I Don't Have Suitable Slippers Here

Lin Nuan looked out the glass window with a distant gaze…

The busy Haicheng was covered under the rainbows, the bright colored specks blurring amidst the mist, decorating Haicheng's night scenery.

Lin Nuan's face as she was deep in thought was reflected on the transparent glass dotted with rain.

"Ding-dong—"

Hearing the ringing of the doorbell, Lin Nuan returned to her senses and stood up to answer the door with her towel around her neck.

Learning from the previous lesson, Lin Nuan did not open the door directly. Wearing a jacket over her clothes, she looked out the peephole.

Lin Chen's tall and broad figure stood outside the door, his suit jacket neat and stiff as he held in his hands the bag she'd left in the hospital earlier that day.

The office lady neighbor who came back from her overtime work saw a man standing outside Lin Nuan's door. As a single lady, she couldn't help look over curiously…