"Third Brother, while I was away, did you do anything sorry to me?"
She moved closer to Fu Mingyu's ear in a seemingly intimate manner to whisper, but the words Wen Nuan spoke made Fu Mingyu momentarily dazed.
Something to be sorry to Nuan Nuan for?
It seems, no?
During the two months Wen Nuan was in America, Fu Mingyu had a few drinks with He Sichen, Xie Han, and the others. Every time he sobered up, they'd tease him, and when he asked about it, they'd just give him meaningful smiles without saying much.
Now, looking at Wen Nuan's clear yet suspicious eyes, Fu Mingyu felt a bit uncertain for a moment.
But Fu Mingyu's silence only made Wen Nuan more suspicious that something happened between him and Ling Ziyuan.
Otherwise, would Ling Ziyuan go so far as to scheme, wanting to make her lose her skirt in public and be seen by everyone so cruelly?
"Third Brother..."
Softly calling, Wen Nuan whispered with fragrant breath, "Confess for leniency, resist for severity..."
