Chapter 183
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She had planned to get out of the car and say the last sentence before entering the building, thinking Fu Huai 'an wouldn't chase after her. Who would've thought he would get out of the car and call out her name?
If she had known, she wouldn't have said the last sentence. It was like shooting herself in the foot.
"What time are you recording?" Fu Huai 'an asked.
She didn't utter a sound. There was still some time before the show's recording, so she could easily say that the show was about to start soon. However, in front of Fu Huai 'an, she felt that a lie would be easily exposed. Moreover, she wasn't good at lying.
Fu Huai 'an grabbed Lin Nuan's wrist and pulled her to his side.
Lin Nuan was caught off guard, and she stumbled forward, bumping into Fu Huai 'an's chest.
Lin Nuan took a step back in panic, twisting her wrist as she struggled.
The man's large hand was stronger than Lin Nuan expected. She was no match for him.
At the entrance of the building, colleagues with work passes walked in one after another, occasionally glancing at Lin Nuan and Fu Huai 'an.
Lin Nuan panicked. "Let go of me first, let's talk …"
"Not running?"
Fu Huai 'an's deep voice rang in Lin Nuan's ear, making her ears burn.
"I'll talk nicely." Lin Nuan couldn't beat him, so she could only say with her ears red, "Can we talk in the car?"
Lin Nuan didn't want others to see her and Fu Huai 'an entangling here, it would be too conspicuous. She could only choose to talk in the car.
After getting in the car, Fu Huai 'an drove to the side of the slightly more secluded road behind the building.
In the passenger seat, Lin Nuan clutched her small bag like a child who had done something wrong. She lowered her head and looked at her fingers silently, her heart racing.
Fu Huai 'an rolled down the window and took out a cigarette, but he didn't see a lighter. He held the steering wheel with his fingers and turned sideways to open the glove compartment. He took out the lighter but didn't light the cigarette.
Fu Huai 'an gazed deeply at the way Lin Nuan was looking down. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he put down the lighter and said, "Last night, you said you wanted a partner close to your age. This is indeed a sore spot that I can't change."
"You said … the so-called common words." Fu Huai 'an moved closer to her.
Fu Huai 'an's hot breath brushed past her temples and the tips of her ears. Lin Nuan sensitively turned her head to avoid it, but she didn't expect Fu Huai' an to be so close to her. Their noses brushed against each other, and the strong masculine scent from his body suddenly entered her nostrils. She frantically leaned back, but her movements were too violent, and the back of her head hit the glass. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't show her face.
"I think we have a lot of common topics to discuss, like last night. What do you think?!"
Fu Huai 'an's magnetic voice was deep and slightly raspy, yet he said it in a serious manner, making it hard for Lin Nuan to open her mouth to say anything.
Lin Nuan's face heated up, and she couldn't sit still. She subconsciously wanted to bite her lower lip, but she recalled what Fu Huai 'an had said in the bathroom that night when she bit her lip like she was trying to seduce him, so she held back.
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