668 Public Displays of Affection (1/2)

\”I'm just naggy! Of course Little Young Master knows!\” On the other end of the line, Housekeeper Ye smiled and said, \”I'll first pick up Tuan Tuan, and then you and Little Young Mistress can come over afterward?\”

\”Alright…\”

Fu Huai'an agreed.

After he hung up, Lin Nuan asked, \”Is today Mom's death anniversary?\”

Fu Wan was Fu Huai'an's mother, so naturally, she was Lin Nuan's mother as well…

\”It's her birthday.\” Fu Huai'an placed his phone in his pocket. \”It was a call from the Fu family mansion. They want us to go back tonight. If you don't want to go, I'll stay at home with you! Tuan Tuan can keep Old Madam Fu company.\”

Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.

Tuan Tuan was really pitiful, being sent to the mansion when his dad didn't want to go…

\”But is it right to not go back for Mom's birthday?\” Lin Nuan's brows furrowed slightly.

Fu Huai'an held onto the bookshelf with one hand and placed the books on the bookshelf into the box. He turned his head to the side to look at Lin Nuan and casually said, \”Birthdays, death anniversaries—these are all for the living to celebrate. They aren't important! What's important are the people around them who are alive and well!\”

For some reason, Lin Nuan felt that Fu Huai'an's words sounded especially convincing.

Fu Huai'an was looking out for Lin Nuan's feelings, sure, but that person was his mother…

Lin Nuan's biological father had passed away too. She didn't know his birthday, but she knew his death anniversary. Every year, on the anniversary of his death, Lin Nuan's heart still ached for him, and she would burn a stack of paper money at the intersection for the biological father she never spoke to.

Lin Nuan never asked about Fu Huai'an and his mother.

But putting herself in their shoes, Lin Nuan didn't have the heart to be so selfish…

She held onto Fu Huai'an's arm and stepped over the cardboard box to creep into his embrace. She wrapped both of her arms around his slim waist and looked up at him, her sweet dimples showing as she said, \”I'll go to the Fu family mansion with you! We should be there on Mom's birthday!\”

Looking at his soft and fragrant wife in his arms, Fu Huai'an asked, \”Aren't you afraid of facing Old Madam Fu at the mansion?\”

\”With you around, what do I have to fear?\” Lin Nuan flashed a bright smile towards Fu Huai'an, her eyes full of trust. \”I know that no matter what happens, you'll always protect me!\”

\”Right!\” Fu Huai'an's large hands held onto Lin Nuan's small, smiling face. It was soft and smooth to the touch, and he couldn't take his hands off of it. \”With me around, you have nothing to fear!\”

\”Well then, pack up quickly! Since we've decided to go, we shouldn't be late…\”

\”Okay!\” Fu Huai'an nodded and agreed. He kissed Lin Nuan's small lips, as though they had liquid honey.

Her back against the bookshelf, Lin Nuan tiptoed and wrapped both of her arms around Fu Huai'an's neck, returning the kiss.

Fu Huai'an's lips were bitten. He put both hands on Lin Nuan's face and moved away from her slightly. Eyes hooded, he licked his lower lip. He could taste blood.

\”Sorry…\” Lin Nuan frantically raised her hand to wipe the blood off of Fu Huai'an's lips. \”I didn't mean to do that!\”

In the heat of the moment, Lin Nuan couldn't help herself, and she kissed him a bit too hard.

Fu Huai'an looked at the blood on Lin Nuan's slender fingers. He then grabbed her wrist, put her fingers in his mouth, and wrapped his tongue around them…