Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 493: You Were Obviously the One Who Kissed Me First

Fu Huai’an’s Weibo account had blown up! There were all sorts of comments, making one unsure whether to laugh or cry…

Some people had converted into Fu Huai’an’s fans because of his figure and looks, as well as some who claimed they were going to join the army!

A large majority had added a line after they were done commenting, one marveling about Fu Huai’an’s figure and him being super-duper-handsome… or likening him to walking hormones!

Others were gushing over how pretty Lin Nuan was in the display photo, and that their kid was so adorable it was heartbreaking! They also brought special mention to Lin Nuan and that kid’s smiles; if they weren’t truly related by blood, how could they be smiling so blissfully and vibrantly as their foreheads leaned against each other.

Someone also suggested that Lin Nuan must have saved the galaxy in her previous lifetime, which was why she managed to obtain such a wonderful love in this lifetime, as well as such an adorable child! Especially since her husband had good looks, a good figure, such a ridiculously high net worth, and on top of that, was so devoted to her!

There were also people who were harping on Fu Huai’an’s engagement to Gu Hanyan, pressing for them to clarify this matter on Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan’s official Weibo accounts.

Lin Nuan clicked on the username ”Lin Nuan’s husband” and saw that it was verified as the President of the Kaide Corporation. Her eyes became watery; the entire bedroom was so silent there was only the sound of her breathing. It wasn’t a prank—it really was Fu Huai’an!

In the past, when it came to facing rumors and gossip, even though Lin Nuan would feel upset about it, it was no longer a weapon that could hurt her.

Now, with Fu Huai’an suddenly coming out to announce that he was her husband in such an aggressive manner—and leaving those lines of lyrics—Lin Nuan felt like the softest spot in her heart was impactfully struck; the layers upon layers of armor that she had built up around her heart were crushed in an instant, her heart so soft and tender it was indescribable…

Lin Nuan covered her mouth with one hand, tears dripping down her face.

No one knew, after all these years of getting used to facing it all alone, how Lin Nuan would feel now that she had someone to stand out and withstand the rain and wind with her…

She sat on the bed and mildly curled up her legs, burying her face in between her knees. She used her knees to wipe away her tears, trying very hard to keep her eyes wide open as she stared at Fu Huai’an’s post; however, her eyes were constantly blurred by tears.

Hearing the sound of the shower in the bathroom suddenly stop, Lin Nuan hurriedly wiped away her tears with the back of her hands and inhaled several deep breaths to adjust her own breathing and emotions. But it was as if her nose was blocked; no air could pass through, so Lin Nuan could only breathe with her mouth.

She set her phone on the bedside table and got up to walk to the French windows, cracking open a window…

The gentle breeze blew in her face, and only then did Lin Nuan feel like her nose was starting to decongest a little.

After soothing and calming down her emotions, Lin Nuan shut the window and went back to the room.

Fu Huai’an was done showering; recalling that the blow-dryer was still on the bedside cabinet, he pulled open the door to the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, bringing with him the hot steamy air mixed with the fragrance of shower gel.

Fu Huai’an had just pulled open the door to the bathroom and had yet to exit when he suddenly felt a light-blue body running into his arms. Fu Huai’an was caught off guard and had to grab the doorframe to avoid stumbling back from the impact.

His jet-black hair was dripping with water droplets, which were gliding down his neck but not into that area where Lin Nuan had her petite face pressed against his chest. There was a warmth to those water droplets in that spot that made Fu Huai’an unsure whether it was the water from his own body or Lin Nuan’s tears.

He lowered his head to look at Lin Nuan, who was hugging him tightly, then circled an arm around her slim shoulders. His gentle and rich voice sounded a little raspy and came off as particularly magnetic and sexy under the warm lighting of the room as he asked, ”What is it? Hm?”