Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Lin Nuan planned to enter the building once she left the car and said her last words, guessing that Fu Huai’an would never chase after her no matter what. Who would have thought that Fu Huai’an would exit the car and even call out her name?

If she knew, she wouldn’t have said that last line; she was basically lifting a boulder and dropping it onto her own feet.

“What time are you recording the program?” Fu Huai’an asked.

She kept quiet. There was still plenty of time until the start of the recording and Lin Nuan could just say that it was starting soon. But in front of Fu Huai’an, she felt that he would see through any lie, all the more so when she was not someone who was good at lying.

Fu Huai’an grabbed Lin Nuan’s wrist and tugged her towards himself.

Lin Nuan wasn’t guarded, and her whole person tripped towards Fu Huai’an, knocking into his chest.

Shocked, Lin Nuan took a step back and tried to twist her arm out of his tight grip.

The strength of the man’s hand surprised Lin Nuan. She wasn’t strong enough to be his match.

At the entrance of the broadcasting station, colleagues with their name tags pinned on streamed in towards the building, glancing at Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an a few times as they walked.

Lin Nuan was anxious and said, “Let go of me first. We can talk this over peacefully…”

“You won’t run?”

Fu Huai’an’s deep and thick voice sounded beside Lin Nuan’s ear, heating it up.

“I’ll talk with you properly,” Lin Nuan said, surrendering as she knew she would not win against Fu Huai’an, “Can we talk about this in the car?”

Lin Nuan didn’t want others to see her in intimate contact with Fu Huai’an there, as that would cause too many rumors, so she could only choose to speak in the car.

Once they entered the car, Fu Huai’an drove the car to a slightly more isolated small road behind the broadcasting building and parked there.

Lin Nuan sat on the passenger’s seat, keeping a tight grip on her bag, looking like a child who had made a mistake with how she lowered her head and stared at her fingers silently. The rate of her heartbeat had yet to slow down.

Fu Huai’an rolled the car window down and took out a cigarette, but he didn’t find his lighter. His hand holding the cigarette held on to the steering wheel as he reached over to open the storage box, taking the lighter out but not lighting the cigarette.

His deep gaze looked towards Lin Nuan and took in her posture. The corner of Fu Huai’an’s lips tilted up slightly, and he said as he pressed down on the lighter, “Last night, you said you wanted a partner that was near to your age, this is definitely a hard point that I can’t change.

As for what you said about… The so-called common topics.” Fu Huai’an leaned closer towards Lin Nuan.

As Fu Huai’an spoke, puffs of warm air swept across her hairline and the tip of her ear. The sensitivity made Lin Nuan turn her head away, but she underestimated how close Fu Huai’an was to her. The tips of their noses brushed together, and she suddenly breathed in his strong masculine scent. She panicked and leaned back, the sudden and harsh action causing her to knock the back of her head against the glass, making her embarrassed.

“I feel that we have many common topics to discuss, for example, last night, what do you say?”

Fu Huai’an’s attractive deep voice had slight hints of hoarseness to it, sounding extremely distracting, but his words simply sounded reasonable, and he looked serious as he spoke. Lin Nuan was unable to say anything.

Lin Nuan fidgeted uneasily with a hot face and subconsciously wanted to bite down on her lower lip out of habit. But Fu Huai’an’s words about how she looked like she was seducing him on purpose when she bit her lip came to mind, and she resisted it.

Seeing Lin Nuan keep her silence, Fu Huai’an continued, “I don’t have any pestering women around me, even my secretary is a man. I have two or three friends of the opposite sex, but we only meet once in a few years and we don’t talk much. If you want to know them, I can introduce every single one of them to you. Magazines and the media, in general, are mostly not trustworthy. Instead of believing their articles, you should just come and ask me, and I should be able to explain to you more clearly than those paparazzi who take everything out of context, like that incident with Su Manman…”