Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Just like what Song Yao said, Bai Xiaonian was under debt. Coupled with her skincare and daily expenses, she barely had any savings left.

Lin Nuan knew Bai Xiaonian’s father had nearly devoted all his savings to solve the water irrigation issue in Africa.

It was the very first time Lin Nuan felt that something as fatal as cancer was right beside her.

Lin Nuan passed Song Yao’s credit card and her own to Bai Xiaonian. She put aside her dignity for a second and took over the card. With red eyes, she said in a cracked voice, “I’ll pay you back!”

“I don’t need to spend that much, so it’s useless to leave it with me.” Lin Nuan looked at a grandfather conversing with a young patient through the glass window and said, “Money is dead, people are alive. You can make more money if you lose it, but it’s not the same with people…”

Bai XIaonian nodded and clutched onto the two cards in her hand tightly. She smiled at Lin Nuan through tears and said, “I already lost my mother. I can’t lose my father now…”

As she left the hospital, Lin Nuan sat alone on the staircase outside the hospital. She blankly watched the pouring rain envelop Haicheng.

The year seemed to be full of unfortunate circumstances. Lin Nuan, Bai Xiaonian, and Song Yao kept running into those things.

Yet Lin Nuan was undoubtedly lucky. At least she had Fu Huai’an’s help when she was helpless. Lin Jingquan’s life probably wouldn’t be in danger.

Despite having two loyal friends by her side, nobody could beat the monster that Bai Xiaonian’s father was facing—that of his own illness.

As for Song Yao, she was unwilling to speak of many matters, and Lin Nuan didn’t dare to ask.

The phone vibrated in her pocket.

Lin Nuan glanced at it and saw the incoming text.

She opened it and saw Fu Huai’an sent it. A simple message. ‘I’ve already boarded the plane. Wait for me to come home.’

In that instant, she felt a warm current flow from her palm all the way to her heart. It made her whole being feel warm.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Nuan bought Bai Xiaonian lunch and sent her upstairs. They chatted for a moment, and Bai Xiaonian sent her back downstairs.

Seeing Lin Nuan holding the car keys to the Maybach, Bai Xiaonian couldn’t help but remind Lin Nuan to be cautious when she saw Fu Huai’an, in case she was too naively stupid to realize when he sold her out.

Lin Nuan didn’t explain and nodded.

“But Fu Huai’an shouldn’t be a bad person since he would fight someone with a background like Wang Quan for you!” Bai Xiaonian nudged her elbow light-heartedly and said, “Tell me, is it because Fu Huai’an played the hero and now you can’t hold in your little crush on him anymore? So you guys decided to turn off the lights and kiss and touch each other…”

“What are you saying!” Lin Nuan cut Bai Xiaonian off as she was speaking nonsense.

But she couldn’t deny it, every single word Bai Xiaonian said was true. The hero saving narrative was indeed a cliche, but it was a cliche that hit her weak spot.

The shocking scene of Fu Huai’an holding Wang Quan by his collar and beating him up seemed carved in Lin Nuan’s heart.

Every time she thought of that scene, even the details of the veins on Fu Huai’an’s clenched fists were vivid in her mind. The shock she felt in her heart was enough to make her feel a passion in her body.

Bai Xiaonian kept smiling at Lin Nuan and said ignorantly, “Lin Nuan look at you. Why are you getting shy so easily the minute I mention Fu Huai’an? You wouldn’t blush even when I was all over you when I got drunk. Fu Huai’an would be proud of you!”