"Second Young Master Wen…" The corners of Fu Huai'an's lips turned up as he nodded at Wen Moshi.
Wen Moshi stared at the suited Fu Huai'an. His shirt was tucked into his suit trousers. He wasn't wearing a tie, his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his suit jacket wasn't buttoned up either. It was obviously a casual way of dressing up, but it had the effect of enhancing Fu Huai'an's sophisticated demeanor. His deep-set facial features gave off an imposing aura even if he didn't look angry.
Wen Moshi felt his scalp tighten for no reason, fear welling up within him. He nodded. "President Fu!"
Fu Huai'an nodded, his dark and deep eyes looking past Wen Moshi at the obviously angry Lin Nuan. He extended a hand to her and said in a gentle tone, "Let's go…"
Lin Nuan grabbed Fu Huai'an's large hand and said to Wen Moshi, "I'll get going first!"
