Chapter 807 Fu Nian'an: Is Yangyang thinking I'm too old?
Fu Nian'an squeezed her small feet.
It was so small that a man's large hand could almost completely enclose it.
The man's palms were dry and warm, and Le Yan felt that warmth spread from the soles of her feet up to her cheeks.
A little embarrassed, she tucked her feet under the covers and stared at him with her sleepy eyes. "There's a carpet."
"Even if there's a carpet, you still need to wear shoes." Fu Nian'an's gaze swept over the marks on her neck and collarbone, and a ripple of emotion stirred within her.
No wonder his mother scolded him; she had indeed gone too far.
But even when he's impulsive, he still remembers the most basic safety precautions.
Le Yan is still young, how could Fu Nian'an bear to let her become a mother at such a young age?
Moreover, he knew very well that Le Yan still needed to learn and improve.
Fu Nian'an glanced at her watch and said, "I'll have the hotel send you food. What would you like to eat?"
Le Yan was very hungry, but her throat was sore and she was tired. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I want to drink porridge."
If only Brother Sheng's preserved radish were available right now!
However, this was abroad, and Le Yan could only think about it.
Fu Nian'an asked the hotel to prepare some plain congee and Chinese side dishes and send them up.
Le Yan didn't want to stay in the room any longer, so she told Fu Nian'an that she wanted to go out to eat.
In the small living room of the presidential suite, Fu Nian'an was working at the coffee table, while Le Yan was eating alone at the dining table.
Occasionally, the sound of keyboard typing could be heard.
Le Yan was eating while scrolling through WeChat.
Lin Xiangyu has sent her several WeChat messages since last night.
She was so busy on her way to the hotel that she told Lin Xiangyu she had arrived safely, and she only saw the rest of the message now.
Lin Xiangyu seemed to understand when she saw that she hadn't replied for so long.
The last message was a reminder to take precautions!
Le Yan looked at the message and pursed her lips somewhat shyly.
Although Fu Nian'an was somewhat domineering and unrestrained in that area, he always remembered to take precautions.
Le Yan glanced at Fu Nian'an and typed a message to Lin Xiangyu.
Le Xiaoyan, on annual leave: [I know, I'm not stupid!]
It was daytime on Lin Xiangyu's end, and she seemed to be waiting for Le Yan's reply at all times. Less than a minute after Le Yan replied, Lin Xiangyu responded.
The lazy, good-for-nothing baby: [So you guys really did it?! It took you two days and one night to reply to my message? Good heavens, should I say Mr. Fu is too intense, or Yangyang, you're too amazing! Being "doped" for that long is a superpower, you know?!]
When Le Yan saw this message, she almost spat out the porridge in her mouth!
She immediately replied: "Lin Xiangyu, stop reading those brainless CEO romance novels! Also, you're single, don't always focus on this kind of thing!"
Lin Xiangyu knew that Le Yan was shy, so she would make a few jokes but wouldn't really keep asking for details.
After all, even the closest sisters aren't so open as to share intimate details about their bedroom with their partners.
Lin Xiangyu tactfully ended the topic and asked Le Yan, "When are you going back to China? Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. You'll be going back to the group for training on the eighth, and you'll arrive in Mincheng on the seventh!"
Le Yan naturally hadn't forgotten about returning to the troupe on the eighth day of the lunar new year.
In fact, she was also planning to ask Fu Nian'an when he would return to China during dinner.
She replied to Lin Xiangyu with "I know, I'll let you know before I go back to China," and then turned off her phone.
After finishing the last mouthful of congee, Le Yan took a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Fu Nian'an glanced at her, then raised her hand and closed the notebook.
Le Yan turned to look at him, "Are you done with your work?"
"Okay." Fu Nian'an beckoned, "Come here."
Le Yan stood up, but thinking of the man's madness over the past two days, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"Let's get this straight, you're not allowed to touch me again!"
