<h4>Chapter 565: Wife Protecting Demon!</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    Lin Nuan was bound to be popr!


    After confirming that the person before her was Lin Nuan, she stared excitedly at Fu Huai’an, her hand clutching nervously onto her phone as she cautiously asked, “Is that your husband, President of the Kaide Corporation, Fu Huai’an?”


    Without giving Lin Nuan a chance to reply, the youngdy rattled off like a cannon, saying, “So handsome! It’s my first time meeting a president!”


    Lin Nuan was tickled by the youngdy, not sure whether tough or cry.


    The youngdy was drooling over Fu Huai’an’s handsome looks as she asked with a pleading look, “Can I take a photo with your husband and son?”


    Bai Xiaonian remained silent, a series of ellipses going through her mind.


    Could this be Lin Nuan’s fake fan?


    Or an undercover among her fans, who was, in fact, a fan of Fu Huai’an and Tuan Tuan?


    She asked to take a photo with Lin Nuan’s husband and son and left Lin Nuan out…


    Was this friend kidding around?


    “I say, youngdy, are you a fan of Lin Nuan or a fan of her husband and son?” Bai Xiaonian couldn’t resist asking, a smile on her face.


    The youngdy smiled in an embarrassed manner. “I’m a fan of Lin Nuan, and also a fan of her husband and son! I’m a fan of their family of three!”


    Lin Nuan smiled lightly. “Then you need to ask if they’re willing. Tuan Tuan…”


    Tuan Tuan shook his head and hid in Lin Nuan’s arms. The youngdy appeared disappointed.


    Fu Huai’an’s vision was on his phone screen, ignoring the anticipating gaze of the youngdy who had asked to take a photo together.


    The youngdy looked back to Lin Nuan, who was easier to talk to. Lin Nuan gazed at Fu Huai’an. “Huai’an…”


    Fu Huai’an raised his head and smiled at Lin Nuan as he spoke, “Forget about taking a photo! My wife gets jealous easily. She would be unhappy if I take a photo with a random girl.”


    Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.


    Bai Xiaonianughed in an unkind manner. “Right, President Fu doesn’t even take a photo with me, youngdy!”


    Fu Huai’an suddenly tossed this pot?over¹?to Lin Nuan and caught her off guard. Lin Nuan paused in surprise.


    The youngdy was stunned momentarily too. Fu Huai’an didn’t even look up, and she was suddenly fed with this dog food. However, she felt very happy witnessing this, so what was going on?


    The youngdy nodded her head vigorously, her expression excited. “Right right right! You’re indeed Lin Nuan’s husband! Wife Protecting Demon! You were given the title of Wife Protecting Demon on the web!”


    Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.


    Was there something wrong with this youngdy’s eyes? Which eye of hers saw Fu Huai’an behaving like a Wife Protecting Demon? From what Lin Nuan could see, Fu Huai’an was more like a Pot Tossing Demon! One who tossed the pot over to her!


    “Sorry about that!” Lin Nuan could only smile awkwardly at the youngdy.


    The youngdy shook her head vigorously. “No no no! I’m very d I ran into your family here! So happy to see your loving family! Idol… can you take a photo with me?”


    “Youngdy, I suspect that you’re a fake fan! Only now do you remember to ask for a photo with Lin Nuan…” Bai Xiaonian felt that the youngdy was an interesting character, smiling as she remarked.


    The youngdy reddened in embarrassment as she clumsily exined, “I… I… I got too excited seeing Idol’s husband and son!”


    The youngdy kept ncing in Fu Huai’an’s direction, her actions appearing a little coy as she asked Lin Nuan, “Idol… then… then can I take a photo with you?”


    Lin Nuan took a look at Fu Huai’an and said, “My husband gets jealous easily. He might be unhappy if I take a photo with someone else other than him. I’ve got to ask him first…”


    As if Fu Huai’an was the only one who knew how to toss the pot—Lin Nuan could do it too!


    Lin Nuan turned and beamed at Fu Huai’an. “Can I take a photo with a little fan?”


    Fu Huai’an frowned lightly. The youngdy then pleaded, “Please! I really like Lin Nuan!”


    Only now did she begin to look like a fan of Lin Nuan…


    Fu Huai’an nodded and spoke seriously, “If it’s a female fan, I can ept one photo!”


    Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.


    Fu Huai’an had readily admitted to it, interpreting well the image of a jealous husband!


    The youngdy moved to Lin Nuan’s side excitedly. She gestured a V with her hand and took a photo; the camera was nted towards Fu Huai’an’s direction, capturing him within the frame.


    After taking the photo, the youngdy bowed to Lin Nuan to express her thanks, then left…


    After the youngdy left, another person came over and asked for a photo. This one truly looked like Lin Nuan’s fan—she only asked to take a photo with Lin Nuan, and then she requested another one with her and Tuan Tuan!


    Several other Chinese nationals came over following that. Unlike the firstdy, the rest that came were clearly Lin Nuan’s fans, though some still requested a photo with Lin Nuan and her family. Lin Nuan turned them down with the excuse that she didn’t want to expose the child to the public.


    Where there were Chinese nationals around, there was the merry tempo of vige music surrounding. Lin Nuan felt more rxed.


    The reviews on the inte said the steak at this restaurant wasn’t bad, but the free flow butter bread had even better reviews. Lin Nuan took a bite of the bread, and it was indeed tasty—aromatic and soft, so tasty that Tuan Tuan shed his thumb up. When the waiter came over and asked how the food was, Tuan Tuan said “good” twice in a row in English.


    Tuan Tuan’s smile was as vibrant as the golden sunshine, brightening up Lin Nuan’s mood, which had been dark and gloomy since yesterday afternoon…


    Hearing the adorable Tuan Tuan shout out “good” in his soft and cute voice, the waiter packed arge bag of butter bread for him, giving it to them when they were about to leave after finishing their meal.


    Tuan Tuan widened his eyes in disbelief and nced at Lin Nuan.


    Seeing Lin Nuan nod, Tuan Tuan moved forward and hugged the kraft paper bag, obediently saying to the waiter in English, in an adorable manner, “Thank you!”


    The waiter squatted down and smiled at Tuan Tuan. Out of politeness, he didn’t reach out to stroke Tuan Tuan on the head, merely saying, “Goodbye, little gentleman!”


    …


    After they got onto Fu Huai’an’s private ne, Bai Xiaonian couldn’t help marveling at thevishness of the ne.


    Lu Jinnan, who was seated on the sofa and browsing through his email on his phone, turned his head and asked, “You like it?”


    rms started going off in Bai Xiaonian’s heart, afraid Lu Jinnan might get her one the moment she said she liked it. She spoke in a serious manner, “It’s someone else’s, but I like it since I get to sit in it…”


    Lu Jinnan was speechless.


    After Tuan Tuan fell asleep, Lu Jinnan and Fu Huai’an went to the study, leaving Lin Nuan and Bai Xiaonian in the lounge to watch a movie.


    Bai Xiaonian recalled Lin Nuan’s removal from “A Sunday Date,” so she asked Lin Nuan, “What are your ns?”


    Lin Nuan took a small bite of an apple and drew a tissue to wipe her mouth, only replying after a while, “Haicheng TV Station likely no longer has a ce for me.”


    Actually, Lin Nuan had given this matter much thought.


    Fang Yan was seasoned in the industry and could tell someone had targeted Lin Nuan. Lin Nuan didn’t know who this person was, and she didn’t intend to pursue it. In any case, it must have something to do with Chu Xun.