Lin Nuan felt the sincerity from Shu Xin's apology.
Shu Xin turned off the microphone, then said in a soft, embarrassed voice to Lin Nuan, \"Previously… I was still your husband's fan! Now, I'm even a fan of your son! Don't misunderstand, I don't have other intentions, I merely admire your husband. I know a man like your husband definitely won't want to wear something like a pendant, so I only requested two be made from Konglong, one for you and one for your son!\"
Lin Nuan nodded. \"Thank you!\"
Shu Xin had addressed Venerable Konglong as Konglong, so the two of them must be quite familiar with each other, else Venerable Konglong wouldn't have agreed to help Shu Xin make the pendants.
The show, which ran for 100 minutes on TV, was recorded in around two hours. Perhaps because they got along merrily, it ended faster than Lin Nuan had expected.
When Lin Nuan went backstage to have her makeup removed, she was already perspiring all over.
At least Li Muyang hadn't appeared again. This made Lin Nuan heave a sigh of relief.
In the past, when Lin Nuan was hosting a show, she hadn't expected that filming a variety show would be such a tiring affair. This was especially so when it came to the games section, as it challenged one both intellectually and physically.
Seeing that Lin Nuan was panting when she was done with the games, Fang Yan handed her a physical training schedule after she entered the dressing room.
Lin Nuan sat before the mirror and had yet to drink some water when she looked up at Fang Yan. \"Physical training?\"
\"Right, your stamina is too poor!\" Fang Yan, who was sitting before the makeup mirror, bent over and reached out to touch Lin Nuan's waist and abs. \"Did you get your firm abs from starving yourself?\"
Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.
\"Power sculpt combined with aerobic exercise can improve your stamina as well as your curves. You look too thin now. Mainly, your shoulder and arm strength need to be trained. So long as you train these areas, you won't appear particularly thin and frail.\" Fang Yan frowned and added after some thought, \"Your cardiopulmonary endurance should be worked on too.\"
Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.
Was Fang Yan transforming from a manager into a physical trainer?
Lin Nuan turned her head at the sound of someone knocking on the door…
Fu Huai'an pushed open the door and entered. Fang Yan, who was leaning before the mirror with her arms crossed, lowered her arms and straightened her body, smiling politely at Fu Huai'an. \"Mr. Fu!\"
Lin Nuan sat in the chair and didn't move. When she turned to see it was Fu Huai'an, the corners of her lips turned up. She twisted open the top to the water bottle and said, \"I've just finished speaking with Sister Yan and can leave now.\"
\"I'm done speaking!\" Fang Yan smiled. \"It's just that there's a direct broadcast talk show tomorrow at 7 pm. I'll come and pick Lin Nuan up then.\"
Fang Yan spoke more courteously with Fu Huai'an around. Fu Huai'an had an intimidating aura about him, and Fang Yan feared a man like him, someone who had developed such a strong aura after having been in the business world for so many years.
However, when facing Lin Nuan, since the two of them were quite familiar with each other by now, Fang Yan spoke less formally.
\"Then let's leave. Little Lu has made a reservation at a restaurant!\" Fu Huai'an said, his eyes turning towards Fang Yan. \"Does Ms. Fang want to join us?\"
Fang Yan hurriedly waved her hands. \"No need, no need! You[1] go ahead with Lin Nuan! I need to go home and accompany my kids…\"
What a joke, how could Fang Yan really go ahead and play gooseberry?
Lin Nuan noticed that Fang Yan addressed Fu Huai'an with the formal version of you and tried to hold back her laughter. To think the usually tough and competent Fang Yan appeared to be frightened of Fu Huai'an. This made Lin Nuan subconsciously recall how she used to behave around Fu Huai'an at the start.
At that time, Lin Nuan was rather afraid of Fu Huai'an too.
Fu Huai'an looked at the way Lin Nuan was drinking her water with her ears flushed, and the smile in his eyes intensified.
