Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Fu Huai\'an and Gu Qingcheng had known each other for many years. What Gu Qingcheng was thinking… Fu Huai\'an understood.

However, May Myint Yady was after him. Fu Huai\'an was afraid that this matter would implicate Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng didn\'t hear Fu Huai\'an say anything for a while, and he lowered his voice. "Old Fu…"

"May Myint Yady is after me. She wants to seek revenge. Why don\'t we make use of this matter to bring you out of this…"

"Old Fu!" Gu Qingcheng cut Fu Huai\'an off. "You\'ve already gotten yourself out of this place cleanly! Now, May Myint Yady is only trying to vent and take revenge on an individual basis. However, if you come out… you won\'t be able to conceal your identity! It\'d be fine if you were by yourself, but what about Tuan Tuan? What about Lin Nuan? Old Fu, I\'m unlike you. Other than Yun Liuli, I don\'t have any other worries. Yun Liuli doesn\'t have any worries either! You and Lin Nuan both have too many people you\'re concerned about…"

Fu Huai\'an pursed his lips and didn\'t say anything, but a layer of frost covered his cold face.

After hanging up the call, Fu Huai\'an subconsciously wanted to reach for his cigarettes and have a smoke. However, he turned and realized that this wasn\'t his study in Nanshan, thus there weren\'t any cigarettes in the drawer.

When Lin Nuan came out of the steaming bathroom, Fu Huai\'an was leaning against the side of the desk, holding one arm with the other hand, smoking.

Lin Nuan was drying her hair, but her hands paused as she looked at Fu Huai\'an. "Why are you smoking again?"

The cigarette in Fu Huai\'an\'s hand looked like it hadn\'t been lit for long, and there wasn\'t much of a cigarette smell in the room yet either.

The pack of cigarettes was something a servant had just gone out to purchase.

Puffing out smoke, Fu Huai\'an put out the remaining half of the cigarette and beckoned Lin Nuan…

Lin Nuan\'s long and wet hair draped down as she walked up to Fu Huai\'an. She didn\'t keep a stone face or get mad at him. She merely wrapped her arms around Fu Huai\'an\'s slender waist, looked up at him, and asked, "Is it really hard to quit smoking?"

Fu Huai\'an\'s big hand, which was scorching and had distinct joints, tucked Lin Nuan\'s wet hair behind her ears as he asked, "You\'ve been learning to use a gun from You Nainai recently. How has it been?"

Lin Nuan probably hadn\'t expected Fu Huai\'an to suddenly ask about this. She confessed, "Nainai said that one\'s accuracy is trained through spamming bullets. I seem to still be very far off…"

"You Nainai said that you were the one who wanted to learn. To what degree do you want to learn it?" A faint smile curled up on Fu Huai\'an\'s lips as he looked at Lin Nuan calmly.

Lin Nuan lowered her head, gave it some thought, then looked up at Fu Huai\'an and said, "I want to learn until I can protect myself and not be a burden to you! I want to learn to the extent where, if the situation is like it was when you were bent on going to Dubai, you won\'t be able to refuse me if I want to go!"

Fu Huai\'an couldn\'t hide the warmth in the depths of his eyes. He knew the reason a frail young lady like Lin Nuan wanted to pick up a gun was because of him. However, when those words came out of her mouth, he still felt a mixture of emotions.

"Then, we\'ll change the teacher! I\'ll teach you!" Fu Huai\'an wrapped one arm around Lin Nuan\'s slender waist and took the towel that Lin Nuan was drying her hair with. He dried her hair while saying, "I\'ll train with you for two hours every night. Will you be able to persevere?"

Fu Huai\'an didn\'t use much force. He dried Lin Nuan\'s long, wet hair gently, looking toward her while waiting for her reply.

A sharp sense struck Lin Nuan\'s heart, and her body tensed up as well. She grabbed Fu Huai\'an\'s firm and strong wrist, stopping his action of drying her hair. "Did something happen?"

Fu Huai\'an paused, his throat rolling a little as he put the towel on the desk and said, "Yun Liuli will be here tomorrow. Some of the people who were originally protecting you will have to be sent to protect Yun Liuli. I don\'t feel assured with fewer people protecting you!"

"So, you hope that I\'ll be able to protect myself?" Lin Nuan asked.

Fu Huai\'an nodded.

Lin Nuan heaved a sigh of relief and said, almost with no hesitation, "Alright. In the future, I\'ll practice with Nainai during the day and then secretly learn from you at night…"

Lin Nuan had just said this when she frowned. "But I thought that the shooting range closed at 6 pm? How do we practice secretly at night?"

"You\'ll find out tomorrow night. You\'d better rest earlier tonight!"

Fu Huai\'an straightened up, held Lin Nuan\'s lean shoulders, and sat her down in the chair. He then took the hairdryer to blow her hair.

After Lin Nuan\'s hair was dried, she turned to look at Fu Huai\'an, who was rolling up the hairdryer\'s long cord. She saw that his computer screen was still lit up, and it was still the same English document she had seen earlier. She rested an arm on the desk, propped her face, and said in a soft voice, "Mr. Fu, let\'s go and rest together!"

"I still have some work! You can sleep first after putting the hairdryer back…" Fu Huai\'an handed the hairdryer to Lin Nuan after rolling up the cord.

Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.

She was clearly making a move on Fu Huai\'an. Did he not understand?

Fu Huai\'an was supposed to be a tactful man who would occasionally twist her words around when she was speaking normally. However, he was acting so seriously at the moment.

Lin Nuan didn\'t move. She just sat in the chair and didn\'t put her hand out to take the hairdryer from Fu Huai\'an. She looked at him with moisture in her eyes, making him feel as if a kitten\'s soft claws had scratched his heart. It brought up some emotions from the depth of his heart.

Fu Huai\'an placed the hairdryer on the desk. He bent over and grabbed the chair\'s armrest, turning Lin Nuan to face him with one hand on the side of the desk. He intentionally lowered his voice, and at that distance, the intimate atmosphere rose…

He said, "At a later time… I\'ll make up everything that I owe you. It\'s true that I\'ve been too busy recently!"

Lin Nuan\'s ears flushed, and she bit her lip. Her gaze was evasive as she picked up the hairdryer on the desk. "Excuse me!"

When Fu Huai\'an saw Lin Nuan\'s embarrassed expression, he didn\'t make things hard for her like he usually would. He straightened his body, allowing Lin Nuan to pass.

Lin Nuan had no idea for how long Fu Huai\'an needed to work. She put the hairdryer in the bathroom, and when she came out, she saw Fu Huai\'an seated in front of the desk, browsing through his emails. She casually picked up a book, leaned against the headboard of the bed, and flipped through the book while waiting for Fu Huai\'an so that they could go to bed together…

Time passed by very quickly. Lin Nuan yawned a few times, and she saw that Fu Huai\'an didn\'t seem to be planning on resting at all.

Lin Nuan\'s eyelids felt heavy. She closed the book and put it aside. Since she was afraid that she\'d disturb Fu Huai\'an\'s work, she didn\'t say anything to him. She just switched off the bedside lamp and laid down gently.

Afraid of disturbing Lin Nuan\'s sleep, Fu Huai\'an only left a small warm desk lamp on…