Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 81: What's this? ! [075]

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Lin Nuan took a clean disposable cup and handed it to Lin Chen. He took it with the cigarette in his hand, put it on the coffee table, picked up the glass and poured some hot water into it, and then flicked the cigarette ash into it.

She lowered her head, thinking that Lin Chen would say something more, but she didn't say a word until Lin Chen smoked the last cigarette.

Hearing the sound of a cigarette butt being thrown into a disposable water cup, Lin Nuan looked up.

Lin Chen took out a slender royal blue velvet box from the pocket of his suit, and placed it in front of Lin Nuan, his big hands were clearly defined.

"What is this?!" Lin Nuan asked.

"The year you left home, I planned to give you a birthday present." Lin Chen's voice was dull.

After finishing speaking, he stood up, put on his suit, bent down and took the cigarette case and lighter on the coffee table, stared at Lin Nuan's fair and delicate facial features, and said, "If I have time to go to the hospital tomorrow to accompany Mom, Mom will be happy..."

Lin Nuan was holding the slender box in her hand and before she could open it, she got up with Lin Chen without saying a word.

After sending Lin Chen away, Lin Nuan sat on the sofa for a long time, staring blankly at Lin Chen's unfinished glass of water.

A gust of cool wind blew in, and Lin Nuan's arms felt cold. She was about to get up and close the window when she realized that she was still clutching the box Lin Chen had given her.

When it was opened, there was a delicate clavicle chain lying inside. Her nose was inexplicably sour, and she was pulled into the memories.

Four years ago, on that sunny afternoon, the light came in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the room brightly.

After lunch, Lin Nuan and Liang Mulan nestled on the sofa, flipping through magazines and discussing fashion, while Lin Chen went upstairs to pack his father's luggage for a business trip to France.

Lin Nuan and Liang Mulan, mother and daughter, were evaluating the jewelry on the model. Lin Chen whispered behind them, and heard Lin Nuan say that the clavicle chain on the model's neck was very beautiful. He said, "Then buy it for your birthday." Gift!"

At that time, Lin Nuan and Liang Mulan were taken aback. The Lin family's father came down from upstairs, and while arranging his tie, he blamed Lin Chen for being too lazy, saying that there is no such thing as giving a gift to his sister.

Such a happy and bright picture has been buried in Lin Nuan's heart for many years, even covered with a layer of fine dust.

But seeing this clavicle chain today, the memory appeared in Lin Nuan's mind very clearly, it was very warm and stinging.

After the morning news, Lin Nuan was called to the office by miss Xia, who handed her a preparation document for the new program.

Lin Nuan took the document and glanced at it. The title was "Appointment on Sunday", but she didn't open the content. She looked at Miss Xia.

"This show has been in preparation for a while. It's the prime time at 8:00 p.m. on Sunday night. You should have seen the promotion I made a while ago..."

Lin Nuan's heart skipped a beat. She understood what Miss Xia meant by showing her this document.

She said: "For this show, miss Xia, have you ever thought about recommending Bai Xiaonian?"

Miss Xia Gang took out a slender women's cigarette, raised her eyes to look at Lin Nuan, and said after a while, "You recommended Bai Xiaonian without even reading the content, is it because you are reluctant to part with "Morning News", or because of your friendship? !"

Lin Nuan pursed her lips, and before she could think of an answer, miss Xia put a cigarette in the corner of her lips and lit it with a lighter: "I personally think... Bai Xiaonian is more suitable for "Morning News" than you."

Hearing what miss Xia meant, it was to make Lin Nuan appear on "A Date on Sunday" and Bai Xiaonian to appear on "Morning News". Lin Nuan's slightly frown relaxed.

The second more...

(end of this chapter)