When Fu Huai 'an called to ask for it, Little Lu quickly fetched a clean shirt and gave it to Fu Huai' an.
Little Lu stood outside the door. The office door was open, and Fu Huai 'an had one hand on the doorknob, the other loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. He didn't fully open the door.
He picked up his shirt and said to Little Lu, "Inform You Nainai that she can go back now. She'll be at the Fu residence at 7 am sharp tomorrow morning. Also, tell Lu Jinnan that he doesn't have to come to my office. The company's trip to Dubai tomorrow won't change, but we'll cancel the restaurant's reservation. We won't be going there today!"
Little Lu nodded. "Alright! Do I need to order takeout for you and your wife? "
"Not for now!" Fu Huai 'an said.
After closing the door, Fu Huai 'an glanced at Lin Nuan, who was sound asleep on the sofa. There were still tear stains at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were red.
Fu Huai 'an stood at the end of the sofa. He saw Lin Nuan move uneasily, her fair and slender hands tightly hugging onto his suit. It was only when she smelled his unique scent on the suit that her tense body gradually relaxed.
Fu Huai 'an had never hesitated so much before. He took off his shirt and put on a new one. The vibrating phone in his suit pocket disturbed Lin Nuan's sleep.
Fu Huai 'an leaned over and propped one hand on Lin Nuan's head. He took out his phone from his suit pocket and hung up.
He gazed at Lin Nuan's beautiful and exquisite features, feeling as if they had been dyed with the color of sadness …
Before she opened her eyes, Fu Huai 'an could already see the redness in them.
Fu Huai 'an sat down beside Lin Nuan, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
He held Lin Nuan's small hand and lowered his head to kiss it, as if he was kissing his own faith.
In the past, what Fu Huai 'an wanted the most was Lin Nuan's love!
Once … he had thought that as long as Lin Nuan loved him one-tenth of the way she loved Wen Moshen, he would gladly do anything for her. Even if Lin Nuan wanted his life, he would give it to her!
Now that Fu Huai 'an had obtained it, she only asked him not to put himself in danger, but Fu Huai' an couldn't convince himself to do it.
It wasn't that he didn't love Lin Nuan enough. It was that there were some things that Fu Huai 'an thought he had long given up on, but he simply hadn't let go of them.
The phone in Fu Huai 'an's hand vibrated again. His bloodshot eyes gazed deeply at Lin Nuan as he placed her hand back under his suit jacket. He got up and walked to the French windows, glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was Gu Qingcheng. He answered the call …
Throughout the entire process, Fu Huai 'an's movements were very light, so he didn't disturb Lin Nuan.
"Hey …" Fu Huai 'an lowered his voice and looked in Lin Nuan's direction.
On the other end of the line, Gu Qingcheng said something to Fu Huai 'an, and Fu Huai' an only replied after a while, "I know. Don't worry, send it over!"
After hanging up the phone, he picked up the documents that he had placed on the vase shelf and sat behind his desk. He turned on his computer and opened his email. There were a few architectural blueprints inside.
After Fu Huai 'an had a rough look at it, he transferred it to his tablet and used a capacitive pen to draw some special symbols on the map, storing it together with the architectural blueprint.
Lin Nuan gradually woke up and vaguely saw Fu Huai 'an smoking in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a suit. She moved her stiff arms, and Fu Huai' an's suit slid down her body.
Her eyes and head hurt. She supported herself with her slender arms and picked up the suit from under the sofa.
"You're awake!" Fu Huai 'an put out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray.
"Mm!" Lin Nuan's voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ears.
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It was only after stepping on the carpet that Lin Nuan realized that Fu Huai 'an had taken off her shoes.
Lin Nuan felt as if she had had a dream. She dreamed that Qin Zhe had come to look for Fu Huai 'an, and that Fu Huai' an was going to put himself in danger …
But when the dizziness in her head gradually dissipated, Lin Nuan clearly understood that it was just wishful thinking on her part to say that these were all dreams.
"What time is it?" Lin Nuan asked.
"It's 3: 40. Are you hungry? I'll take you out to eat, and then we'll go home! "Fu Huai 'an picked up his phone, pack of cigarettes, and lighter from the large office desk.
Lin Nuan sat on the sofa, her gaze lowered. Her ponytail had already loosened, and a few strands of hair fell messily in front of her eyes. She held onto Fu Huai 'an's suit jacket in her hands, seemingly thinking of something. Her slender and stiff shoulders made one think of the word "stubborn."
Fu Huai 'an sighed and walked to Lin Nuan, sitting down on the coffee table opposite her. His long legs were by her sides, and a faint smell of tobacco wafted towards Lin Nuan.
He reached out to grab Lin Nuan's petite hand, but she broke free and hugged Fu Huai 'an's suit tightly, her walnut-like eyes still feeling sore.
"Xiao Nuan, don't be stubborn!" Fu Huai 'an forcefully grabbed Lin Nuan's boneless hand. "I promise you that I won't put myself in danger when I send Qin Zhe to Dubai! Okay? "
Hearing Fu Huai 'an say this, Lin Nuan raised her head and looked at him. "Are you serious?"
Fu Huai 'an pressed Lin Nuan's petite hand to his heart. "Really!"
Lin Nuan felt even more aggrieved. She bit down on her lower lip, and her eyes hurt tremendously. She couldn't help but lower her head and wipe away her tears with the back of her hand.
Hearing Lin Nuan's soft sobbing, Fu Huai 'an hooked his arm around Lin Nuan's pretty and delicate chin and asked, "Then what you said … about using Xie Jingqian's wedding present with me, does that still count?"
Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.
When the aggrieved Lin Nuan heard this, she couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. She frowned. "Is this the only sentence you remember?"
Fu Huai 'an wiped away the tears on Lin Nuan's face with his thumb and said with a smile in his voice, "I still remember that you said you wanted to wear kinky lingerie …"
Lin Nuan was tickled by Fu Huai 'an and couldn't resist reaching out to grab Fu Huai' an's large hand that was on her face. She gently kissed Fu Huai 'an's palm, then got up and hugged Fu Huai' an's head, pressing her cheek against his black hair. "For me and Tuan Tuan's sake, stay away from danger, okay?"
The man nodded and hugged Lin Nuan's slender waist. He had never felt so warm in his heart.
Lin Nuan, whose makeup had been ruined from crying, took out her powder compact from her bag and used a wet tissue to wipe away the smudged mascara under her eyes.
Fu Huai 'an, who had already put on his suit, turned around and saw that Lin Nuan was putting on her lipstick. He couldn't resist laughing. "It's not as pretty as your original lip color!"
"I didn't have time to remove my makeup today, and there's no makeup remover here. It'll look weird if I don't put on lipstick after putting on my makeup …" Lin Nuan raised her lip gloss for Fu Huai 'an to see. She pursed her lips and used her ring finger to wipe away the excess color. "This is said to be the perfect color for men. Men say that they'll find it pretty!"
"Mrs. Fu doesn't know if I'm a man or not?" Fu Huai 'an leaned against the large office desk, his words ambiguous.
Lin Nuan's ears turned red. She lowered her gaze and stared at herself in the mirror of the powder compact, not replying.
Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her eyeshadow was long gone from crying.
Thankfully, there was a baseball cap in her bag. Lin Nuan put it on so that she wouldn't stand out when she went out with Fu Huai 'an …
(End of this chapter)
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