How Beautiful His Wife Was

Fu Huai'an looked at Lin Nuan, folded up the newspaper provided by the hotel by the side, and spoke with gentleness in his eyes. "I'll send you to the filming location!"

"No need. Who'll stay with Tuan Tuan with you gone?" Lin Nuan sat down next to Fu Huai'an, naturally changing the coffee he hadn't touched to a glass of milk. She looked at him with her clear and beautiful eyes. "Furthermore, you worked until so late last night. You should have a good rest today. Otherwise, I won't be able to feel at ease!"

Fu Huai'an's deep and alluring eyes looked at Mrs. Fu with a hint of a smile as he picked up the glass of milk and took a sip. His gaze unconsciously landed below Lin Nuan's beautiful neck.

Fu Huai'an kept feeling that it looked a little empty. A thin necklace there would be better able to bring out Lin Nuan's beauty.

"Will you be able to finish up by 7:30 pm?" Fu Huai'an asked.