Mr Fu, I Really Love You

[Tycoon booking entire theaters for the movie Lin Nuan guest-starred in. He bought all of the advertising screens in Haicheng and confessed to Lin Nuan to stop her from getting married to Fu Huai’an!]

[Tycoon makes a grand confession from overseas! Rumors of a third party trying to barge his way between Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an’s marriage!]

[Lin Nuan unable to withstand tycoon’s strong advances and lavish confession. Is her marriage in trouble?]

[Lin Nuan’s marriage in trouble! Tycoon aggressively wooing her, impending divorce!]

With the rapid speed of the release of the news, it was indeed like the information Fang Yan had received—they were comparing to see which news agency’s headlines were more attention-grabbing and got higher readership.

Fu Huai’an had asked Little Lu to handle that incident of Chu Jiaoyang making a scene in the morning, so there was no eye-catching news that arose from it.

Unexpectedly, Li Muyang pulled this stunt at night!

The minute Fu Huai’an entered the door, he saw his little bride seated on the bed frowning. She was fidgeting with her phone with her head lowered, her pale face illuminated brightly by the phone screen.

“What’s the matter? Why are you frowning?” Fu Huai’an asked.

“Sister Yan just called me and said that Li Muyang wanted to… confess on the advertising screens in the entirety of Haicheng.” Lin Nuan sounded noticeably angry, frowning even harder. She looked so vexed that it seemed like she might just smash her phone at any moment. “And they’re publishing nonsense all over the news!”

Fu Huai’an smiled and wiped his hair with a towel. “Since when do you care so much about what people write about you?”

“I can ignore almost anything, but it’s unacceptable for them to write that we’re getting a divorce!”

Lin Nuan, who was usually calm, was like a kitten with its sharp claws revealed at that moment.

Fu Huai’an’s vision swept over the news headlines on Lin Nuan’s phone. He then sat down on the bed and wiped his hair as he said, “Don’t worry, the advertising screens in Haicheng will display whatever ad they ought to be displaying. The news websites that were in a hurry to write about this after having received some information in advance must be panicking and anxious to remove those articles right now.”

Lin Nuan swiped the news website in doubt, and indeed, all of those news headlines of the tycoon’s confession had been deleted.

That afternoon, Li Muyang was revealed to be the one who had booked all of the screenings of “The Exorcist” in Haicheng. However, Tang Zheng’s subordinate had already been told off for his incompetence, so how could the latter not pay extra attention? How could he really let Li Muyang pull stunts in their territory?

With the towel over her phone, Lin Nuan looked up at Fu Huai’an.

“Mrs. Fu, help wipe my hair!” Fu Huai’an smiled with his deep-set eyes.

Gazing at Fu Huai’an’s handsome features, Lin Nuan was in a glorious mood. “Okay!”

She set down her phone and knelt behind Fu Huai’an while holding the towel, helping him wipe his head of short black hair.

The snow in Haicheng finally stopped before New Year’s Day arrived.

On New Year’s Eve, Haicheng turned sunny, which was a rare sight to see in the city.

Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an, who had moved into their new residence, had slept in different rooms the night before under the insistence of Aunt and Uncle Blessing, as well as Liang Mulan.

Aunt Blessing said that it was inauspicious for newly-weds to see each other the day before the wedding. People were less particular about such customs these days, but it was still a better idea for them to sleep in different rooms in order for them to avoid having bad luck.

Although she had been living with Fu Huai’an for a good while now, Lin Nuan still felt inevitably nervous when she thought about her wedding the next day since it was her first time.

Early that morning, Ji Yun had been brought to the new residence. In order for Ji Yun to not feel uncomfortable in the new environment, Lin Ran came to the new residence with her and was going to stay together with her overnight.

Liang Mulan wanted to act according to custom and accompany her daughter on the last night before she got married. Lin Jingquan had brought over her toiletries and gowns so that she could stay overnight at Lin Nuan’s new residence.

If Old Master Lin and Old Madam Lin didn’t have to attend to the relatives and friends who went to the Lin family mansion according to custom, they would have gone to see their granddaughter’s new residence too.

