Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Jinnan looked up and paused for a second. He then smiled and said with a mocking tone, “What, did she come tattletaling to you?”
Fu Huai’an didn’t say anything. He gazed at Lu Jinnan with his stern eyes.
Lu Jinnan whipped out a cigarette from his pocket and sat down on the sofa. He said with a smile, “I only told her about where Wang Quan came from, and what you did for her. I let her know she shouldn’t play hard to get with you, and that her phony and self-righteous attitude wouldn’t help save her father’s life.”
Lu Jinnan lit the cigarette. He then seemed to recall something and put the lighter on the table suddenly. “Oh, also the fact that her love for Wen Moshen wasn’t as fervent as the kind Gu Hanyan had to go to Iraq to search for her partner—so what was her point in acting like she was devoted to him in front of you? I simply voiced out all the things everyone was unwilling to speak of!”
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When Lin Nuan came out of the broadcasting building, Bai Xiaonian was called outside by Miss Xia to talk about matters.
She guessed that Lin Chen was busy saving Lin Jingquan and didn’t have the time to eat with her. She sent him a message, changed her clothes, and went to buy a few doughnuts from the shop before going to pick up Tuan Tuan.
As soon as she exited the broadcasting building, she saw the Maybach parked across the road.
Fu Huai’an kept one hand in his pocket and leaned on the car. He was on the phone when he saw Lin Nuan come outside. He slowly stood up straight.
Lin Nuan was slightly surprised. She could still detect the smile from Fu Huai’an even from a distance.
She couldn’t help but feel her heart beat faster, and there was a hint of undetectable joy.
When she called at five o’clock that morning, Fu Huai’an was still in Jincheng. She could tell that Fu Huai’an was still working. Since Fu Huai’an appeared there at such an hour, he probably didn’t have time to rest.
The two didn’t make an appointment in advance, and she wasn’t sure if Fu Huai’an was waiting for her, but Lin Nuan decided to cross the road anyway.
As the two of them met, Fu Huai’an hung up the phone.
Fu Huai’an was wearing a dashing suit, his the facial features looking defined and striking as usual. Standing next to the luxury car, he inevitably attracted a lot of attention.
“Why did you come here?”
Seeing her colleagues from her program group “A Sunday Date” come out from the building, Lin Nuan immediately tucked her messy strands of hair behind her ear and tried to block her face, in fear of being noticed.
Fu Huai’an opened the car door for Lin Nuan and sheltered her with his hand on her waist. HIs tall figure blocked the curious looks coming from the entrance of the building.
“Just get in the car first…” Fu Huai’an said in a low voice.
Lin Nuan got in the car, and he shut the door. He then walked around and got in.
The Maybach left the broadcasting building. The female colleagues who had gathered together and were discussing who the owner of the luxury car was. They could tell from his demeanor that he was exceptional, even from afar. They guessed who the car came to pick up, but unfortunately, they couldn’t see who was sitting in the front passenger seat.
Inside the car, Fu Huai’an kept his hands on the wheel, one of which had a brown leather watch on it. He flicked on the turning signal as the car entered the traffic stream of Liberation Road.
“Where are we going?” Lin Nuan clutched the seatbelt and asked.
“The Cloud Condominium…” Fu Huai’an answered in his deep, soothing voice.
As she heard the destination, she felt an odd intimate feeling as she recalled what happened there last time before she could even eat.