Mo Jinxuan's words were abruptly interrupted by An Nan's cold voice.
"Enough."
The next moment, An Nan was enveloped in a warm embrace, as Lin Mubai's sharp gaze landed on the person in front of him: "Mr. Mo, I haven't introduced you yet, this is my wife, An Nan." As soon as Lin Mubai finished speaking, his gaze shifted to An Jiayou beside him: "This is my son, Lin Jiayou. Jiayou, greet him."
An Jiayou stepped forward at the right moment and politely greeted, "Hello, uncle."
The possessiveness was so obvious that everyone present could hear it clearly, including Mo Jinxuan. He was fully aware that he had no standing at this moment, yet he was still unwilling to leave just like that.
His gaze continued to stay on An Jiayou's face, filled with complex emotions.
Right then, Lin Mubai extended an invitation, "Mr. Mo, it's lunchtime. Would you join us for a meal?"
Surprisingly, Mo Jinxuan did not refuse.
"Sure, let's go together."
