Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Lin Nuan then hung up the phone. After blocking Chu Jiaoyang’s number, she changed the setting to refuse all calls from unknown numbers.

“I feel that there’s really a problem with the way the Chus teach their kids. She’s not even as sensible as our Tuan Tuan, constantly thinking that everyone in the world ought to spoil her and let her have her way!” Lin Nuan slipped her phone into her bag as she spoke.

“You said something that was especially right…” Fu Huai’an turned his head and gazed at Lin Nuan.

“What?”

“The thing Fu Huai’an’s wife lacks the least is money!” Fu Huai’an’s eyes twinkled with a smile.

After Jiang Ming’an and Lu Xiangsi died in 2014, Fu Huai’an had a strong desire for money and power. Later, after his net worth became so high that it was incalculable, those desires lessened. Money, to Fu Huai’an, was but some numbers!

But today, hearing Lin Nuan say this, Fu Huai’an felt very proud for some reason.

Lin Nuan’s ears turned red. She held back the urge and waited until they got out of the car to grab Fu Huai’an’s hand and say softly, “Actually, there’s another thing that Fu Huai’an’s wife lacks the least in this world…”

Fu Huai’an closed the car door with the back of his hand and asked Lin Nuan with a smile, “What is it?”

Lin Nuan said very, very softly, “Love…”

“Mm!” Fu Huai’an nodded in mock seriousness. Holding back the urge to smile, he propped one hand against the roof of the car and bent over, saying to Lin Nuan, “Then I’ll definitely do my best. Apart from those few days every month, I’ll let you bask in love every day…”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Lin Nuan pinched Fu Huai’an on his waist and glared at him with her flushed face. “You know that’s not what I mean!”

Seeing this, Little Lu quickly tugged at the chauffeur’s arm and left, leaving a private space for Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an.

Fu Huai’an tugged at his tie with his slim and long fingers, allowing his tie to hang loosely under his stiff collar, edging his handsome features closer to Lin Nuan. “Then what did you mean?”

Fu Huai’an’s smile was a little rogue-ish, making Lin Nuan’s heart rate accelerate.

Lin Nuan bit her lip, her ears turning red too…

“Mama!”

Hearing Tuan Tuan’s voice, Lin Nuan quickly turned around. The little one had run out of the house and was holding a lego block in his hand…

Seeing that Papa and Mama were both there, Tuan Tuan was elated. He ran over and pounced onto Lin Nuan’s leg, constantly calling out “Mama”.

When meeting Tuan Tuan’s bright black eyes, because of Fu Huai’an’s dirty talk earlier, Lin Nuan was feeling a little sheepish. She bent over and had just lifted Tuan Tuan up when Fu Huai’an took him with one arm. The little one circled his arm around Fu Huai’an’s neck and called out, “Papa!”

“Mm!” Fu Huai’an nodded.

“Mama!” Tuan Tuan flashed Lin Nuan a vibrant smile.

“Mama is here!” Lin Nuan reached out to wipe away the food crumbs on the little fellow’s face.

Tuan Tuan was overjoyed. He was no longer jealous of Papa for fetching Mama secretly because Aunt said… when Papa and Mama had time to interact alone, they would be able to work hard to give Tuan Tuan a younger brother or sister. Aunt said… it was like how Tuan Tuan needed to focus when he was trying to create an especially perfect drawing—they couldn’t be disturbed, and it must be completed when Papa and Mama were alone together!

Aunt even said that it was because Papa and Mama had such a perfect product like Tuan Tuan that they had to work hard to create an equally perfect younger brother or sister for him!

In that case, Tuan Tuan was very willing to give Papa and Mama time to interact. That way… Tuan Tuan would get a younger brother or sister as he had wanted!

Song Yao stood at the door. Seeing the interactions among the family of three, she couldn’t help placing a hand on her tummy, truly hoping that her and Cen Mo’s child would turn out as cute as Tuan Tuan.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Song Yao felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see that Cen Mo had appeared by her side.

Cen Mo circled his arm around Song Yao’s waist and held the petite hand Song Yao had placed over her tummy. “It’s going to rain soon, and it’ll be windy. Put on a jacket before coming out!”

By the time he put a jacket on Song Yao, Lin Nuan and her family had already walked over. Cen Mo retracted his hands and stuck them in his pockets, then beamed at Tuan Tuan.

“Uncle!” Tuan Tuan addressed Cen Mo.

Hearing Tuan Tuan’s soft and cute voice, Cen Mo smiled.

Lin Nuan glanced at Cen Mo, then raised a hand to tug at Fu Huai’an’s arm. “You take Tuan Tuan in first, I have something to say to Cen Mo…”

Hearing this, Song Yao turned around and said to Cen Mo, “I’ll go in and brew you guys some tea…”

“Okay! You’re pregnant now, so remember not to drink tea yourself. Drink some fruit tea…” Cen Mo reminded Song Yao.

Song Yao nodded. “Don’t worry, I know!”

Seeing Fu Huai’an leave with the child and Song Yao leaving too, Lin Nuan stood beside Cen Mo and laughed, her vision following Fu Huai’an and Tuan Tuan. “Life is really too short! In the blink of an eye, I grew up, and in the blink of an eye, I met my lover. In another blink of an eye, Tuan Tuan might be all grown up. He too will meet a girl he likes and live blissfully with her, then get married and have his own child and watch his child grow up!”

Cen Mo nodded in agreement, then looked at Lin Nuan. “So?”

“So, the time we have with our lover is really too short!” Lin Nuan retracted her gaze and looked at Cen Mo. “So why waste your time on hating someone? Why should those incorrigible people occupy our precious time? Our limited time should be reserved for those we care about… those we love! Or else, when we reach the end of our life, or when our lover is no longer by our side, it’ll be too late for regrets!”

Cen Mo seemed to be pondering Lin Nuan’s words seriously. His gaze was lowered, and his brows were furrowed…

“It might not be pleasant to the ears, but none of us know between an accident and tomorrow which one will come first! Then why not try our best to love those we love while we’re alive, to make use of this time to do something we love?”

Cen Mo looked up, his eyes meeting Lin Nuan’s clear and clean ones. She said, “Basking yourself in hatred towards a person, isn’t… isn’t that too good a deal for the person you hate! Why should someone we hate occupy so much of our limited time? Won’t our lover suffer a loss?”

Although Cen Mo had no idea where Lin Nuan’s logic came from, he felt it made sense for some reason. He looked at Lin Nuan’s smiley face with both hands in pockets and nodded.

Song Yao came out with brewed tea. She subconsciously glanced in the direction Lin Nuan and Cen Mo were standing. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be smiling, Song Yao was in a great mood too.

“Tea is here!” Song Yao called out.

Cen Mo turned around, and his eyes met Song Yao’s big eyes that twinkled with a smile. She bent over and placed the tea on the coffee table, her silk-like long hair slipping down her shoulders. Song Yao raised a hand to curl her long hair behind an ear, then straightened her body and smiled at him. Her skin was so fair that it glowed, and she looked beautiful, like an angel who fell from heaven.