Chapter 567: His Skin Was So Pale He Looked Sickly

Lin Nuan watched as her fair ears gradually turned red, not sure what Bai Xiaonian was suddenly thinking. She cleared her throat and spoke to Bai Xiaonian, “Actually, it’s not difficult to settle this matter!”

“So, you’ve agreed to help?”

“It’s better to rely on oneself than to rely on others—this is what you told me yourself!” Lin Nuan denied Bai Xiaonian’s naive thinking.

“End of our friendship!” Bai Xiaonian glared at Lin Nuan.

Seeing the way Bai Xiaonian was glaring at her angrily, Lin Nuan smiled and lowered her voice. “I have heard that there is no problem that can’t be solved by acting coquettishly. If it doesn’t work the first time, try it a second time!”

Lin Nuan gestured a “two” with her fingers.

Bai Xiaonian stared at Lin Nuan’s gesture and asked, “Have you tried this on Fu Huai’an before?”

Not lying to Bai Xiaonian, Lin Nuan nodded, her ears a little flushed.

“It really works?” Bai Xiaonian asked.

Lin Nuan continued nodding.

“Then… I’ll try it later!” Bai Xiaonian frowned, thinking carefully as she spoke; her voice could hardly conceal her hesitation. She tapped her fingers against her legs inconsistently.

Seeing Bai Xiaonian consider this option, Lin Nuan didn’t say anything else, sipping on her longan red dates tea as she watched the movie.

On the way from Dubai to Venice, Lin Nuan felt a lot more relaxed.

The City of Canals, Venice, was just as Fu Huai’an had described, having breath-taking scenery everywhere!

After settling down in the presidential suite, Lin Nuan came out after a shower and pushed open the window to see the evening lights reflected upon the surface of the water. The dim yellow palette contrasted against the bright lights, exuding a warmth. It was as if it was a reflection of the world. The bright lights illuminated the entirety of Venice.

A small gondola sped over the water, crushing the bright colors in the water, creating a scenery of another style.

After getting out of the shower, Fu Huai’an saw Lin Nuan leaning at the windows, admiring the night scenery of Venice. He wiped his hair with a towel and asked, “Do you want to go out and take a walk? Just the two of us!”

Lin Nuan turned her head and saw Fu Huai’an in comfortable pajamas. She nodded and beamed broadly. “Sure!”

The night air of Venice was still considered comfortable in this season. Lin Nuan was wearing a pair of jeans coupled with a T-shirt and a hoodie. She walked along the streets of Venice, her fingers intertwined with Fu Huai’an’s.

Red lanterns lined the two sides of the long pedestrian streets, illuminating the entire path in a shade of red. Tourists were gathered under the lights, striking all sorts of poses for the camera.

The water reflected the seemingly endless streets, which were bustling with people.

Fu Huai’an grabbed Lin Nuan’s petite hand and slipped it into his jacket pocket, avoiding the crowd and trying to walk towards the inner area.

Lin Nuan’s other hand was holding onto Fu Huai’an’s firm arm. She watched as couple after couple put their heads together to capture themselves on camera with a selfie rod on the lantern-lined streets, smiling blissfully.

Hugging onto Fu Huai’an’s arm, Lin Nuan could feel his warmth; her heart was like the illuminated water of Venice, warm in color and rippling constantly. She couldn’t help but smile…

Fu Huai’an’s large hand squeezed Lin Nuan’s petite hand inside his pocket, and he asked, “Want to take a selfie?”

“Are you going to show this public display of affection on Weibo?”

Lin Nuan looked up at Fu Huai’an, her eyes reflecting the warm colors of this long street, her gaze full of smiles.

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She made it sound as if Fu Huai’an constantly showed public displays of affection.

“With such a pretty wife, why should I hide it?” Fu Huai’an asked in return.

Lin Nuan nodded, seriously accepting Fu Huai’an’s praise. “I think what you said makes a lot of sense!”

They then saw a foreign couple—with blond hair and blue eyes—leaving the spot under the lanterns after taking their photo, so there was now an empty spot for them. Lin Nuan pulled Fu Huai’an’s hand and quickly strode over. They stood in the same spot that the foreign couple had left, and she took out her camera and switched to the front camera…

Lin Nuan was shorter, so her shooting angle wasn’t particularly good, though Fu Huai’an still appeared dashing in the photo.

Fu Huai’an took the phone from Lin Nuan’s hand and raised it, then pointed it in their direction. His large hand was circled around Lin Nuan’s slim waist, pulling her into his arms.

Suddenly feeling a force on her waist, Lin Nuan staggered a little. Her arms were pressed against Fu Huai’an’s chest as she looked up at the camera.

“Kacha——”

The phone camera captured Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an’s smiling facial features after a crisp sound.

After giving up the photo-taking spot, Lin Nuan took the camera and had a look…

Fu Huai’an’s casual shot turned out looking rather professional.

Lin Nuan’s hands were still on Fu Huai’an’s chest. When she turned around, she couldn’t hide the shock and smile in her gaze. Her loose strands of hair blew in the wind and fluttered around her lips.

Fu Huai’an’s sharp facial features appeared particularly deep-set under the lighting. His entire being was being enveloped in a warm shade, his handsome and masculine aura apparent, his gaze gentle.

“Looks really nice!” Lin Nuan praised the photo, which was filled with warmth and love.

“En, I also think that you look the best!” Fu Huai’an gazed at Lin Nuan and wasn’t at all stingy with his compliments.

Lin Nuan’s ears turned red. Her misty eyes gazed towards Fu Huai’an, the smile in her eyes even deeper now. It was as if her eyes had stolen all the gentleness of the warm lighting that illuminated this entire street.

“You look the best too!” Lin Nuan beamed.

Fu Huai’an couldn’t stand such a smile from Lin Nuan, not at all…

His hands cupped Lin Nuan’s palm-sized petite face as he forcefully kissed her.

Fu Huai’an released Lin Nuan after a short kiss. Upon seeing her reddened face and ears like that of a cooked prawn, Fu Huai’an was in a fantastic mood.

Even if she was shy, Lin Nuan ultimately didn’t reject him.

“Let’s go. Let’s walk ahead!” Fu Huai’an slipped Lin Nuan’s petite hand back into his pocket, not forgetting to remind Lin Nuan to send him the photo.

Lin Nuan held her phone with one hand and walked with her head lowered as she sent the photo to Fu Huai’an’s WeChat.

There were a lot of pedestrians; Lin Nuan heard an “excuse me” in English, but she didn’t have the time to dodge before her shoulder was forcefully bumped. She fell forwards, and her phone slipped from her hand. If it weren’t for Fu Huai’an grabbing her in time, she would definitely have suffered an ugly fall.

“Are you okay?” Fu Huai’an shielded Lin Nuan and asked, frowning.

Lin Nuan shook her head. Her shoulder hurt from the bump.

The young man who had bumped into Lin Nuan as he walked in a hurry quickly stopped in his tracks. Seeing the phone by his feet, he bent over slowly and picked it up, handing it back to Lin Nuan apologetically. He spoke with a rather slow tempo, “Apologies, you can check if it’s still working? If it’s not, I’m willing to compensate you.”

With the chilly voice entering her ears, Lin Nuan raised her head. She was met with a vapid and deep pair of eyes, so still that they resembled a dead pool of water in an empty valley, like that of an old man.

The man had black hair and black eyes, his deep-set facial features suggesting he might be of mixed blood. His skin was so pale that he looked sickly, as if he didn’t get to see the sun at all and only wandered outside at night. His tall and slim physique appeared rather thin and too frail to stand a gust of wind.