Chapter 1133 - 1152: Can’t Find An Nan (16)
Chapter 1133 - 1152: Can’t Find An Nan (16)
If time could be turned back a bit, he would definitely have scoffed and said, "No way. How could I, Lin Mubai, ever have such a tragic day, be despised and misunderstood by a woman, and end up begging a woman for forgiveness." In his eyes, that was pure fantasy, something absolutely impossible.
But once the facts were laid right in front of him, he had no choice but to admit them, to see them clearly, to acknowledge his own tolerance level.
He, Lin Mubai, was just an ordinary guy, an ordinary Man who couldn’t be more ordinary, a Man whose emotions would fluctuate because of the Man he loved, who would deliberately provoke the woman he loved just to make her angry, then stare at her puffed-up angry face and find it adorable, yet feel heartache at the same time, and go on racking his brains to coax her back into a good mood.
Sometimes when he thought about it, he felt he was ridiculous, yet at times he just couldn’t control his emotions.
But at that point, the rebound was no longer that intense; he’d silently admit his own childishness, and very often, when talking to others about relationships, he could even pull examples from himself to explain things to them. He wasn’t afraid of being laughed at; he even felt it was kind of interesting.
Ouyang Lei and Han Xiayang watched this Young Master sink into his gentle daydreams again, and couldn’t help but shiver inwardly. He was seriously too weird like this—so weird they didn’t dare get too close, afraid they’d be infected by him and turn into the same kind of inexplicable Man.
Seeing that the other guy was about to sink even deeper, Han Xiayang hurriedly opened his mouth to cut him off: "Young Master Lin, I’m begging you, stop smiling so lewdly. You are indeed very charming like this, but it’s all Men here, and our orientations are normal. No one’s going to be attracted to you, so there is absolutely no need for you to grin like that."
Lin Mubai’s sharp gaze shot over instantly, his tone full of warning: "Han Xiayang, if you don’t shut up right now, I don’t mind making sure a certain woman never forgives you for the rest of her life. And you know very well in your heart that if I want to do that, it’s as easy as lifting a finger. So if you know what’s good for you, shut up immediately, right now."
Shameless Man.
Even though he was full of contempt inside, Han Xiayang still silently swallowed back the retort that had already reached his lips.
But in his heart he was secretly griping: "Don’t think you’re the only one who can threaten me, and don’t think you’re the only one who knows how to play little tricks. I can do it too. You dead bastard, just you wait!"
The two equally outstanding Men were scheming against each other in their hearts at the same time, but even so, it still didn’t affect the tacit understanding and brotherhood they’d built up over so many years.
Originally, they’d thought that with this lead of Zhan Qiyi, they should be able to find that Man very quickly. But things never go as planned. After a whole day, they were still stuck in the same place, and gradually the three Men all started to feel a bit deflated.
At this time, Zuo Qingfeng also rushed from B City to S City. Likewise, his face was iron blue, looking anything but good, even carrying a trace of ferocity and rage. That damn woman actually dared to pull something like this—her courage was getting bigger and bigger. If he caught her, he was definitely going to give her a good beating.
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