Mr Fu, I Really Love You

After looking at the photo of the couple, the old man asked, “Are you married… voluntarily?”

“Yes!”

Tuan Tuan encircled Lin Nuan’s neck with one hand, nodding vigorously as he answered in his childish voice.

The staff looked in Lin Nuan’s direction and saw that the adorable baby was serious. He couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Tuan Tuan’s warmth swept over Lin Nuan’s ears, and they itched. Her ears flushed and she put Tuan Tuan down.

The red book was sealed and stamped, and the staff happily passed the two small red books to the baby at the small window.

Tuan Tuan solemnly took over the book and bowed to the staff. “Thank you!”

Fu Huai’an’s assistant gave a package of “marriage candy” to the staff. The Redwood box had the words “Happiness” on it, which made it appear especially high-end. The staff involuntarily reached out to receive the box and said, “Thank you.”

When Lin Nuan and her party left the hall, the other staff members smiled and asked, “Hey… even we can accept gifts in our current job position. What is it?”

The staff opened the package, which was neatly lined with chocolates.

Someone recognized it was Gold and Diamond brand’s chocolate, and exclaimed in an instant, “Goodness! A rich beast just got married! This is Gold and Diamond chocolate! 1256 US dollars! And he gives it out as gift candy…”

Even during the working hours, other staff members, especially the ladies, were drawn over. They all asked the male colleague to split it between everyone. He didn’t like chocolate and had no girlfriend, so he gave it to his colleagues generously.

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When Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an exited the Civil Affairs Bureau building, the orange sunset haze had illuminated the whole sky and covered the entire city with a shade of orange.

On both ends of the staircase leading up to the Civil Affairs Bureau building, cherry blossoms that had not yet faded were swaying in the wind. The air was rinsed by rain for more than one month intermittently, which made it feel extremely clean and refreshing.

The pigeons flew in their lineup up in the autumn sky, and their buzzing sound made Lin Nuan feel as if she had returned to her childhood. She felt a warmth in her heart as if the sunshine had also reached into it.

Lin Nuan looked at Fu Huai’an, his standing figure outlined by the sunset haze. The relatively bright light forced her to squint. His tall figure jumped into her view, and she recalled the afternoon when she had nearly contacted the reaper of death.

Fu Huai’an’s face was smeared with colors that day. At the time, Lin Nuan could only tell Fu Huai’an’s features were well-defined, but she didn’t know how handsome he was.

In the breeze, Fu Huai’an whipped out a cigarette box from his suit pocket and took out a cigarette. Just as he was going to light it up, he noticed Lin Nuan was laughing at him. Fu Huai’an turned around and moved the cigarette away, smiling as he put the lighter back into his trousers pocket. Then he held the cigarette between his fingers with one hand in his pocket and asked in his intoxicating and magnetic voice, “What’s wrong? Mrs. Fu.”

Lin Nuan’s ears flushed and she bit on her lips, unable to say a word. Her expression reeked of joy and the color of her pink cheeks looked prettier than roses.

Indeed, she was “Mrs. Fu”.

Lin Nuan’s heartbeat quickened inexplicably. Looking at Fu Huai’an’s neck under the collar of his shirt, she couldn’t help but want to get closer to him.