The new residence was unprecedentedly crowded that night, with even Gu Qingcheng having returned.

The person most elated to see Gu Qingcheng return was none other than Yun Liuli.

Coming out of a black car, the tall and broad Gu Qingcheng wore a medium-long knitted jacket. In order to conceal his injuries, he wore a high-collared navy blue sweater. He appeared solemn and sharp with his cold and tough facial features, giving off a chill vibe that was colder than even this chilly winter.

He looked up and gazed at the new residence that Fu Huai’an had designed for Lin Nuan. Baby blue ribbons were hanging everywhere, and in the distance, it was brightly lit…

The wedding planning company’s staff was working overtime and decorating the wedding venue. Little Lu, who was wearing a thick down jacket, held a walkie-talkie in one hand and a drawing in the other while talking with the director of the wedding planning company about the areas that required adjustments!

The inside of the manor was brightly lit, and servants were walking briskly, busy preparing for the big event tomorrow.

Truck after truck came in through the entrance of the Fu residence that was facing the south mountain. They were carrying fresh ingredients, such as fruits and vegetables, that were needed for tomorrow!

Even the dim sum chefs and cake makers had arrived. They were brought to the kitchen by the servants, where they started to prepare the pastries and cakes to be served tomorrow.

Little Lu had, with the help of attractive remuneration, managed to hire the Chinese cuisine team of Man Jiang Lou, as well as the team of chefs from the renowned French restaurant in Haicheng, Dream.

The chefs of the two restaurants were highly professional. They had come with their own teams in advance to familiarize themselves with the surroundings at the Fu residence, checking to see that the kitchen was fully equipped with everything they needed.

The chefs of the two restaurants divided up the areas in the kitchen where their teams would operate and verified the ingredients they would need, then reminded the Lins’ housekeeper of the ingredients that had to be delivered as fresh as possible the next morning!

It was destined that the Fu residence would have a busy and sleepless night tonight, as everyone was in battle mode, preparing for tomorrow.

Gu Qingcheng surveyed his surroundings with his jet-black eyes and caught sight of Yun Liuli before the windows under the bright and warm lighting.

Their gazes met. Yun Liuli flashed a smile at Gu Qingcheng, then with light and quick footsteps, went running towards the door.

Gu Qingcheng’s breath turned into a ball of fog in the cold air, blurring up the vague warmness in his deep eyes…

As the thin fog dissipated, the expression in Gu Qingcheng’s deep eyes didn’t appear as bland as usual. He pursed his thin lips as he watched his good buddies standing at the door, the smile on his face intensifying.

Lu Jinnan and Fu Huai’an stood at the door with their hands in their pockets, their broad shoulders blocking the glorious view inside the house.

Seeing Tang Zheng and Bai Jinyu go up to hug Gu Qingcheng, the corners of Fu Huai’an’s lips turned up.

Although Gu Qingcheng was the one who had just escaped calamity, the others were also glad, feeling as if they had been the ones to avoid the catastrophe themselves.

Thankfully, Gu Qingcheng was alright!

Thankfully, Gu Qingcheng was standing in one piece, tall and robust like usual!

“Upstairs! Let me check your wound!” Bai Jinyu’s eyes were slightly red.

Gu Qingcheng nodded.

He knew that if he didn’t let Bai Jinyu check his injuries, both Bai Jinyu and Tang Zheng wouldn’t be able to put their hearts at ease.

Yun Liuli ran down the stairs but stopped behind Fu Huai’an and Lu Jinnan. She clenched her petite hands by her sides, and her chest was heaving up and down violently.

She wanted to run into Gu Qingcheng’s arms like she usually did, but with his good friends there, Yun Liuli could only halt in her footsteps.

Her bright and clean eyes were fixed upon Gu Qingcheng. He walked to the entrance while joking with Tang Zheng and Bai Jinyu and talking with Fu Huai’an and Lu Jinnan. He didn’t even glance at her with his peripheral vision.

“My daughter is playing with Tuan Tuan upstairs! I’ll introduce you in a while. Her name is Little Candy!” When Tang Zheng mentioned Little Candy, he only felt that his little kindergarten gang leader of a daughter… was a sweet punishment.