She said it as though it were really true, but even Bai Xiaonian who had only met Fu Huai’an a few times could recognize it was him. How could Lin Nuan who was close to getting married to Fu Huai’an not recognize him?
A teasing smile appeared on the corner of Bai Xiaonian’s lips, and she elbowed Lin Nuan’s arm, asking, “Are you jealous?”
“What are you saying?!”
Lin Nuan purposely ignored the embarrassment in her heart and put down the cup in her hands to add another sugar cube.
“If your heart is what’s bitter, it doesn’t matter how many sugar cubes you add!” Bai Xiaonian teased Lin Nuan, saying, “It’s only a paparazzi article, you don’t have to take it to heart.”
Bai Xiaonian’s words were comforting but even as she said them, she had no confidence in the truth. After all, the photo of Su Manman hugging Fu Huai’an couldn’t be faked, and it was also true that Fu Huai’an helped her into his car instead of pushing her away.
After adding the sugar cube, the coffee no longer tasted that bitter and Lin Nuan tightened her grip on the cup as she lowered her gaze onto it. She could smell the fragrance of the coffee between every breath and seeing that there was no one around, she then slowly opened her mouth, speaking with a neutral and calm tone.
“I’m not at a position to care too much about Fu Huai’an’s matters.”
Bai Xiaonian pursed her lips instead of replying, simply looking at Lin Nuan who kept her eyes down and sipped on her coffee. She guessed that Lin Nuan might have said so because… Perhaps she still couldn’t let go of Wen Moshen.
Lin Nuan sat on the sofa by the window with one hand under her chin and looked out at the sunlight outside, thinking of the unintentional sentence by her colleague, that rich men wouldn’t be happy with just one woman.
It wasn’t Lin Nuan’s first time hearing these words…
She remembered that when she was young and still the Lin family’s daughter, their school organized a trip to the museum in first grade. Afterward, she went to the company opposite the museum to find her father, falling asleep on the couch in his office after finishing her assignment.
While she was stirring awake, she heard a soft feminine voice saying, “Men like you, as long as you have money and power, how could you be satisfied with having only one woman? To all of you, women are like dishes; even though you like rock sugar trotters the most, but you still want to try tasting the other dishes on the table. Your wife is your rock sugar trotters, and I… am the steamed fish on the table, am I right?”
Little Lin Nuan sat up on the sofa and Father Lin’s suit jacket that was covering her body fell to the floor, the sound alarming the man and woman talking. The secretary wearing a tight formal dress immediately stood up from Father Lin’s lap and smiled calmly at him, saying, “High heels are bad, if it wasn’t for President Lin helping me, I would’ve had a terrible fall.”
Young Lin Nuan was clueless and truly thought that the secretary had fallen into her father’s arms, but Lin Nuan had never forgotten her words.
Even if Father Lin remained loving and doting with Liang Mulan at home, on the outside he would always have women to “represent and entertain”, let alone unmarried wealthy bachelors like Fu Huai’an.
The words Fu Huai’an told Lin Nuan mysteriously appeared in her mind once more and Lin Nuan couldn’t help but wonder… whether Fu Huai’an told “every dish” on the table the same words, and if so, was Su Manman his favorite, rock sugar trotters?
Just as Lin Nuan was spacing out, she heard footsteps approaching and she turned her head to see Bai Xiaonian jogging over, saying, “The new president’s assistant had lunchboxes brought over for the staff.”
Lin Nuan stood up and felt the phone in her pocket vibrating, she took it out and glanced at it… The caller ID showed Fu Huai’an’s name.
She thought for a moment before muting her phone and placing it back in her pocket, walking towards the breakroom again.
She said it as though it were really true, but even Bai Xiaonian who had only met Fu Huai’an a few times could recognize it was him. How could Lin Nuan who was close to getting married to Fu Huai’an not recognize him?
A teasing smile appeared on the corner of Bai Xiaonian’s lips, and she elbowed Lin Nuan’s arm, asking, “Are you jealous?”
“What are you saying?!”
Lin Nuan purposely ignored the embarrassment in her heart and put down the cup in her hands to add another sugar cube.
“If your heart is what’s bitter, it doesn’t matter how many sugar cubes you add!” Bai Xiaonian teased Lin Nuan, saying, “It’s only a paparazzi article, you don’t have to take it to heart.”
Bai Xiaonian’s words were comforting but even as she said them, she had no confidence in the truth. After all, the photo of Su Manman hugging Fu Huai’an couldn’t be faked, and it was also true that Fu Huai’an helped her into his car instead of pushing her away.
After adding the sugar cube, the coffee no longer tasted that bitter and Lin Nuan tightened her grip on the cup as she lowered her gaze onto it. She could smell the fragrance of the coffee between every breath and seeing that there was no one around, she then slowly opened her mouth, speaking with a neutral and calm tone.
“I’m not at a position to care too much about Fu Huai’an’s matters.”
Bai Xiaonian pursed her lips instead of replying, simply looking at Lin Nuan who kept her eyes down and sipped on her coffee. She guessed that Lin Nuan might have said so because… Perhaps she still couldn’t let go of Wen Moshen.
Lin Nuan sat on the sofa by the window with one hand under her chin and looked out at the sunlight outside, thinking of the unintentional sentence by her colleague, that rich men wouldn’t be happy with just one woman.
It wasn’t Lin Nuan’s first time hearing these words…
She remembered that when she was young and still the Lin family’s daughter, their school organized a trip to the museum in first grade. Afterward, she went to the company opposite the museum to find her father, falling asleep on the couch in his office after finishing her assignment.
While she was stirring awake, she heard a soft feminine voice saying, “Men like you, as long as you have money and power, how could you be satisfied with having only one woman? To all of you, women are like dishes; even though you like rock sugar trotters the most, but you still want to try tasting the other dishes on the table. Your wife is your rock sugar trotters, and I… am the steamed fish on the table, am I right?”
Little Lin Nuan sat up on the sofa and Father Lin’s suit jacket that was covering her body fell to the floor, the sound alarming the man and woman talking. The secretary wearing a tight formal dress immediately stood up from Father Lin’s lap and smiled calmly at him, saying, “High heels are bad, if it wasn’t for President Lin helping me, I would’ve had a terrible fall.”
Young Lin Nuan was clueless and truly thought that the secretary had fallen into her father’s arms, but Lin Nuan had never forgotten her words.
Even if Father Lin remained loving and doting with Liang Mulan at home, on the outside he would always have women to “represent and entertain”, let alone unmarried wealthy bachelors like Fu Huai’an.
The words Fu Huai’an told Lin Nuan mysteriously appeared in her mind once more and Lin Nuan couldn’t help but wonder… whether Fu Huai’an told “every dish” on the table the same words, and if so, was Su Manman his favorite, rock sugar trotters?
Just as Lin Nuan was spacing out, she heard footsteps approaching and she turned her head to see Bai Xiaonian jogging over, saying, “The new president’s assistant had lunchboxes brought over for the staff.”
Lin Nuan stood up and felt the phone in her pocket vibrating, she took it out and glanced at it… The caller ID showed Fu Huai’an’s name.
She thought for a moment before muting her phone and placing it back in her pocket, walking towards the breakroom again.
