Chapter 460: Chapter 459: Breaking Beyond Everyone’s Expectations
The next moment, everyone took a step back simultaneously, wanting to completely distance themselves from the storm zone. But the bride’s room was only so big; where could they possibly retreat to?
After that, everyone watched as Young Master Lin’s originally indifferent curve of his mouth gradually became replaced by an enigmatic smile. At the same time, his steps began moving towards the silhouette standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
An Nan had already retreated repeatedly. When her back touched the icy glass, she knew she had no way to retreat further. So she calmly locked eyes with the man now standing before her: "You’re here?"
Lin Mubai didn’t answer her question; he just asked with that same enigmatic smile: "Was it fun?"
An Nan shook her head abruptly: "Not fun."
"How was the taste of the little cutie?"
"Uh, not as good as yours."
"How did smoking feel?"
"Not great, it was very irritating."
An Nan’s voice grew increasingly low, while in her heart she cursed a certain culprit fiercely: "Lan Xinxi, you’ve killed me."
In the end, Lin Mubai’s gaze landed on the maid of honor dress the woman before him was wearing today: "Very pretty."
Not only pretty, but overly pretty. Did this dress have to reveal so much? His wife was his; why should other men get to enjoy the view?
While full of anger, Lin Mubai gradually sensed something wasn’t quite right: "Nannan, turn around and let me see." Clearly, it was a coaxing tone, yet it quickly made several faces stiffen.
The bride hid behind her husband; Miss Lan hid behind her own boyfriend; even Miss Lan, who usually disliked Zhao Tianchen the most, pulled him to her front.
The silhouette by the floor-to-ceiling window was still trying to negotiate: "Uh, let’s not do this."
"Turn around." The hesitation of the woman before him only reinforced Lin Mubai’s thoughts; the woman still hadn’t moved, prompting Lin Mubai to warn further: "After all, it’s not my wedding today, and I have all the time to wait this out."
The common thought of the bride and groom after hearing this: "We’re pressed for time."
Yet no one dared to shout it out, concerned about Young Master Lin’s later retribution. The couple exchanged a glance; years of tacit understanding instantly made them realize each other’s thoughts: as soon as the wedding ended, they’d swiftly escape B City for at least half a month—no, at least a month before coming back.
Facing the man before her with an obstinate expression that suggested he wouldn’t give up until she turned around, An Nan still didn’t give up on trying to negotiate: "If I turn around, you won’t be angry, alright?"
"No, turn around for me. Otherwise, I won’t mind doing it myself."
"No, no, no, I’ll do it myself, I’ll do it myself." While waving her hand, she simultaneously wailed in her heart about the absurdity of it all: she had indeed been forced into this, so why was she the one suffering now?
Unwillingly, using the slowest of motions, An Nan started to turn around.
A group of oblivious people stretched their necks, eager to know what was going on. But Young Master Lin’s body was blocking the maid of honor’s figure thoroughly, letting them see absolutely nothing.
The moment An Nan turned around, the expression on the face of the man before her instantly became more difficult than before.
"An Nan, you’ve done well." The gritted teeth within those words made everyone’s hearts jump, and at Lin Mubai’s falling words, he proceeded to do something that shocked everyone.