For some reason, her heart thumped twice, and she turned the postcard over…
[To: My dearest Mrs. Fu. Sending the beloved Dubai evening glow to you. Good morning, baby.]
It was Fu Huai'an's handwriting!
Lin Nuan paused. As she glanced towards the bouquet of flowers that were as beautiful as the morning glow, her eyes trembled, and her heart rate accelerated.
Lin Nuan had briefly mentioned to Fu Huai'an that the evening glow behind his back was pretty the night before, and now she had received such a gorgeous bouquet of flowers that had colors reminiscent of the evening glow. There was even Fu Huai'an's handwritten postcard!
If Fu Huai'an wasn't a clairvoyant, then the flowers…
Lin Nuan picked up her phone and wanted to ask Fu Huai'an. However, seeing his sleeping face, she held back the churning emotions in her heart.
Had he asked someone to send them back to the country last night?
