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  Lin Nuan finally found an opportunity to use the phrase, “say one thing but think another”!

  “Regarding your birth mother’s matter, I have already handled it. I plan to send her to the Qing Mingshan villa and arrange for three nurses to take care of her in rotation. It will be convenient for you if you want to head over. It’s got to be better than a mental facility. What do you think?” Fu Huai’an asked Lin Nuan.

  Lin Nuan’s hand froze as she was about to send the cake to her mouth. Only after a moment did she place it inside her mouth.

  “It’s fine if you want to live together, it’s just…”


  Fu Huai’an halted in his speech, afraid of rubbing salt in Lin Nuan’s wound.

  “I get what you mean! I think your arrangement is great, also… there’s Tuan Tuan at home. It’s not so good if Tuan Tuan comes to know this!”


  Lin Nuan felt that the cream cake in her mouth was a little greasy and bland.

  “Although her condition is peaceful now, no one knows if she will lose control of her emotions at any moment. It would be terrible if Tuan Tuan got hurt then!”


  Lin Nuan held the spoon in her hand. After swallowing all the cream in her mouth, she turned her head and gazed at Fu Huai’an. “Your arrangement is excellent! I’m grateful to you!”


  “Those words of gratitude, leave them for the bed!”


  Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.

  Did this person have to be so straightforward?

  The lingering taste of cream in her mouth seemed to turn rich all of a sudden.

  Lin Nuan cut a mouthful with her fork and sent it to Fu Huai’an’s lips…


  Smelling the aroma of the cream, Fu Huai’an lowered his gaze and took a glance at it, then stared ahead again. “I don’t like sweet stuff, you eat it yourself!”


  “Showing my gratitude to you!” Lin Nuan gently waved it under Fu Huai’an’s nose. The aroma of the cream entered Fu Huai’an’s nostrils.

  Fu Huai’an suddenly smiled. “If you’re willing to deliver the cream cake to my mouth using something else, I’m very willing to eat a few mouthfuls.”


  “There?” Lin Nuan asked subconsciously.

  Fu Huai’an turned his head and glanced at Lin Nuan, suddenly feeling that his little bride was kind of endearingly silly and adorable.

  “Such as…” Fu Huai’an had one hand on the steering wheel as his other large hand pointed at his heart.

  Lin Nuan retracted her hand and covered her chest with one hand, blushing from her neck all the way up to her ears. “Fu Huai’an, aren’t you annoying!”


  “Mrs. Fu’s gratitude is only lip service!” Fu Huai’an narrowed his eyes as he stared ahead, seemingly in a jovial mood as he teased his shy little bride.

  Although Lin Nuan was already red in the face and ears, she deliberately sulked. “Am I not feeding you cake?”


  Hearing Lin Nuan try to sound tough, Fu Huai’an couldn’t stop himself from laughing softly.

  Lin Nuan apparently misunderstood Fu Huai’an’s laughter and turned even redder.

  She had been feeling vexed by Lu Qili and Chu Xun, but after Fu Huai’an’s teasing, those emotions had silently dissipated…


  …


  Back at Tianfu Bay…


  Fu Huai’an carried Lin Nuan into the room and hooked the door shut with his leg.

  A loud thud resulted, startling Lin Nuan and making her slap Fu Huai’an hard on the shoulder…


  “Be softer! That was so loud, what if we wake up Tuan Tuan!”


  Fu Huai’an kicked away his leather shoes and stood frozen at the entrance for a while. It was very quiet in the house; it didn’t seem like Tuan Tuan was woken up by the noise.

  Only the fat cat, who had originally been sound asleep, stirred. Its ears moved a little, and it looked up, its eyes appearing particularly clear in the night.

  Seeing its master and mistress return, the fat cat stretched lazily and scooted out from the cage. It nimbly hopped onto the coffee table, followed by the sofa, before jumping back onto the ground and jogging to the entrance, meowing.

