forgetting all the discomfort in her heart.
At this moment, Lin Mubai slowly said to her: "I just want to look at your foot. Does it hurt?"
In a soft voice, An Nan slowly shook her head: "It doesn’t hurt."
"Broken and it doesn’t hurt? Fool."
For a moment, it seemed that the world only consisted of these two people, one looking down intently, the other looking up tenderly, one handsome, one pretty, so united, causing passersby to frequently stop and watch.
Yet, among all the smiling faces, there was only blessing after blessing.
Not far away, someone watched all of this silently, a smile on their lips, but it never reached the depths of their heart.
"An Nan, right? We’ll meet again."
Leaving behind this sentence, Jesse returned to the women’s clothing store, the kindness and innocence gone from his face, replaced by a touch of mature indifference, causing the two female store assistants who had wanted to speak to swallow their words back.
This was still not the end. Jesse’s icy voice continued to echo in the large store: "Starting tomorrow, you two don’t need to come back."
The two female store assistants glanced at each other. One of them retorted: "Why should we? You’re just a store assistant sent by the head office, what right do you have to fire us?"
The coldness continued to hang on his lips, never reaching his eyes, and his next words chilled the two assistants to the core: "I forgot to tell you my full name, Jesse. L."