Her legs are still weak when she walks. If she had to go through this again, she'd probably die here!
Fu Nian'an paused, realized what was happening, and smiled helplessly: "I lost my temper these past two days. Don't worry, I won't touch you. Besides, I need to rest too."
Le Yan: "..."
So Fu Nian'an knows what it means to be tired!
Le Yan pursed her lips and walked towards Fu Nian'an.
As soon as he reached Fu Nian'an's side, the man reached out and put his arm around her slender waist—
Le Yan sat on his lap.
Having experienced the most intimate moments, Le Yan has become more accustomed to Fu Nian'an's tendency to hug her at the drop of a hat.
Fu Nian'an asked her, "My work here is finished. You need to go back to the group on the eighth day of the new year, so you have to go back to Mincheng on the seventh day, right?"
Le Yan was surprised that he remembered so clearly, and nodded, "Yes, Xiang Yu was just asking me when I'm going back!"
When do you want to go back?
"Shall we go back tomorrow?" Le Yan said, "Tomorrow we'll go back to our hometown and take Le Xiaomiao with us back to Beicheng. I've thought about it, and keeping a cat can be a bit smelly, so let Le Xiaomiao stay at my house. I'll tell you the house code, and you can just feed Le Xiaomiao for me when you get home tonight."
“But I sometimes have to go on business trips for several days,” Fu Nian’an said. “It’s more convenient to leave it at my house. I have a regular housekeeper who comes to clean every day and can also take care of the cat when she comes.”
"I'm mainly worried that it might be unruly in unfamiliar environments. If it's at my home, it's more familiar with the environment and less likely to cause trouble."
Upon hearing this, Fu Nian paused for a moment, then said, "If that's the case, it's fine to keep it at your home. However, when I'm away on business, I'll need a housekeeper to come to your house to take care of Le Xiaomiao."
"Sure, you chose the housekeeper, I trust her!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Nian'an pinched her nose. "You really trust me that much?"
"Mmm!" Le Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, her smile sweet. "You are someone I can trust more than anyone else!"
Fu Nian'an was in a good mood and lowered her head to kiss Le Yang's beautiful eyes. "Our Yang Yang has excellent taste."
Le Yan was taken aback, then couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Fu Nian'an, so you can use this kind of narcissistic joke too!"
"Do you see me as the kind of serious but boring person?"
“I didn’t say that!” Le Yan looked at him and tilted her head slightly. “But you are seven years older than me after all. In addition to your background and your calm personality, to be honest, when I first met you, I always subconsciously put you in the category of seniors and elders.”
Fu Nian'an frowned slightly: "Are you saying I'm too old?"
"No, no!" Le Yan shook her head and hurriedly retorted, "You're not old, you're not old at all!"
"Whether I'm old or not, I believe our Yanyan has already experienced it firsthand, right?"
Le Yan felt a chill run down her spine. Looking at the man's slightly narrowed eyes, she chuckled awkwardly, "That's right, Mr. Fu is in his prime and doesn't look old at all!"
Fu Nian'an was amused by her words and punished her by biting her earlobe. "I'm glad you don't mind. Of course, I don't mind proving it to you again with my own actions."
Le Yan gasped, startled, and immediately broke free from his embrace, rushing into the master bedroom like a frightened rabbit. "I'm still so sleepy, I need to go back and catch up on my sleep!"
Fu Nian'an looked at the closed bedroom door, her eyes full of doting affection.
She's just a little girl, and she can't help but be teased.
…
North City, 10:30 a.m.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingshu still felt uneasy and immediately edited a message to send it over.
However, no reply was received from Fu Nian'an even after the message was sent.
Her elderly mother was even more restless.
Fu Siyan returned after attending a weekly meeting at the company.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Shen Qingshu sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at her phone with her head down.
Fu Siyan walked over and sat down next to Shen Qingshu, tucking a stray hair behind her ear and asking with concern, "A-Shu, what's wrong?"
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