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  Auntie Li wiped her hands against her apron and smiled as she sighed. Children needed to be with their mothers. After being reunited with his mother, Tuan Tuan appeared so much more cheerful!

  In fact, it wasn’t just Tuan Tuan—even Fu Huai’an. Auntie Li felt that something about him had changed.

  In the past, Fu Huai’an gave off a high-and-mighty feeling to others; there was a sense of distance about him that made him appear cold. Now, Fu Huai’an’s eyes twinkled with a smile when he was at home, and he no longer seemed as otherworldly as he did in the past.

  This was great!

  Auntie Li beamed. After calling out to the cat, she turned around and walked into the house.

  …


  Lin Nuan had thought that Uncle Hu would leave right after sending them to the airport, but he directly drove the car into the airport…


  The surprised Lin Nuan turned her head towards Fu Huai’an. Fu Huai’an had one hand on Tuan Tuan, who was kneeling on his legs and staring out the window, whilst his other hand was holding a phone to his ear.

  “Right, you didn’t hear me wrong. During this time, everyone working in the President’s Office will have paid leave…” There was a smile in Fu Huai’an’s tone. “All these years, I have never taken a vacation, and neither have all of you. Regardless of whether you choose to take a holiday overseas or what, you may claim all of the expenses with Assistant Lu when you get back.”


  The car stopped. Lin Nuan could see a person running over in the distance—it was Fu Huai’an’s assistant, Little Lu.

  Little Lu pulled open Lin Nuan’s door and smiled as he nodded at her. “Mrs. Fu!”


  Lin Nuan got out of the car and saw that Little Lu wasn’t wearing a suit. He was wearing a white shirt inside a dark blue cashmere sweater, and he also wore a pair of light tan casual pants. Lin Nuan asked, “Little Lu, are you coming along?”


  The wind at the airport was strong, almost drowning out Lin Nuan’s voice.

  Lin Nuan tightened the shawl around her. The tweed cap on her head was blown off by the wind, and her jet-black hair was flying about.

  Little Lu reached out to catch it but didn’t succeed, so he hurriedly went after it.

  Lin Nuan narrowed her eyes. When Little Lu came jogging back with her black tweed cap, she took it from him and thanked him. Then, once again, she asked Little Lu whether he was going with them.

  Little Lu nodded, replying in a loud voice, “Yes, Mrs. Fu. Mr. Fu instructed me to come along, mainly to take care of Tuan Tuan!”


  Lin Nuan tucked her hair behind her ear and shouted back, “Thanks for the hard work!”


  “Don’t mention it!”


  In front of Lin Nuan’s eyes was a huge plane with a private logo, one Tuan Tuan appeared to be familiar with. After getting out of the car, he bounced towards the private jet. But after jogging a few steps, Tuan Tuan remembered there was Lin Nuan, so he bounced back and grabbed hold of her, pointing towards the plane. “Mama! Go…”


  The pilot came down the stairs of the plane. After addressing Fu Huai’an, he went to help Uncle Hu with the luggage.

  Fu Huai’an took Lin Nuan’s petite hand and said, “Let’s go…”


  Only after getting onto the plane did Lin Nuan know that this was Fu Huai’an’s private plane.

  Little Lu said that Fu Huai’an didn’t normally use it, only when he went overseas.

  Lin Nuan hadn’t thought much when she saw the exterior of the large private plane, but once she entered the plane, she recalled a piece of news from four or five years ago…


  FSL Airlines had revamped an entire wide-bodied passenger plane, and its interior was extremely lavish. There were bedrooms as spacious and high-end as hotel rooms within—complete with a dressing room, shower, and even a bathtub! The most impressive thing about that plane was that it was able to travel a long distance—from North America to their country—without needing to refuel the tank.

  Some media outlets had reported that a mysterious billionaire purchased the plane at a price of more than 300 million USD and that it had appeared in an American airport. As for which billionaire purchased it, there were all sorts of speculations.

  At that time, Fu Huai’an should have been in America…


  The media had always said that Fu Huai’an’s net worth was a mystery; come to think of it, it was indeed something of a mystery.

