If these words were spoken by someone else, Lin Mubai would have flipped the table long ago, but because the person in front of him is a dear relative, he chose to accept it. Yet, deep down, he was equally displeased, knowing it was the view of many who didn't understand the truth. He felt a sense of helplessness, but more than that, his heart ached for that little woman.
After thinking for a while, Lin Mubai finally gave Lan Luo an answer: "I don't care that Nannan is older than me, that's not a big problem in the first place. If you're concerned about Jiayou, I can tell you that he is not An Nan's child. As for the rest, I don't want to say much."
"What, that child isn't An Nan's?" Such a fact brought a moment of delight to Lan Luo's heart. If this was true, things would become much simpler.
