Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Wen Moshen could detect a tinge of sarcasm in Bai Xiaonian’s words. He stuffed his hands into his pocket, nodded, and said, “Go on…”

Bai Xiaonian flashed him her smile that she usually reserved for reporting the morning news. “In June 2014, Lin Nuan went to Iraq. She never once revealed what happened to her while she was there, but after she returned, she underwent counseling with Lu Hanzi, your university classmate, for a long time.”

Wen Moshen’s mind went blank, and he felt stifled. Even though Bai Xiaonian had casually mentioned it, he felt as though his blood had reached the freezing point and the ice shards were piercing through his bones.

Bai Xiaonian watched as Wen Moshen slowly turned pale and said, “I recall Lin Nuan telling me that you guys went to assist in the earthquake-stricken area of the state of Li as medical students. When you guys returned from the disaster area, the school had arranged for everyone to undergo psychological guidance. I can’t imagine that Gu Hanyan would be able to carry on with life as if nothing had happened if she had indeed returned from Iraq. Wow, I really admire her endurance…”

Wen Moshen’s eyes were red; he was reeling from the shock and seemed to be in a daze. He felt the chills engulfing his entire being and couldn’t stop trembling.

“I am telling you this now, after your wedding, because Lin Nuan will be collecting her marriage certificate later with Fu Huai’an…”

Wen Moshen clenched his hands tightly. He felt as though someone had torn through his heart, and he was writhing in pain as the blood gushed out. He parted his lips, as if wanting to ask something, but his throat was swollen with pain, and he couldn’t make a single sound.

“I have to thank you and Gu Hanyan for helping Lin Nuan attain her happy ending with Fu Huai’an. It was Gu Hanyan who went to beg Lin Nuan… pleading that she didn’t want you to be devastated upon your return if you were to find out that the person you loved the most had married Fu Huai’an instead. That was why Lin Nuan agreed to take her place and offered to marry Fu Huai’an.”

Wen Moshen felt his blood rushing up to his head, and his mind was whirling. He had no idea what to do, but he shifted his legs…

Bai Xiaonian reached out to grab Wen Moshen’s arm with her slender fingers, adorned with a nude manicure. Her fingernails were digging into Wen Moshen’s flesh through the thin material of his shirt. Her mouth curled into a smile. “Do you intend to stop Lin Nuan? Will you be in time? Are you deserving of it? Wen Moshen… You’re already married!”

The words ‘You’re already married’ struck him in the pit of his stomach, and he felt an acute pain. His eyes were red, and he was in a state of turmoil. “Let go of me!”

Bai Xiaonian released her grip on his arm and raised her hands. She smirked while looking at Wen Moshen as he gradually disappeared from her line of sight, and her smile faded.

Lin Nuan had said that since she wasn’t going to be together with Wen Moshen, she had no intention of telling him about how she had gone to Iraq back then, as it would sway him.

But why not? Why was Lin Nuan suffering while Gu Hanyan enjoyed the fruits of her labor?

Why should Wen Moshen be kept in the dark about Lin Nuan’s sacrifices and still dare to accuse Lin Nuan of not waiting for him to return?

Why should others be allowed to take advantage of Lin Nuan, did she do anything wrong to deserve it?

Bai Xiaonian didn’t want to go against Lin Nuan’s wishes, but at the same time, she couldn’t bear to see her friend suffering in silence.

Wen Moshen had married Gu Hanyan, so he was no longer in a position to woo Lin Nuan.

Bai Xiaonian had taken the opportunity to reveal the truth to Wen Moshen because she wanted him to live with guilt and lifelong regret. That was the only way to ensure that Gu Hanyan didn’t have an easy time.