Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Su Manman gazed at Lin Nuan’s petite and delicate face as she removed her sunglasses. “Are you here together with my brother?”

Lin Nuan nodded and gestured to Su Manman to have a seat. “What would you like to drink?” she asked.

“Water is fine.”

Su Manman removed her jacket and placed her clutch aside. Her gaze fell on the scarlet rose on the side table, and she smiled knowingly.

She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed and propped her head on one hand as she looked at Lin Nuan walking towards her, holding the glass of water. “I thought that… for someone of your character, my brother would have taken at least six months to successfully woo you!”

Lin Nuan knew it was just harmless teasing, and she didn’t have to act coy about it. Lin Nuan nodded. “Yes, I am a rather boring person.”

“You’re not boring, you’re reserved. There aren’t that many girls who are like this nowadays.” Su Manman pouted as she recalled someone telling her that he preferred more reserved girls. Her face fell.

Lin Nuan put the glass of water in front of Su Manman and asked, “You don’t sound like yourself, what’s wrong?”

The news of Su Manman announcing that she wanted to give birth to Shi Hanchu’s child was going viral online, and Lin Nuan speculated that this was probably related to that.

“I’m courting a Best Actor winner who’s a blockhead and who thinks I’m not reserved enough…” Su Manman spoke to Lin Nuan as if they were long-time friends and with no holds barred.

Lin Nuan was sensitive and meticulous, and she could sense that Su Manman was confiding in her.

Su Manman was a veteran in the entertainment industry, and she was not one who would confide in just anyone. She was a clear-headed person and knew exactly what public persona she wanted to portray. She was aware of the significance of every word that she uttered to the public.

Some people said that Su Manman was too domineering and unconventional, often acting independently. Yet, Lin Nuan felt that Su Manman had one of the highest levels of IQ and EQ among the celebrities in the entertainment industry.

Lin Nuan remembered that Xie Jingqian had too much to drink last night and had blurted out how she had courted Ji Zibai in the past. Lin Nuan hesitated for a moment and said, “I heard from a friend that she courted her fiance in the past by acting coquettishly. Men… don’t seem to be able to resist when a woman acts like this.”

This was what Xie Jingqian told her.

“Have you acted in this manner towards my brother?” Su Manman asked.

Su Manman saw Lin Nuan flush and smirked, reaching out for the glass of water on the table. “You haven’t even tried it yourself. Why don’t you try it first and let me know how it goes…”

Lin Nuan didn’t know how to reply.

Su Manman took a sip of water and raised her slender wrist to look at the time. “I’ve got to rush to a work appointment, so I’ll make a move first. Add me on WeChat! I tried to add you before, but I realized your WeChat is a different number from your mobile number!”

“Okay…” Lin Nuan nodded as she took out her phone and scanned Su Manman’s phone

After they added each other on WeChat, Su Manman got up and retrieved her jacket. She reminded Lin Nuan about helping out with her filming, and Lin Nuan nodded.

After she had seen Su Manman to the door, Lin Nuan was just about to dig into her breakfast when her phone vibrated. She clicked on the WeChat app.

‘Su Manman: Don’t forget to test it out on your man and let me know how it goes! (evil laugh)’

Lin Nuan didn’t know how to reply.

She clutched her phone as her mind began to wander. She tried to imagine what it would be like if she were to act coquettishly towards Fu Huai’an. It seemed too good to be true.

“Buzz-buzz—”

The phone vibrated once again—it was Su Manman once again.

‘Su Manman: As for the character, it will be something similar to what you’ve experienced. Searching in vain for your loved one. You can think about your character in this manner, as that way, it will be easier for you to get into character during the filming.’

She knew that Su Manman was giving her pointers. Lin Nuan thanked her.

Fu Huai’an swiped his room card and entered the room. Lin Nuan was lounging on the sofa, watching a repeat broadcast of her program on television.

Lin Nuan turned back when she heard the door opening.

Fu Huai’an was wearing the shirt and tie that Lin Nuan bought. Dressed in a well-ironed black suit, he stood tall and upright, looking extremely composed and with a dignified air about him.

“When did you pack this shirt and tie? I haven’t laundered them…”

She vividly remembered that she hadn’t packed this outfit into their luggage.

Fu Huai’an placed the bags he was holding onto the sofa and unbuttoned his suit jacket. He bent down to kiss Lin Nuan on the top of her head and grasped her shoulder as he buried his head into the soft curves of her neck. As he took in her pleasant and familiar scent, he felt his mood lifted. “Did you have a good night’s rest?”

Her slender fingers grasped Fu Huai’an’s arms as she smiled sweetly. “Yes, I did, you look quite tired, though. Were you kept busy this morning?”

“Yes…” Fu Huai’an answered as he gazed penetratingly at Lin Nuan with his deep dark eyes. He smiled and said teasingly, “Someone had too much to drink last night and kept me up all night…”

Lin Nuan felt her ears turn red. She didn’t want to think about how she had relieved herself in front of Fu Huai’an, but the memories came rushing back.

She endured the awkwardness and lied. “I don’t quite remember… the events of last night.”

Fu Huai’an’s thin lips closed in on Lin Nuan’s ears, and as his lips lightly touched her ears, his heavy breathing and warm breath enveloped them. She tightened her grip on his sturdy arm and bit her lip, her eyes glazing over.

“It’s alright, let me help jolt your memory… Someone wanted me to help her take off her clothes and was clinging onto me, crying and whining and reaching out to unbuckle my leather belt. I said we had already done it once in the day, but you said I am still hungry for more…”

“That’s nonsense!” Lin Nuan flared up as she yanked his arm away and glared at him angrily.

Fu Huai’an smiled as he propped himself up with both hands, pressing against the back of the sofa. The lapels of his suit jacket were wide open, revealing his bluish-white shirt. His necktie was hanging loosely, and he had an air of calmness about him.

He looked down at her, who was flushing with embarrassment, with a doting look in his eyes. “Perhaps, you have forgotten?”

Lin Nuan bit her lip and said defensively, “I may not remember, but I am certain I wouldn’t do something like this…”

Fu Huai’an straightened his back and pulled off his necktie. He started to unbutton his shirt with his long and slender fingers. “How can you be so sure? Drinking makes one brave…”

Lin Nuan couldn’t argue against that and sat there sulking.

“I need to change, Mrs. Fu. Would you be willing to help me change out of this shirt that you bought?” Fu Huai’an said with a smile on his face.

Lin Nuan was about to reject him, but she changed her mind and got up to follow Fu Huai’an into the bedroom.

“Will you be changing into something formal again?” Lin Nuan asked.

“Something casual will do, let’s go for a walk…” Fu Huai’an said.

Lin Nuan helped pick out his clothes and placed them on the bed before reaching out to unbutton his shirt.

She lowered her head, and her slender fingers were agile.

Fu Huai’an lowered his eyes and gazed at Lin Nuan’s fair and delicate facial features, his gaze full of tenderness.

As she unbuttoned his shirt, Lin Nuan took in the battlefield of scars on Fu Huai’an’s body. There were many of various sizes.