Chapter 112 - Hitting On Her?
Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âThe desserts I just had were incomparable with the ones at Golden Sparrow. I wasted my time coming here, cries ~â
Lin Wanwan didnât mind Lu Zhanbei not replying her.
Back at the studio, she was about to get the makeup artist do her makeup.
âWanwan, your delivery is here!â
When did she call for delivery?
âGive me a second...â
She shuffled out after giving the makeup artist an apologetic smile. A man in a white T-shirt and vest were waiting with a dozen well-designed bags. A sparrow logo was printed on each of them.
âMs. Lin Wanwan?â
âHere.â
âThis is your delivery from Golden Sparrow. Please sign here.â
âGolden Sparrow?â
Someone exclaimed, âThatâs the grandest dining palace in the entire Imperial Capital. Having a meal there requires membership, and only the diamond membership would activate delivery service! There are only around fifty diamond cards in the country. How would Lin Wanwan have one when all the gentlefolks have to fight for it?â
âIt seems like Lin Wanwan has been hiding her light under a bushel. Did the Lin family get it for her? Does the Lin family even have such authority?â
âCould it be the owner of the Rolls-Royce who appeared during the conference?â
It was a bull session at the studio.
Since the reporter didnât have the guts to publish anything about Lu Zhanbei, his actions remained hidden from the public. Everyone could only guess as no one knew who Lu Zhanbei was.
Lin Wanwan received the bags and told the delivery man, âThank you.â
It must be Lu Zhanbei who sent them.
Under everyoneâs eyes, Lin Wanwan took the desserts to An Qiao. Taking one out, she offered, âUncle, this is for you.â
An Qiao opened it up. âThanks! Itâs rare to see you being this generous.â
âItâs just that I donât like the black forest flavor.â
âOps!â Lin Wanwan covered her mouth. âIâm too honest sometimes...â
An Qiao was dumbfounded. â...â
Lin Wanwan picked out two of her favorite flavors and distributed the rest. âIâm not selfish like what uncle An said! Everyone can have some.â
âHaha!â Laughter broke out from the crowd.
The desserts were distributed and got a pretty good response.
Lin Wanwan grinned. âIâm glad you guys enjoyed it.â
When Hai Lan saw everyone surrounding Lin Wanwan, her face sank.
She gave Chu Yang a signal. Chu Yang nodded and walked up to Lin Wanwan. âWanwan, am I going to lose my share just because Iâm late for the party?â
Looking at his gentle smile and his âhumorousâ wink, Lin Wanwan couldnât help but recall his conversation with Hai Lan. It made her sick.
âHere you go, Chu Yang.â She passed a bag over.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Chu Yang sneaked her another wink. âThanks! Iâll buy you a meal to return the favor!â
â...â Lin Wanwan felt super uncomfortable.
What was he trying to do? Hitting on her? Wasnât he a couple with Hai Lan?
Lin Wanwan nodded. She took a peek at Hai Lan, who just walked away with a clouded face. Suspicion spiked in Lin Wanwan.
Did he break up with Hai Lan right after they had a good time?
The filming lasted until midnight. When Lin Wanwan finally got the chance to drop Lu Zhanbei a text, she received no reply as usual.
The next day, Chu Yang came up with a cup of coffee as soon as Lin Wanwan entered the lounge.