mr fu i really love you
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Chen’s sharp and defined features were enveloped in the swirling smoke. His mood was very complicated. He gazed into the far distance as he fell into deep contemplation.
Lin Nuan had always been an exceptional sister to Lin Chen, and he was fiercely protective of her from the bottom of his heart.
Yet at some point, the protectiveness changed in nature—Lin Chen himself was unaware of it.
When Liang Mulan approached Lin Chen and proposed the idea of having Lin Nuan marry him to get her to return home, Lin Chen felt something stirring in his still heart.
And that tiny hint of sentiment terrified Lin Chen.
No matter what, Lin Nuan was his sister—she had been for twenty years.
Liang Mulan’s plan made Lin Chen realize that he had feelings for his own sister; feelings that transcended more than just familial love.
Lin Chen, however, had never focused on nor invested in romance.
His job was his sole priority. He always believed he was going to marry a woman that would ultimately benefit the Lin Family. She didn’t need to excel in looks nor abilities, as long as she was willing to settle down and do her job.
Evidently, Liang Mulan’s words had kindled certain feelings in his heart.
Without finishing his cigarette, Lin Chen saw the large black iron gates of the Lin Family slowly open, letting in a black Bentley.
Lin Chen bit the cigarette with the corner of his mouth, fixed his suit and glanced at the car through the smoke with narrowed eyes.
Fu Huai’an…
They say that he was a monster, and his name set people trembling in the lawyer world. There wasn’t a case he couldn’t crack, even if there was clear-cut evidence on the table. He always had a solution.
After going undercover for three years, he stopped taking cases, no matter the price offered. Instead, he began to make a name for himself on Wall Street.
After Fu Huai’an returned to his homeland, the Jiang Family suddenly announced they were bankrupt before anyone could comprehend the situation. There were outside speculations that it was Fu Huai’an’s handiwork. After all, he was the legitimate son of Jiang Chengyuan—the CEO of the Jiang Cooperation. He crushed the Jiang cooperation to avenge his mother.
Even a man as proud as Lin Chen had to admit, Fu Huai’an could do whatever he wanted and get away with it. Everything he touched turned into gold. Effortlessly.
Lin Chen mumbled Fu Huai’an’s name in his heart…
Upon hearing Lin Nuan’s approaching footsteps, Lin Chen put out his cigarette in the pot next to the door and leisurely walked towards his car.
Lin Chen was already in his car by the time Lin Nuan walked out of the house.
Through the glass window, he took one look at her standing in the sunset.
The sun was blazingly bright after the rain. With her whole figure enveloped in a golden haze, Lin Nuan appeared like an angel caught between the clear sky and earth.
Lin Nuan held her phone in one hand and flipped her hair behind her ear, the strands tangled from the wind. Her dark, hauntingly beautiful eyes gazed at the car approaching from the distance. She didn’t display the uneasiness or nervousness that a girl bringing home her boyfriend should have.
After a long while, Lin Chen broke off his gaze and started the engine.
Lin Chen and Fu Huai’an’s cars passed each other. Glancing into the rearview mirror, he spotted the tall figure alight from the car and stand before Lin Nuan. She looked up and said something to him…
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Fu Huai’an sat in the European-styled sofa in the Lins’ living room. His refined features radiated a composed, unfathomable demeanor and a magnetic presence.
From his appearance and demeanor to his mysterious background, Fu Huai’an was admittedly a man of considerable charm.
At the age of thirty, he was already a man of authority and power, one that maintained a low yet wealthy profile. He was quite the man—ripe like fine wine while commanding an alpha male’s presence. Even a woman at Liang Mulan’s age would take one look and feel her heart skip a beat, let alone a girl like Lin Nuan who had barely set foot into society and was as spotless as a sheet of paper.
Liang Mulan observed Fu Huai’an’s mannerisms as he raised his cup and sipped his tea. She couldn’t help but mirror his movements and take a sip of her own.
The elegance in Liang Mulan’s composure emanated from her bones. Lin Nuan’s decorous gestures were jointly influenced and molded by Liang Mulan herself.