Chapter 55
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Fu Huai 'an's voice was calm, but Lin Nuan felt like he was commanding her.
A man who had been in a superior position for a long time would unconsciously show his aura and authority in his words and actions.
Lin Nuan stood beside the two black Bentleys. She could vaguely feel the heat from the car that hadn't dissipated yet.
She guessed that Fu Huai 'an must have arrived early and taken the elevator to look for her, but she happened to come down from the other elevator.
She didn't have the courage to tell Fu Huai 'an that she was already waiting for him downstairs. How could she trouble him to come and change the wrong identity booklet?
Lin Nuan clutched the identity booklet in her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. She said as she walked in, "I'll come up now …"
…
As soon as Lin Nuan came out of the elevator, she saw Fu Huai 'an standing against the light in a suit. He was smoking in front of the trash can with an ashtray between the two elevators.
He had one hand in his pocket, and the other holding the cigarette was holding his phone as he flipped through his email. His eyes were sunken, and his expression was focused.
Their eyes met, and Fu Huai 'an's tall and slender body gave off a strong sense of oppression.
They weren't far apart, and Lin Nuan could vaguely smell the alcohol on Fu Huai 'an's body.
Lin Nuan stood beside the car for a while and knew there wasn't a driver in the car. Thinking of the slight noise on the phone, she guessed that Fu Huai 'an was at a social gathering.
He put out the cigarette in the ashtray in the trash can. Seeing the identity booklet in Lin Nuan's hand, he knew that she must have gone downstairs to wait for him.
"Do you have tea at home?" Fu Huai 'an asked in his low and magnetic voice, which was gentle and approachable.
Fu Huai 'an drove here after drinking, so Lin Nuan wouldn't leave him without a cup of tea.
She nodded and led Fu Huai 'an into the house.
Thinking of the fluffy carpet in her living room, Lin Nuan took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and wanted Fu Huai 'an to change into it. She had never had male guests here before, so the size of the slippers was obviously much smaller. Lin Nuan thought about it and put the slippers back.
Seeing Fu Huai 'an still standing at the entrance, she said, "I don't have suitable slippers here, just come in …"
Fu Huai 'an nodded and walked into the living room calmly.
Lin Nuan went to the kitchen to make tea for Fu Huai 'an. The Wuyi Mountain's Da Hong Pao that Liang Mulan brought over the last time came in handy.
Fu Huai 'an glanced at the small table. The photo of Lin Nuan hugging that fat cat had disappeared.
His gaze swept over to Lin Nuan, who was boiling water and looking for tea leaves in the kitchen. She was wearing a light blue hoodie and jeans, and her sleeves were rolled up. She was tiptoeing to reach the box of tea leaves on top of the cabinet, and she seemed to be struggling.
"Let me do it …"
Fu Huai 'an's voice came from above her head, and her body stiffened. She felt the warm wall behind her, and her heartbeat sped up.
She raised her head and watched as Fu Huai 'an's large hand grabbed the tea box, took it down, and turned around … Her bangs inadvertently brushed past Fu Huai' an's chin, and she subconsciously stepped back, her butt pressing against the counter.
Fu Huai 'an's large hand wrapped around Lin Nuan's back in time to prevent the back of her head from hitting the high shelf.
Every time she was alone with Fu Huai 'an, her wretched state would be exposed.
The kitchen wasn't big, and because of Fu Huai 'an's appearance, it became even more cramped.
At that moment, their bodies were pressed against each other, and their actions were ambiguous. Lin Nuan's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of her chest.
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