Chapter 143
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Lin Nuan held the towel in her hand. "Although they aren't the same type, for most women, men like Fu Huai 'an are probably more attractive …"
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On the way to Fenglin Garden, Lin Nuan thought about Song Yao's last question.
After Lin Nuan replied, Song Yao nodded wordlessly, her gaze complicated.
Song Yao's question seemed casual, but thinking about it made Lin Nuan's heart beat faster.
Song Yao once said that she thought her feelings for Su Huan were unwavering, but reality proved that she hadn't met a more attractive man.
Lin Nuan also liked Wen Moshen for eight years, but she fell for him after meeting Fu Huai 'an.
Her situation was clearly the same as Song Yao's. That was why Song Yao's gaze was so complicated when she heard Lin Nuan's final answer.
She then thought of what Song Yao said. When two men stood side by side, people would instinctively be attracted to the one with good looks and a strong aura. This had nothing to do with vanity, it was human nature to want to be stronger!
Lin Nuan understood that a person's looks couldn't be changed, but his aura and aura, especially a man like Fu Huai 'an's …
He didn't have the foppish and pompous attitude that money gave him. Instead, he always looked like he had everything under control and kept a low profile. Whether it was dealing with people or dealing with personal emotions, he was always calm and collected, neither arrogant nor rash.
At his age, he had an aura that was stronger and more stable than an elder who had been in power for many years. This not only required strong financial backing and ability, but he also had an unfathomable story behind him.
Hearing a hurried car horn, Lin Nuan came back to her senses. The car slammed on the brakes and stopped one meter away from her. Only then did she realize that she had been distracted and almost ran a red light.
After apologizing to the driver, Lin Nuan retreated, clutching her shoulder bag. Her palms were sweaty, and she had a lingering fear. She told herself not to think about those messy things while walking.
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Fenglin Garden.
Lin Nuan was led upstairs to a private room by a tall waiter in a cheongsam.
The waiter knocked on the door and pushed it open …
Before she entered, Lin Nuan saw Liang Mulan, who was wrapped in bandages, sitting at a round table and chatting with someone.
Beside Liang Mulan sat a lady with an elegant temperament. Her long black hair was coiled up and combed meticulously. A shawl was draped over her shoulders. She had a slender figure and a shrewd and capable look in her eyes.
Lin Jingquan was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His legs were crossed, and his right elbow was resting on the armrest of his chair. He was talking to the middle-aged man sitting on his right, and the two of them seemed to be having a good time.
Lin Nuan was a little surprised, probably because she hadn't expected that there would be someone else at the table.
Liang Mulan saw Lin Nuan standing behind the waitress. She smiled and got up to wave at Lin Nuan. "Why are you standing outside in a daze? Come on in, we've been waiting for you!"
Lin Nuan thanked the waiter with a smile and walked in. Only then did she realize that there was a man about her age in the private room.
Without needing to ask, Lin Nuan had already guessed what was going on.
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