Mr Fu, I Really Love You

As she put down the phone, she heard the sound of the living room door open and immediately picked up her chopsticks pretending to eat. Her ears flushed under her soaking wet hair.

Fu Huai’an pulled out the chair on her right and sat down comfortably, placing his cigarette box, lighter, and phone on the table.

Unlike in the bathroom, he wore a navy blue pair of leisure pants with a black V-collar top, and his defined strong side profile looked clean and sharp.

Lin Nuan didn’t say anything throughout the whole meal—as if he wasn’t the man that just created a thunderstorm strong enough to make the air sizzle with her on the bed just before.

“Do you like roses?” Fu Huai’an suddenly asked.

She stopped chewing and looked up into his dark, deep eyes through the smoke he exhaled.

So Tang Zheng did tell him about Liu Mingchen sending her flowers at the entrance of the Maple Leaf Garden.

Lin Nuan didn’t feel uneasy as she looked into his eyes at that moment.

He could be hugged

Lin Nuan convinced herself.

It wasn’t the time when people thought it was morally loose to sleep with someone and not marry them.

People felt it was too rushed for a couple to get married after only doing the act once.

In a night like that in the city, there were more than enough lonely souls. One-night stands were taking place everywhere—whether it was done out of lust, to get rid of loneliness, or their natural cravings… people could tell it apart easily.

She couldn’t control her instinctual desire towards Fu Huai’an. However, she already learned how to control her feelings when she liked someone from Wen Moshen. It wasn’t difficult for her—it was even effortless, comparably more so than managing the feelings she couldn’t figure out towards Fu Huai’an.

“It’s not a matter of whether I like it. As long as women receive flowers, they’re in a pleasant mood,” Lin Nuan said seriously.

Fu Huai’an’s phone rang incessantly again. He saw that it was Lu Jinnan calling and answered it.

Lin Nuan knowingly continued eating without interrupting when she heard him discussing business with Lu Jinnan.

After they finished the discussion, Lu Jinnan suddenly added in, “Brother Fu, Chu Xun called me earlier and asked me who the girl you liked was. I didn’t tell her, but I feel that she’ll figure it out sooner or later since she’s smart. Are you sure you don’t have any feelings towards Chu Xun?”

“If there’s nothing else I’ll hang up,” Fu Huai’an said quietly.

“Brother Fu, don’t blame me for being naggy. Chu Xun almost died with you in the same boat—she’s more compatible with you than Lin Nuan. We’ve seen your heart clearly as your close friends all these years. The Chu family also acknowledged you as their soon-to-be son-in-law. Your mother is also fond of her. Do you really have the heart to let her down? Everyone long assumed the two of you were a couple. If Lin Nuan also liked you, I’d be more than glad for you, but the point is even if you spill your heart to her, she might not take it. She still has Wen Moshen in her heart…”

The room was very silent. Despite the speaker being on low volume on his phone, Lin Nuan still vaguely heard what he said.

Chu Xun?

Lin Nuan heard this name on the phone.

She recalled the call from the station executive in the toilet, and then what Lu Jinnan said about them nearly dying together on the phone. Lin Nuan had a feeling that this Chu Xun he mentioned was probably their station executive Chu Xun.