Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Lin Nuan walked out from her apartment building and saw a car coming to a stop suddenly. Wen Moshen alighted from the car. He was still decked in his wedding attire, and he had only removed his suit jacket.

Lin Nuan was taken aback.

Wen Moshen gazed at the elegant and graceful Lin Nuan standing on the steps of the building entrance. She donned a light colored one-piece dress with a three-quarter sleeved tweed jacket. On her slender, fair wrist, she was wearing a white ceramic bracelet watch and carrying a shoulder bag. She wore high heels, and her long flowy hair hung loosely.

There was a sudden breeze, and Lin Nuan reached out to tuck her flyaway hair behind her ears. She looked at Wen Moshen, smiled lightly, and said, “Moshen, why are you here?”

Wen Moshen had beat several red lights to get there. There was so much he wanted to say. He wanted to tell her not to get the marriage certificate and that he loved her!

But as he looked at her delicate features outlined by the sun’s rays, he choked on his words and couldn’t utter a single word.

Do you intend to stop Lin Nuan? Will you be in time? Are you deserving of it? Wen Moshen… You’re already married!

Bai Xiaonian’s words cut through him like a sharp blade, he was hurt, and his wounds were oozing with blood.

Even though they hadn’t collected their wedding certificate, he and Gu Hanyan had already gone through the ceremony.

There had been a distance between them, a chasm, but it had become much more than just a chasm.

Wen Moshen was heartbroken and couldn’t get a grip on his emotions, and tears welled up in his eyes as he said, “I…”

“Mama!”

Wen Moshen was about to speak when he saw a small figure alight from a car. The child struggled to break free of the adult’s grip and ran towards Lin Nuan happily, clutching a rose in his hand.

Lin Nuan was slightly shocked to see Tuan Tuan. She reckoned that Fu Huai’an was somewhere nearby and she panicked. She looked towards the direction that Tuan Tuan was running from, afraid that Fu Huai’an would misunderstand the situation.

The rear door of the black car opened, and Fu Huai’an bent down and stepped out of the car. Lin Nuan couldn’t help but be drawn to the sight of Fu Huai’an.

Under the sunlight, the tall and statuesque Fu Huai’an was wearing a bright white shirt without a tie and a royal blue suit. He looked dignified and exuded a powerful presence. He buttoned his suit with his large hands and strolled over.

Lin Nuan clutched her bag, her heart racing.

Tuan Tuan had been sitting in the back seat of the car, waiting obediently for Lin Nuan. But the moment he spotted her, Lin Nuan was stopped in her tracks by the uncle in white.

Seeing that his Papa didn’t react, Tuan Tuan was anxious to help his Mama. Without asking for his Papa’s permission, he had pushed open the car door hurriedly, scrambled out of the car, and dashed towards his Mama.

“Mama!”

Tuan Tuan hugged Lin Nuan’s legs tightly and looked up at her, raising his pudgy hands high. “Mama… this flower, for you!”

Wen Moshen was surprised and stunned to see a child hugging Lin Nuan and calling her ‘Mama’. He exclaimed loudly without thinking, “When did you have a son?”

Tuan Tuan didn’t release his grip on Lin Nuan. He turned and looked at Wen Moshen, who had suddenly raised his voice at her. Tuan Tuan was frightened, but he pointed his finger bravely at Wen Moshen and said, “How dare you be so fierce to my Mama! You are hateful!”

Lin Nuan bent down to carry Tuan Tuan up by his arms. She smiled and replied, “Yes… I have a son!”

Lin Nuan wasn’t willing to clarify and explain the relationship in detail to Wen Moshen in the presence of Tuan Tuan, for fear of hurting the child.

The moment Lin Nuan carried Tuan Tuan in her arms, she had formed a bond and affinity with the child—she was Tuan Tuan’s mother! She was his mother then… and forever.