Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 485 - Lin Nuan’s Husband

Chapter 485: Lin Nuan’s Husband

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lin Nuan was already thoroughly drenched by the time she was done filming. In the dressing room, Lin Nuan felt sticky all over. After changing back into her own clothes and removing her makeup, she was so tired she sat on her chair, not even wanting to move a finger.

In the past, Lin Nuan felt that it was easy being an actor, especially when she saw the exorbitant acting remuneration reported on the news. She would wonder why they were paid so well, so well that it was ridiculous…

Now that she was doing it herself, she realized the difficulty of the job. She only had a few scenes, but the mental energy used when showing an outburst of emotions was more tiring than having to dig 12 tons of coal!

“How was it?” Fang Yan had accompanied Lin Nuan throughout her shoot. She leaned against the makeup mirror and handed an open bottle of water to Lin Nuan.

Lin Nuan raised a sore arm and took it. “Thanks…”

“Really not considering developing into an all-round artist?” Fang Yan drank a sip of water. “My judgment can’t be wrong. If you work towards that, you’ll surely rise up. I have confidence!”

Lin Nuan shook her head and hands. “Work like this, which requires me to go through a rollercoaster ride of emotions, doesn’t suit me! It’s good enough that I have this little exposure to acting!”

Fang Yan laughed and took a glance at her wristwatch, then handed her tablet to Lin Nuan. “Get your spirits up! Rest for 15 minutes and take a look at the long Weibo post we just released. We’ve still got to go out and meet the reporters.”

Lin Nuan nodded and rubbed her temples, seriously reading the Weibo post that was just released.

There were many missed calls from family and friends on her phone; Lin Nuan didn’t have the time to reply to all of them, so she switched off her phone. Even though she knew she was playing ostrich, Lin Nuan wanted a moment of silence.

After a bit of rest, Lin Nuan arranged her clothes and hair, then accompanied Fang Yan to head outside to meet the reporters.

…

In the Kaide Corporation’s President’s Office, the tv screen showed the live broadcast of Lin Nuan’s interview at the entrance of the set of “The Exorcist.”

Fu Huai’an stood leaning against his office desk, his legs crossed, his eyes on the large TV screen. On it was Lin Nuan’s exhausted-looking petite face; she was patiently explaining the relationship between her and Tuan Tuan and Fu Tianci.

What she said was basically identical to the long Weibo post she had just released on her official Weibo account, it was just that the Weibo post had a better effect of flaming one’s emotions.

Lin Nuan’s back was straightened, her voice sounding fatigued and a little hoarse. “In the past, I have never stood out to respond to rumors of any sort because I felt that it was my personal life and that there was no need to let everyone know about it. But this time it concerned my child. As a mother, I can’t see a bit of harm come to my child! I hope everyone can leave it at that…”

With the Weibo post released on her official account, the reporters more or less had an understanding of the matter, so they didn’t go hard on Lin Nuan…

Fang Yan was accompanying her by her side; when Lin Nuan was done speaking, Fang Yan smiled and asked the reporters to give way, saying Lin Nuan was already super tired from an entire day of filming!

At the mention of filming, a reporter immediately recalled the Weibo released at noon, so he pressed, “The original author of ‘The Exorcist’ declared on Weibo that Lin Nuan was doing a poor job of acting the role of Feng Wuluan’s previous reincarnation. What do you think of this, Lin Nuan?”

“Director Chen insisted on using you. Is there an insider story?”

“The author Shu Xin even scolded the director, was it because he insisted on using you? What’s your view on the matter?”

Fang Yan was holding Lin Nuan’s shoulder as they got into the car under protection from the film crew.

Fu Huai’an’s eyes were narrowed; as he picked up the remote control to turn off the tv, he opened the Weibo app on his phone…

As Fu Huai’an had expected, there were some who were understanding of Lin Nuan, some supporting her, but there were more who didn’t believe what Lin Nuan said, reprimanding and insulting her.

Fu Huai’an read the comments left behind on Lin Nuan’s official Weibo account in detail, and he recalled the photo taken of Lin Nuan and Tuan Tuan that morning. His gaze became gentle as he picked up the internal line and asked his assistant Little Lu who normally took care of his Weibo account; he got the latter to come in.

Fu Huai’an was President of the Kaide Corporation; although he didn’t have a personal Weibo account, he definitely had an official one, and the official Weibo account had always been left in the care of an employee in his office. Fu Huai’an never bothered with what was released on his Weibo.

Within a few minutes, Little Lu came knocking on the door with a tablet in hand. “Sir, Little Liu is normally the one in charge of Weibo, but he’s on leave today. I have already logged in to the account on the tablet for you…”

Fu Huai’an nodded and took the tablet computer from Little Lu’s hands.

The display picture on his official Weibo account was a photo taken when he did an interview with a magazine previously. Fu Huai’an frowned.

Regarding something like Weibo, Fu Huai’an was indeed not an expert. He found that photo of Tuan Tuan and Lin Nuan on his phone and handed it to Little Lu, together with the tablet. “Change the display picture to this…”

Little Lu was a bit surprised, but he still nodded. After he uploaded the photo as the new display picture, he respectfully propped up the tablet for Fu Huai’an to take a look. “Will this do?”

Fu Huai’an narrowed his eyes, his body leaning against the large office desk as he retrieved a cigarette and sniffed it under his nose. He then said, “Change the name as well…”

Little Lu took a look at the name—Fu Huai’an; that was correct!

“Sir, what would you like to change it to?”

“Mr. Fu.”

Little Lu gave it some thought; there seemed to be no problem changing it to Mr. Fu, so he nodded. “Okay!”

Having changed the Weibo name, Little Lu asked again, “Sir, are there any other problems?”

Fu Huai’an shifted the unlit cigarette away from his nose. His handsome face turned slightly sideways, his vision sweeping to the description below his name—President of the Kaide Corporation. His brows furrowed, and his cigarette-welding hand pointed at that description. “This… change it to Lin Nuan’s husband.”

Little Lu widened his eyes.

News regarding Lin Nuan was all over the internet today; one was unable to ignore it even if he so wished. For Fu Huai’an to be tying his name together with Lin Nuan at a moment like this, his boss was obviously trying to show support for Lin Nuan; Little Lu understood his intentions.

Hence Little Lu said, “Sir, this is an official description, and yours is a verified account. If you make amendments, it would need to go through a check by the CSO, so it won’t be as quick as simply changing the user’s name!”

Plus, to change it to Lin Nuan’s husband, it was kind of…

“Then change the name to Lin Nuan’s husband.” Fu Huai’an shifted the chair beside him and sat down, then pointed at a chair by his side for Little Lu to sit down as well.

Little Lu was speechless.

So, Sir, you’re trying to support Ms. Lin Nuan and put up a public show of affection with her while she’s being smeared so badly on the internet?

Little Lu sat down with trepidation and changed the description to Lin Nuan’s husband as he was told.

Fu Huai’an took the tablet from Little Lu and asked him how to retweet that long post that Lin Nuan had released on her official Weibo. Little Lu’s organs were trembling by now; it seemed like his boss was truly bent on backing up his wife.

Little Lu hit the retweet button then asked Fu Huai’an, “Sir, would you like to add some text to that?”

“Text?”

Fu Huai’an’s gaze lowered, his finger pinching the unlit cigarette as he casually tapped it on the large office desk. “Hand the tablet computer over to me, you may go out first…”