Her body shape was displayed as she stretched.
"Are you done?"
Fu Huai'an's deep voice rang beside her ears and Lin Nuan withdrew her outstretched arms, looking towards his direction.
Holding an ashtray, He leaned against the door frame of the balcony's sliding door, a cigarette between his slender fingers letting out white smoke. Fu Huai'an's features looked more distinct under the light.
Noticing that it was already 12.40a.m., Lin Nuan hurriedly stood up, saying, "En, sorry, I delayed your resting time. The driver must have been waiting for a long time? I'll leave right now…"
As she spoke, Lin Nuan put her phone away in her pocket.
Fu Huai'an tapped the cigarette ash into his ashtray and said, "I saw that you were busy working, so I let the driver return home to rest."
Lin Nuan paused, "…"
It was already dawn. It was bad to let others wait for her and stop them from resting.
