The sweet fragrance of the red dates rose up, and her long curly lashes were covered in a layer of mist, moistening her eyes that were like black gemstones.
Lin Nuan swallowed the snack. Even if he was Mr. Moral… Lin Nuan had already gotten married to him and would naturally share woes and weals with him.
Her heart gradually calmed down.
The phone in Ah Zhan's pocket vibrated. He saw Lin Nuan putting down her teacup and drawing a piece of tissue paper to wipe her mouth, so he covered his mouth with one hand and turned to pick up the phone in a soft voice.
The order from the other end of the call was for Ah Zhan to bring Lin Nuan over.
Even though Ah Zhan was unwilling to do so, he still put away his phone and said respectfully to Lin Nuan, "Ms. Lin, let me take you over…"
Lin Nuan smiled at Ah Zhan and said, "You better call me Mrs. Fu! It sounds better that way."
Ah Zhan was slightly stunned, and then he nodded. "Mrs. Fu!"
