Chapter 792 Le Yan: Mr. Fu, you're hanging me up!
“Mr. Fu, this gift box is too big…” Le Yan hugged the gift box. It wasn’t very heavy, but she couldn’t see the way while carrying it.
Fu Nian'an took the gift box and looked at her, "Open it after midnight."
Le Yan protested, "We have to wait until midnight! Can you give me a little spoiler?"
"No spoilers." Fu Nian'an looked at her. "It's 10:30 now, so there's still an hour and a half left."
"That'll take a long time!" Le Yan pouted. "Mr. Fu, you're keeping me hanging!"
Fu Nian'an paused, his narrow eyes narrowing slightly. "Le Yan, speak properly."
"I didn't say anything wrong! You're just deliberately keeping me in suspense!" Le Yan snorted coldly. "I'm not talking to you anymore, let's go home!"
Fu Nian'an watched the girl turn around and walk away first, and smiled helplessly.
The little girl sometimes says surprising things; it's hard to tell if she's pretending to be stupid or if she really is.
...
The gift box, which was quite large in Le Yan's arms, seemed to shrink considerably in Fu Nian'an's.
The two walked home along the alley.
The wind was strong, and Le Yan covered her face with her hands, quietly following beside Fu Nian'an.
Occasionally, she would look up and gaze at the man in the brilliant light of the fireworks that occasionally burst in the night sky.
The brilliant firelight reflected on the man's cold, hard profile, illuminating the girl's world.
A sweet smile appeared on Le Yan's lips.
She knew she would never forget this New Year's Eve for the rest of her life.
...
Back home, Fu Nian'an asked Le Yan, "Can we go up to the roof?"
"Sure!" Le Yan said, "At midnight, the whole city of Min will set off fireworks to welcome the New Year. It's a spectacular sight. I go up to the rooftop to watch it every year!"
"Shall we go up too?"
"Okay, but it's very windy on the rooftop!" Le Yan glanced at Fu Nian'an's long black trench coat. "Isn't this too little for you?"
“I’m used to it.” Fu Nian’an looked at the girl in front of her. “But you should wear something warmer.”
"This down jacket is so thick!" Le Yan patted her down jacket. "It's a New Year's outfit that Brother Sheng bought for me in town."
Fu Nian'an guessed it.
The pink color shows that in Lin Minsheng's eyes, Leyan is still the little girl who needs to be taken care of by adults in every way.
Looking at Le Yan, who seemed much more relaxed and at ease back home than in Beicheng, Fu Nian'an couldn't help but sigh, "Lin Minsheng is truly great."
There aren't many adoptive fathers who treat their adopted daughters as their own. Even if there are, there are very few like Lin Minsheng who disregard the opinions of others and the opposition of his family, and firmly give all his love to his adopted daughter.
Lin Minsheng's love for Leyan was simple and genuine, so even though Leyan had a pair of snobbish, selfish, and mean-spirited biological parents, she was still able to retain a pure heart.
It can be said that Lin Minsheng was Le Yan's salvation in the first 23 years of her life.
Fu Nian'an wondered if he could do better than Lin Minsheng in the future.
This was the first time Fu Nian'an had hoped that her existence could redeem someone.
Years later, he finally understood that love is about mutual redemption.
He wanted to redeem Le Yan because of love.
His love for Le Yan was actually destined a long, long time ago, but he didn't realize it until much, much later.
...
It was still early, so Le Yan asked Fu Nian'an to sit in the living room while she tidied up the dining table.
In previous years, Lin Minsheng wouldn't let her do these things herself, and every time she tried to help, Lin Minsheng would chase her away.
But tonight Lin Minsheng got drunk, and she finally had the chance to show off her practical skills in this house.
However, having been pampered by Lin Minsheng, she found it somewhat chaotic to clean up the table full of leftovers.
Fu Nian'an sat to the side and watched for a moment, then stood up and walked over.
"I'll help you."
Le Yan paused in her action of picking up a plate of leftovers, then turned to Fu Nian'an, "It's not appropriate to let the guests do it. I'll clean it up quickly..."
“I’m bored sitting here all by myself.” As Fu Nian’an spoke, she took off her long trench coat and casually draped it over the solid wood sofa next to her.
Before Le Yan could stop him, Fu Nian'an had already rolled up his sleeves.
The man had long, slender hands, and his neatly trimmed fingertips removed the expensive watch from his wrist and casually placed it on the coffee table.
Le Yan's brow twitched as she watched this scene.
A few minutes later, those precious, beautiful hands were immersed in the sink.
The plates were piled high, and the dish soap foam was submerged in the man's large hands.
Le Yan walked into the kitchen with the rag she had used to wipe the table. When she saw this scene, she rushed over in a panic.
"Mr. Fu, please stop! How can we let you wash the dishes!"
"It's just something I do." Fu Nian'an's movements were practiced. Despite being a rich young master who had been pampered since childhood, and despite it being his first time washing dishes himself, he was calm and skillful as if he were a seasoned pro.
Le Yan frowned, looking like the sky had fallen. "We don't have the right to ask guests to help clean up here. Besides, there's no hot water in my kitchen, and the water is very cold. Please stop, I'll wash it myself..."
"I'm not afraid of the cold, but you, a young lady like you, should avoid cold water in winter." Fu Nian'an paused, then seemed to remember something, "Have you been consistently taking your Chinese medicine?"
Le Yan: "..."
Upon seeing her reaction, Fu Nian'an frowned slightly: "Forgot?"
"No, I just finished drinking it. Grandpa Jin rewrote the prescription the day before yesterday, but I haven't gone to the pharmacy to get it yet. I have to go to the big pharmacy in town to get the full set."
Fu Nian'an pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll take you tomorrow."
Le Yan blinked. "But I don't know if the pharmacy is open on the first day of the lunar month."
"Are pharmacies closed on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"
"The pharmacies in town will probably be closed for a day, right?"
"Then let's go to a pharmacy in the city."
"Huh?" Le Yan frowned. "That's very far. It's at least a hundred kilometers by car to get to the city, and the national highway is slow..."
“Lin Leyan,” Fu Nian’an interrupted her, “good medicine tastes bitter.”
Le Yan: "..." I actually saw through her.
That medicine was terribly bitter, and Leyan had originally planned to quietly stop taking it for a few days during the New Year holiday...
There's no hope now.
"Stop with your little schemes." Fu Nian'an looked at her, a rare serious expression on his face. "Your body is your own, so take good care of it while you're young. Otherwise, when you're old and lying in a hospital bed, you'll realize how ungrateful you are now."
Le Yan: "..."
She stared blankly at Fu Nian'an.
This is the first time I've realized that someone as kind-hearted as Fu Nian'an could have such a sharp tongue.
Le Yan was shocked, but she also knew that Fu Nian'an was angry that she didn't take her body seriously.
"I'm sorry, I'll be more careful in the future," Le Yan lowered her head, her voice very soft. "Please don't be angry, okay?"
Fu Nian'an was taken aback, then curled her lips into a smile, truly amused by her own anger.
"I'm not angry."
Le Yan looked up at him and said sullenly, "It's understandable that you're angry. After all, you took me all this way to see Grandpa Jin for treatment, and I really didn't appreciate it..."
“I care about you, I’m worried about you.” Fu Nian’an looked into the girl’s eyes, his dark eyes deep: “Le Yan, I feel sorry for you.”
Le Yan was stunned!
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