  …


  Lin Nuan and Tuan Tuan stayed in the lounge, while Fu Huai’an went to the office inside the cabin, saying he had some things to handle.

  Lin Nuan nodded and told Fu Huai’an not to worry about her and Tuan Tuan.

  She placed her shawl on the armrest of the comfortable sofa and removed her coat, then kneeled down and helped Tuan Tuan remove his little jacket.

  “Mrs. Fu, the journey to Dubai will take four hours. I hope your family of three will have an enjoyable journey!” The pilot returned to the cockpit after courteously saying this to Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan.

  After taking off and stabilizing, Tuan Tuan sprawled his things out on the coffee table and started drawing. Lin Nuan adjusted the genuine leather seat and leaned against the window, shutting her eyes to get some rest. Lin Nuan was tormented by Fu Huai’an for the entire night and didn’t get proper rest. Now that she was on the plane, she could feel her sleepiness setting in.

  When Fu Huai’an came out, Tuan Tuan was already lying down asleep on the sofa under Little Lu’s care. Little Lu had buckled the seatbelt for him and covered him with a blanket. He was now bent over the coffee table, arranging the drawing tools that Tuan Tuan had laid out on it.

  Fu Huai’an saw that Lin Nuan had earphones in her ears and was sound asleep with her eyes closed. He walked over to her, bent down, and gently caressed her head.

  Lin Nuan’s eyelashes fluttered. She turned her head, and as she opened her sleepy eyes, she saw Fu Huai’an’s deep and handsome features. She asked, “Are you done with work?”


  “Why aren’t you resting in the bedroom?” Fu Huai’an asked.

  Lin Nuan shook her head. “I want to accompany Tuan Tuan here…”


  Lin Nuan propped her body up. Her vision went past Fu Huai’an and saw that Tuan Tuan had also fallen asleep on the sofa.

  “Tuan Tuan fell asleep too…” Lin Nuan sat up straight. “Why don’t we carry Tuan Tuan back to the bedroom to rest?”


  Hearing Lin Nuan’s suggestion, Little Lu offered, “Then I’ll be carrying Tuan Tuan to the bedroom.”


  On this private plane, Tuan Tuan had his own bedroom. The bedroom door had a cartoon design, and the interiors were designed in accordance with Tuan Tuan’s preferences. Even the large bed had a cartoon Captain America printed on it.

  Now only Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an were left in the lounge. Fu Huai’an carried Lin Nuan, and they too went into their bedroom.

  Lin Nuan’s arms were circled around Fu Huai’an’s neck as she said to him in a low voice, “Let me walk by myself…”


  “Open the door!” Fu Huai’an told Lin Nuan.

  Lin Nuan turned her head around to see the closely shut door. With one hand circled firmly around Fu Huai’an’s neck, she used the other hand to pull on the door handle.

  After Fu Huai’an carried her inside, they laid together on the large bed. He pulled over the blanket and covered Lin Nuan with it properly. He held her in his arms and said gently, “Sleep a while more, we’ll be there in two and a half hours.”


  Nestled in Fu Huai’an’s firm embrace, Lin Nuan felt especially at ease.

  She closed her eyes, and with one hand around Fu Huai’an’s narrow waist, she fell asleep in no time.

  There was a time difference between Dubai and their home country, so by the time Fu Huai’an and the gang arrived, it was basically the same time it had been when they set off.

  Tuan Tuan was deep asleep, lying on Fu Huai’an’s shoulder. His fair and tender little face was squashed, and he was drooling slightly.

  Dubai had a classic desert climate; the outdoor temperature was maintained at 86 degrees Fahrenheit…


  Lin Nuan had changed into a pair of denim jeans and a long white T-shirt on the plane. She was also wearing a pair of white flat shoes, her slim and long legs attracting eyeballs.

  Fu Huai’an was carrying the little sleeping meatball with one arm, and his other arm was holding onto Lin Nuan. Little Lu was walking in front of them, pushing the luggage.