Chapter 27 - Open My Arms For You
Mr Fu, I Really Love You
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The sound of the running range hood could be heard from the kitchen, the sound ringing like a lullaby, making Tuan Tuan even sleepier.
A phone started ringing from the living room when Lin Nuan was placing the unwashed tomatoes in the water. She looked up to see Fu Huaiâan picking up the call, cigarette at the corner of his mouth. As he bent down to pick up a lighter from the coffee table, the outline of his broad back muscles showed through his tight shirt.
He walked to the balcony and closed the sliding door, back facing the living room as he lit up the cigarette before casually pocketing the lighterâevery move was filled with the charisma of a mature man.
Lin Nuan realized that sheâd been staring at Fu Huaiâanâs back for a long time and she dropped her gaze with heated ears.
Her phone, lying silently under the lamp on the corner table, showed no activity.
Who wouldâve thought that Fu Huaiâanâs ringtone would be the same as Lin NuanâsâMendelssohnâs Rondo Capriccioso.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
At the balcony.
Lu Jinnanâs voice spoke up on the other end of the line, âOld Fu, when are you coming over? Itâs rare for Tang Zheng to come back from overseas, youâll lose out if you donât join us for mahjong!â
Tang Zheng was Fu Huaiâanâs childhood friend just like Lu Jinnan; the three grew up together like real brothers. Ever since Tang Zheng went overseas, the trio rarely got to reunite.
Today after leaving the Lin familyâs house, Fu Huaiâan went to the party to welcome Tang Zheng back. Halfway through, Tuan Tuan wanted to see Lin Nuan, so Fu Huaiâan brought the child over.
Lu Jinnan had the speaker on and Fu Huaiâan could clearly hear the sounds of the mahjong tiles.
He moved the cigarette from his lips and pressed his thumb to his temple, saying, âIâll go over later.â
âOld Fu isnât sending his child over, heâs sending himself to that ladyâs bed!â
âBullsh*it, Old Fuâs belt is buckled tight! How many little ladies have we arranged so far? Even if they used up all their strength they still couldnât get it off.â
A few friends jokingly teased Fu Huaiâan. There were no women there, so the men spoke without care.
âCan they be the same? Thatâs Lin Nuan, Old Fuâs moonlight! Old Fuâs belt towards Lin Nuan should be: âMy front door is always open and waiting for you, weâll understand each other after one round, youâll love it hereâ¦'â
Lu Jinnan changed the lyrics and shamelessly sang a verse, causing huge laughter on his end of the line.
After smoking one cigarette, Fu Huaiâan hung up the call and entered the living room.
Seeing Tuan Tuan slowly blinking his eyes and eventually falling asleep, he removed his suit jacket and gently placed it on Tuan Tuan, his movements careful.
Raising his head, Fu Huaiâanâs eyes reflected Lin Nuanâs busy back, which appeared so slender.
Fu Huaiâan straightened his body and unbuttoned his sleeves, placing his watch down on the small corner table on top of the Lin familyâs household registerâ¦
In the kitchen, the pot of boiling water on the stove made a noise and Lin Nuan quickly turned the flame down with a pair of chopsticks in her hand⦠As she turned around to add a bowl of water, she saw Fu Huaiâan walking into the kitchen.
Their gazes met and Lin Nuan was shocked for a moment. After all, Fu Huaiâan in his formal attire didnât look like he belonged in the rather small kitchen.
âDo you need anything?â she asked.
âI came to helpâ¦â
Fu Huaiâan was quite tall and his legs were longâonce he entered, the whole kitchen looked much smaller.
Lin Nuan even felt like it was harder to breathe.
He smoothly and naturally rolled up his sleeves, bending down to wash his hands before pulling out a few pieces of the kitchen paper towels to wipe his hands⦠Turning around, he managed to squeeze Lin Nuan to one side.
Lin Nuan watched as Fu Huaiâan picked up the vermicelli she had placed at the side. He took out some noodles and placed them into the pot in a practiced manner, reaching out his hand and saying, âChopsticks.â