Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare
Chapter 75: Young Master Lin’s Hesitation (1)

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Young Master Lin’s Hesitation (1)

"Spit it out, what did you call me for?" It’s the same old saying, no one knows a son better than his mother. No matter how capable Lin Mubai is, he still can’t escape Lan Yiqing’s grasp.

For the first time, Young Master Lin felt a bit guilty, reached out to touch his nose, unsure how to start: "Well, Mom..."

It’s rare to see her son hesitant to speak, so Lan Yiqing was surprised. She then teased him over the phone: "Baby, why are you hesitating? Did you do something you shouldn’t have against your mom?"

"I didn’t! I just wanted to ask if there’s any way to relieve a woman’s stomach ache during that time of the month," Lin Mubai blurted out.

Both ends of the phone fell silent.

After a while, a hesitant voice from Lan Yiqing was heard: "I distinctly remember I gave birth to a son, how did it become a daughter?"

On the other end, Lin Mubai felt like coughing up blood. What’s up with the nerves of this mom of his? He always feels he can’t keep up with her level of thinking.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Mubai shouted into the phone: "Mom!"

The next moment, the phone in Lan Yiqing’s hand was snatched away by someone beside her, and then Lin Mubai heard a deep male voice from his home: "Mu Bai, go home and make some brown sugar water for her to drink. Also, make her a hot water bottle for her stomach tonight. That’s it, hanging up now."

Seeing her husband hung up the phone, Lan Yiqing immediately glared at him with discontent: "Why did you hang up my call?"

Lin Tianqi leaned against the headboard, glanced at his wife beside him, and said speechlessly: "If I let you continue, you’ll never have grandchildren to hold."

"Grandchildren." Hearing this word, Lan Yiqing’s beautiful eyes lit up. Excitedly, she tugged at her husband’s sleeve: "Honey, are you saying I can hold a beautiful, small, soft child?"

She seemed to already be picturing the dolls she used to play with when she was little.

As long-standing partners, Lin Ze could tell at a glance what his childlike wife was thinking at the moment, and he immediately warned: "That’s a child, not a doll. Erase those wild ideas from your head, and now go to sleep."

"Yes, Honey."

He hugged his wife tightly in his arms, looking at the sleeping person in his embrace. He lowered his head to plant a deep kiss on her forehead. When he raised his eyes again, they were filled with affectionate warmth. In the blink of an eye, the fruit of their love has someone they love dearly, time really flies.

At the same time, he felt a bit ashamed of his wife’s obliviousness. His son’s question was obviously about another woman, yet she was hung up on the idea that their son had turned into a woman. After the fact, her attention was solely fixed on having children, completely forgetting which woman it is that their son likes.

Thinking of this, Lin Ze took out his phone and sent a text message: "Bring her home sometime, let your mom meet her. She’s been waiting for a long time."

The phone quickly returned with a message: "Okay, I got it."

Happily putting away the phone, Lin Mubai’s lips formed a curve. He then quickened his pace home.

The person in the kitchen soon cooked up a cup of red date and brown sugar water. Lin Ze taught him to make the brown sugar water, and as for the red dates, he remembered they are good for a woman’s body, thinking there wouldn’t be any side effects, so he added them in to boil together.