Jiang Nuan hung up the phone, not feeling she got any constructive advice, but after Lemon's persuasion, she solidified her inner courage.
Putting down the phone, Jiang Nuan was reflecting on what Lemon had just said.
The words were crude, but on closer thought, they seemed to make a lot of sense.
Fu Yi clearly promised to stay at her place until he retrieved his passport. After she helped examine his leg, he changed his mind, saying he knew a diplomat at the embassy... Given his status, knowing such people isn't surprising. What's odd is that it's been almost two days since he lost his passport, and only now he mentions knowing someone. He's not a young boy, acting recklessly, sometimes like a hammer, sometimes like a club. He's known for being steady and smart in their circle, so the possibility of him forgetting is almost zero.
The biggest question now is whether she likes Fu Yi...
Jiang Nuan didn't need to think; the answer had already appeared in her mind.