\"Then… if there's nothing else, I'll get going first!\" Fang Yan grabbed her shoulder bag and put it on, then smiled and nodded at Fu Huai'an.
Fu Huai'an gave way to Fang Yan, and after she left the room, he heard Lin Nuan laugh and say, \"If Miss Xia saw this, she wouldn't believe it, that Sister Yan would fear someone…\"
Fu Huai'an leisurely closed the door. \"Fang Yan's performance is so much better than yours was back then. The pot is calling the kettle black!\"
Lin Nuan was rendered speechless.
It wasn't that Lin Nuan hadn't realized this herself.
Come to think of it, Lin Nuan didn't know when she started not to be afraid of Fu Huai'an.
Perhaps with their relationship deepening by the day, when love was greater than fear, unknowingly, Lin Nuan stopped being afraid of him.
Because, what she saw… was the Fu Huai'an who treated her gently, who doted upon and spoiled her.
Lin Nuan's heart warmed up, and she couldn't resist jogging up to hug Fu Huai'an by his narrow waist, burying her head in his chest. Her muffled voice sounded delicate and adorable…
\"En, I used to be afraid of you. Now, I no longer fear you. Instead, I worry about you, about your safety, about whether you'll be unhappy, and I worry that you'll bottle things up and hide them from me, dealing with all the pressure yourself. I worry about the fact that I have a boring personality, worry that you'll have a change of heart, and worry that I won't be able to stop myself from being deeply in love with you if you have a change of heart!\"
In all of Lin Nuan's worries, Fu Huai'an was placed at the very front. Fu Huai'an's Adam's apple glided up and down, and he felt very touched.
Fu Huai'an held the woman who had just confessed to him tightly in his embrace. \"So… you're more worried about my safety and happiness than if I were to have a change of heart?\"
Lin Nuan didn't utter a sound. She had naturally blurted out all of these words, and if Fu Huai'an hadn't pointed it out, Lin Nuan herself wouldn't have realized that she already viewed Fu Huai'an as being more important than herself.
To Fu Huai'an, being able to obtain Lin Nuan's love was what he asked for.
After Fu Huai'an obtained it, he never wanted to let go again, so how would he have a change of heart?
Even though the road ahead was still long and many things couldn't be anticipated, he knew very well in his heart that Lin Nuan was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. She was the woman he wanted to place in the deepest part of his heart and shower with love and dote upon…
So long as he was still alive in this lifetime, so long as his heart continued beating, he would go on loving Lin Nuan with all his heart…
Fu Huai'an didn't make solemn vows or sweet promises, he merely hugged Lin Nuan tight and pressed his thin lips to her ear, his low and forceful voice entering her ear with hot air. \"Nothing you worry about will happen…\"
Those days lived in trepidation overseas were over, and even though Lin Nuan had lingering fears, she still felt safe back in her home country. She nodded, embracing Fu Huai'an harder.
\"I should change my clothes!\" Lin Nuan said softly in Fu Huai'an's arms. \"I'm hungry…\"
Lin Nuan then tightened her slim arms around Fu Huai'an, pulling him in more closely, not looking at all like she was about to go and change her clothes.
\"How about… I help you change?\" Fu Huai'an's low voice carried a smile with it.
\"Do you dare guarantee that you'll just be helping me change my clothes and that it won't lead to something else?\" Lin Nuan raised her head, her chin resting on Fu Huai'an's chest as she asked.
Fu Huai'an smiled and replied, \"Hard to say…\"
After she changed her clothes, before she could emerge from the dressing room, Fang Yan returned. After knocking on the door, she opened it and told Lin Nuan that her fans were waiting outside and that there were many of them. Due to that, the production crew had arranged for security. She asked Lin Nuan and Fu Huai'an when they would be prepared to leave.
[1] A more formal and respectful version of \"you\" was used here, one normally used when speaking with someone older, more senior, or of a higher status