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  “Second Young Master Wen…” The corners of Fu Huai’an’s lips turned up as he nodded at Wen Moshi.

  Wen Moshi stared at the suited Fu Huai’an. His shirt was tucked into his suit trousers. He wasn’t wearing a tie, his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his suit jacket wasn’t buttoned up either. It was obviously a casual way of dressing up, but it had the effect of enhancing Fu Huai’an’s sophisticated demeanor. His deep-set facial features gave off an imposing aura even if he didn’t look angry.

  Wen Moshi felt his scalp tighten for no reason, fear welling up within him. He nodded. “President Fu!”


  Fu Huai’an nodded, his dark and deep eyes looking past Wen Moshi at the obviously angry Lin Nuan. He extended a hand to her and said in a gentle tone, “Let’s go…”


  Lin Nuan grabbed Fu Huai’an’s large hand and said to Wen Moshi, “I’ll get going first!”


  Wen Moshi nodded. When Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an disappeared from his vision, he recalled he was here to discuss a collaboration with Young Master Mu. Now that the latter was hospitalized, who could he discuss it with? What was going to happen to the partnership between the Wens and the Mus?

  Wen Moshi felt his head ache as he rubbed his temples. The kick he got out of seeing Fu Huai’an destroy Young Master Mu just now evaporated, only to be replaced by a heavy sensation in his heart.

  …


  On the way back to the suite, Fu Huai’an was gripping tightly onto Lin Nuan’s petite hand. His face was grim, clearly unhappy.

  “You weren’t here, so I decided to come out for a breather and give Song Yao and Cen Mo some private space. I didn’t expect I’d run into Wen Moshi…” Lin Nuan explained.

  Fu Huai’an halted in his steps and turned his head to look at Lin Nuan.

  “If you’re mad at this, shouldn’t I also be mad at seeing you and Chu Xun appear in the same elevator?”


  Lin Nuan was clearly making use of this opportunity to bring up that incident; how could Fu Huai’an not realize this?

  Fu Huai’an’s expression didn’t calm down because of what she said. “If I hadn’t arrived in time just now, what would happen after you hit that Young Master Mu? Do you think that Wen Moshi would be able to stop that tall and burly Young Master Mu?”


  Lin Nuan’s lips slightly parted. It seemed like she was being narrow-minded…


  Fu Huai’an was angry, not because Lin Nuan had appeared together with Wen Moshi, but because Lin Nuan didn’t consider her own safety. That was a balcony; if they were to get into a tussle up there, never mind if someone else fell down, but what if that person was Lin Nuan?

  Even though the possibility of that happening was slim, the moment Fu Huai’an thought that there was a possibility of that happening, his scalp went numb.

  “I couldn’t tolerate hearing him insult you!” Lin Nuan was frowning.

  “Would I lose anything by getting insulted by him? You were standing at a balcony, and furthermore, you’re a woman. If you were to get physical, you would be the one to lose out! How old are you! Why are you not able to weigh the consequences of things?”


  Fu Huai’an was infuriated, so his voice was inevitably louder.

  Lin Nuan’s eyes had turned red. All the pent-up anger in her heart seemed to have finally found an exit and gushed out of the cage with all its might; she couldn’t hold back those bad emotions.

  She wanted to retract her hand from Fu Huai’an’s palms, but Fu Huai’an refused to let her, gripping it more forcefully, so much so that Lin Nuan felt her hand ache.

  “It hurts!” Lin Nuan bit her lower lip as she glared at Fu Huai’an.

  Fu Huai’an’s expression remained dark, and he didn’t loosen his grip just because Lin Nuan said it hurt. His deep eyes were full of seriousness. “Lin Nuan, remember this! In the future, regardless of whether it’s a trivial matter like someone insulting me, or… even if someone hits me in your presence, you aren’t to act recklessly! Control your temper and protect yourself well—that’s the number one priority!”


  Lin Nuan glowered at Fu Huai’an and didn’t utter a word.

  “Do you hear me?” Fu Huai’an looked very angry.

  “Ok!” Lin Nuan’s chest was heaving up and down violently, and speaking in a louder voice than Fu Huai’an’s, she said, “In the future, regardless of whether someone insults you in front of me or hits you! I’m not going to care! Even if someone points a gun at your brain, I’ll snatch the gun and point it at your head, asking if I can be spared if you’re shot to death!”


  Fu Huai’an forcefully pulled Lin Nuan to himself.

  Lin Nuan’s wrist felt like it was about to snap from Fu Huai’an’s grip. Her petite fist pounded on Fu Huai’an’s chest as she glared at him.

  Originally, she thought Fu Huai’an was angry too, but Fu Huai’an said this instead, “Remember what you said today! Make sure to engrave these words upon your heart!”


  “Let go of me!” Lin Nuan’s brows furrowed even deeper.

  Only then did Fu Huai’an loosen his grip a little, but he didn’t completely let go of Lin Nuan’s wrist…


  Raising Lin Nuan’s wrist, Fu Huai’an saw that there was a visible patch of red on it.

  Lin Nuan was fair to begin with, and a little knock would leave a red imprint that wouldn’t go away for a long time, much less being held in such a forceful grip for such a long time.

  “Does it hurt?” Fu Huai’an only knew to feel for her then.

  Lin Nuan was fuming inside, so she wanted to retract her arm without making a sound. Her eyes reddened.

  Fu Huai’an held Lin Nuan’s hand in a death grip and refused to let her pull it away as she wished to. His magnetic and rich voice became gentler as he said, “There’s nothing more important to me than your safety. In the future, if you hear something like this, just pretend you didn’t hear it…”


  “Then why did you not ignore those attacks on me on the internet? I don’t care anyway!” Lin Nuan looked up and rebutted.

  This made Fu Huai’an’s heart ache.

  Fu Huai’an frowned. “I’m a man! It’s only right that I protect my woman!”


  “I’m a woman! Why should I allow trash like that to insult my man? Why can’t I flare up and hit him to protect my man’s dignity? So what if I’m no match for him? This is the Night Palace’s territory! I don’t believe those surveillance cameras are there for decoration purposes. They wouldn’t dare let me be beaten here! Tomorrow, I would expose the Night Palace for being involved in vice activities! Based on my popularity now, I don’t believe the Night Palace dares to!”


  Lin Nuan was rarely so domineering and sharp-tongued.

  With all the anger accumulated from today, combined with Fu Huai’an being insulted, Lin Nuan could no longer stay cool-headed.

  Fu Huai’an was rendered speechless.

  Seeing Lin Nuan’s chest heave up and down violently, her petite face so mad it was red all over, Fu Huai’an couldn’t bring himself to tell Lin Nuan… if she were to spout nonsense about the Night Palace being involved in vice activities, she would, in fact, be stabbing her husband in the back with a knife!

  The Night Palace had nothing to do with Fu Huai’an on the surface…


  But this was indeed Fu Huai’an’s territory!

  Fu Huai’an couldn’t deny that the sentence “why can’t I flare up and hit him to protect my man’s dignity!” had successfully pleased him.

  Fu Huai’an’s anger dissipated a great deal because of Lin Nuan’s reddened wrists earlier; now, his entire heart was softened. He sighed. “Is my dignity that important to you?”


  Lin Nuan glared at Fu Huai’an. “Not important! So, in the future, if other people scold you, I’ll be sure to join them in the scolding!”


  Lin Nuan’s mannerisms tickled fu Huai’an. He rarely ever saw Lin Nuan get so exasperated and throw a tantrum like this—so cute!