  The fat cat ran to a spot near Fu Huai’an, squatted down, then looked up at its master who was carrying its mistress in a horizontal fashion. The cat tiredly opened its mouth and licked its nose before getting up and curling its tail as it rubbed its body against Fu Huai’an’s pants, making a comfortable gurgling sound.

  Fu Huai’an’s thoughts were all on Lin Nuan, and he couldn’t be bothered with the fat cat. Hearing no movement from upstairs, he immediately carried Lin Nuan up.

  When Fu Huai’an raised his leg, the fat cat lost its support and shakily stumbled two steps forward. Seeing its master take long strides up the stairs, the fat cat shook its head, hurriedly following behind on its stumpy little legs.

  Lin Nuan was nervous as her arms circled Fu Huai’an’s neck, her heart rate escalating immensely.

  Upstairs, the fat cat had wanted to follow Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan into the bedroom, but it was removed from the room by Fu Huai’an’s leg.

  In a bid to get Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an to open the door, the fat cat leaned its paws against the door, lowering its head and meowing.

  Seeing that no one was opening the door, the fat cat meowed in protest as it clawed against the door with all its might.

  Suddenly hearing a thud on the door, the fat cat promptly retracted its claws. Sulking, it ran two steps towards the stairs. It then stopped and turned its head to look at the shut door, looking as if it was planning to scoot away cleverly should someone open the door.

  In the darkness, the entire villa was extremely quiet.

  Lin Nuan was pressed against the door as the heavily breathing Fu Huai’an aggressively kissed her lips. He nimbly removed his suit jacket, and his large hand then went under Lin Nuan’s jacket…


  The watch that he didn’t get the chance to remove felt so cold to the touch that Lin Nuan let out a soft gasp.

  She stood on tiptoes and tightly circled her arms around Fu Huai’an’s neck, closing her eyes in the darkness and reciprocating Fu Huai’an’s gesture with all her passion.

  Fu Huai’an had one hand around Lin Nuan’s slim waist; underneath his palm was Lin Nuan’s firm and smooth curves, almost driving Fu Huai’an crazy.

  As the jacket was unbuttoned and slipped to the floor, Lin Nuan was lifted off her feet.

  Fu Huai’an walked two steps towards the bed, then suddenly stopped to ask Lin Nuan, “Do you want cream cake?”


  Lin Nuan glared at Fu Huai’an. In the darkness, Fu Huai’an smiled, then knelt on one knee by the bed and placed her upon it. His left hand was propped by Lin Nuan’s side, his right hand pulling out his shirt, which was held within his belt. His large hand nimbly unbuttoned his shirt as he lowered his head and kissed Lin Nuan, unable to resist.

  The bit of stubble that had grown out on Fu Huai’an’s chin made Lin Nuan feel a little prickly as they kissed…


  Sensing the man’s large hand lift the bottom of her sweater, Lin Nuan cooperatively raised her arms. Their lips parted momentarily while her head was coming out of the sweater. As the sweater landed on the ground, the duo’s lips glued together again.

  Underneath the sweater, Lin Nuan was wearing a racerback tank top; it had a plunging neckline…


  With the delicate and wonderful sight of her chest in view, Fu Huai’an let go of Lin Nuan’s lips once again, his throat slightly vibrating as he frowned and asked, “Why are you wearing so much?”


  Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.

  It was so cold today, couldn’t she wear a bit more?

  What’s more, Lin Nuan was wearing a wide-collared sweater. If she didn’t wear a tank top, after removing her jacket, the collar could slip at any moment to reveal the bra strap underneath—would that be a pretty sight?

  That night, Fu Huai’an was probably trying to use his body to tell Lin Nuan that his heart and liver belonged to her. Because of that, he went a little overboard, to the point that they likely couldn’t continue to sleep on the large bed. Fu Huai’an could only carry Lin Nuan over to rest in the guest room after they were done washing up.