Just when Lin Mubai was unsure how to continue speaking, a knock on the door saved him.
"Mu Bai, Nannan, are you up?"
"Yes." Lin Mubai glanced at his wife, who was almost dressed, and then stepped towards the room door.
By the time An Nan realized and tried to stop him, it was too late. Her cheeks instantly turned red with anger brewing inside. Damn jerk, hasn't he noticed? The room is in such disarray; a glance would reveal what just happened here.
While An Nan was irritated, Lan Xinxixi had already entered. Seeing the mess, she instantly understood and angrily fixed her gaze on her son's face, sternly saying, "Can't you restrain yourself? What if you hurt your wife and the child in her belly?"
Lin Mubai wanted to explain, but she interrupted, "There's no need to say anything. From tomorrow, you sleep upstairs, Nannan sleeps downstairs. If you're careless again, you'll be sent back to your apartment."
