Fu Mingyu realized he had underestimated his Nuan Nuan.
He thought that given her shyness, she would cling to his side like a little quail when socializing with the guests, but Fu Mingyu was wrong.
When the men talked about economics and glanced at her unintentionally, she could easily chime in with a comment. Her graceful and composed demeanor looked nothing like someone who had crammed from newspapers or television, awkwardly forcing words out.
When the women talked about fashion, it was even less of a challenge for her.
Noble yet approachable, friendly yet reserved, though she was just an 18-year-old girl, her performance was flawlessly impeccable.
Fu Mingyu felt that Wen Nuan surprised him once again.
Before this, Fu Mingyu had hardly mentioned the annual gala in front of Wen Nuan, fearing she would be anxious. Yet, Fu Mingyu didn't expect Wen Nuan to be such an unexpected delight.
