Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
Have you thought of something by now?
No, I have to record for a new program tomorrow, so I spent the whole afternoon reading through the files…
Lin Nuan’s face turned red from one lie, and she felt guilty as she thought that Fu Huai’an must have seen through her again.
Her hands started perspiring in her pockets, her fists clenched and palms slick.
A cool wind blew down her neck from her collar, calming down the anxious heat of Lin Nuan’s body.
Hearing Fu Huai’an’s phone vibrate in his pocket, her gaze automatically flickered down to the source of the sound. She realized that she was looking at a certain sensitive spot, and her ears turned red.
Where are you looking at instead of my eyes when you’re talking?
His thick voice carried hints of laughter, and Lin Nuan’s embarrassment was indescribable as her face turned even redder. She opened her mouth to explain, but no sound came out.
Fu Huai’an spoke casually as he calmly flicked his cigarette.
Lin Nuan was at a loss as to what to do. Fu Huai’an still had his hands in his pockets and a cigarette between his lips, not even taking the phone out as he said,
Go put on some thicker clothes, I’ll wait for you.
She was thinking hard for an excuse to escape, so Lin Nuan nodded upon hearing Fu Huai’an’s words. She turned around to walk into her apartment as she wrapped her jacket tighter around herself.
Fu Huai’an watched Lin Nuan’s slender figure enter the apartment before he took out his phone and moved the cigarette away from his lips, picking up and saying,
Speak…
He put out the cigarette and walked towards his car.
Hearing the words from the other end of the line, Fu Huai’an’s gaze darkened and his face was full of rage as he said,
Let the PR team press the matter down instead of trying to settle it up-front. Say that I’m still communicating with the chairman and everything will wait until Monday when work resumes. If it really can’t be pressed down, then notify Tang Zheng in advance so he can arrange for some men to go to his place temporarily.
…
Lin Nuan went up to change her clothes, informing Bai Xiaonian and Song Yao that she was heading out.
Are you going on a date with the Nobel Prize winner? Didn’t you go downstairs to reject him just now? Did you change your mind?
Bai Xiaonian asked.
No…
Lin Nuan couldn’t bring herself to say that Fu Huai’an was waiting downstairs.
Removing her jacket, Lin Nuan put on a white long-sleeved shirt with red ears.
Bai Xiaonian saw the pair of washed-out jeans on the bed along with a pale yellow top, and she opened up the wardrobe with a light smile to take out a denim skirt, saying,
Don’t wear jeans! Since it’s a date, of course, you have to wear a skirt. Especially Lin Nuan’s legs, fair and slender and long, tsk tsk, they’ll give such bonus points.
Lin Nuan kept silent.
Song Yao brought her hand to her forehead with a sign and said to Bai Xiaonian,
Weren’t you supportive of Lin Nuan being together with Fu Huai’an, why are you suddenly changing your attitude and making her wear a skirt to get bonus points in front of Liu Mingchen?
Doesn’t matter if it’s Fu Huai’an or Liu Mingchen, as long as he can make Nuan Nuan exit the deep trap that is Wen Moshen, I’ll support…
Bai Xiaonian grinned as she held up the denim mini-skirt in her hands.
Wear this.
Lin Nuan couldn’t imagine how Fu Huai’an would think of her if she wore that skirt in front of him. She would never be able to clear her name of purposely seducing someone.
Fu Huai’an’s comments from that time in the car… About how it was for a man to like a woman appeared in Lin Nuan’s mind.
Goosebumps raised along her arms, and she was determined not to wear the skirt to meet Fu Huai’an. In front of Fu Huai’an, she didn’t feel safe even if she wrapped herself up tightly from head-to-toe, let alone expose her legs!
