Mr Fu, I Really Love You 939 Dare to Do It but No Guts to Admit It?

Song Yao, who got what she wanted, was in a marvelous mood the entire day. She even couldn’t resist calling Lin Nuan to tell her the good news…

Lin Nuan, who had reached the new house with Fu Huai’an and Tuan Tuan, was likewise in a wonderful mood. It was just that Song Yao’s call came at the wrong time.

Tuan Tuan planned to buy a few little toys to decorate his bedroom. Little Lu offered to accompany Tuan Tuan outside, so Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan were the only ones left in the house. Could Fu Huai’an hold himself back under such circumstances?

The minute Tuan Tuan left the house, Fu Huai’an pulled Lin Nuan into the bedroom and kicked the door closed with his foot, unable to resist pinning her against the door and kissing her.

After locking the door and taking off Lin Nuan’s jacket, as the two of them were kissing passionately and unable to part with one another, the phone in Lin Nuan’s pocket started vibrating.

Lin Nuan was afraid something had happened with the shoot, so she forcibly pushed Fu Huai’an away and parted lips with him. She then took out her phone and glanced at it, all the while with messed up breathing…

Seeing that it was Song Yao, Fu Huai’an said in a raspy voice, “Return her call in a while!”

“What if… she’s calling about an important matter!”

Lin Nuan took two deep breaths, then put the call through.

Fu Huai’an inevitably felt that the mood was ruined, so he punishingly lowered his head and gently bit Lin Nuan on the neck.

“Ouch…”

Lin Nuan felt a touch of pain. She returned the favor with her petite hand, pinching Fu Huai’an’s firm waist in protest.

“Nuan Nuan, I’m going to learn French. I feel that this is excellent antenatal training…” Song Yao was sitting on the sofa and browsing through the learning material Saihand brought over, clearly in a good mood.

“Mm! Is anything else the matter?” Lin Nuan asked. “I’m a little busy here, so I’ll call you later…”

Lin Nuan’s single hand could no longer hold off Fu Huai’an’s large hand that was naughtily sneaking under her clothes. She felt her body burn up and was unable to chat properly with Song Yao.

“Okay! You go get busy!” Song Yao didn’t suspect that anything was amiss. “Return my call when you’re free…”

“Alright…”

Lin Nuan replied. Her finger had just tapped on her phone to hang up the call when Fu Huai’an turned her face sideways and kissed upon it. As he pinned both of her arms above her head, her phone fell to the ground.

Fu Huai’an very gently pecked Lin Nuan from her lips to her jaw, then on her neck, gently sucking on it, making Lin Nuan let out a delicate moan involuntarily.

Song Yao, who hadn’t hung up the phone yet, paused in surprise, her face blushing completely. She frantically pressed on the end call button. Unable to hold her phone steady, it fell to the ground. Song Yao hurriedly picked up her phone and squeezed it tightly to her chest, her heart rate escalating to 180.

Were Lin Nuan and Fu Huai’an… doing that something?

Ya! If that was the case, her phone call was made at the wrong time!

Song Yao flushed from head to toe instantly, like a thoroughly cooked prawn.

The shocked Song Yao caressed her tummy. “Baby, be good… you heard nothing just now! Nothing at all!”

Song Yao didn’t know if she was saying those words to herself or the baby in her tummy.

After a long while, Song Yao managed to calm down. Seeing the French learning materials Saihand sent over just now, she flipped open a book and skimmed through it.

Song Yao had just flipped open the book and looked at two pages when she heard ranting noises coming from downstairs.

Because Song Yao was on the balcony, and add to that the fact that Song Yao liked a quiet environment, Cen Mo had instructed everyone long ago that such turmoil wasn’t allowed in the house. Song Yao wondered if something had happened. She had just put on her shoes and prepared to head downstairs when the bedroom door was pushed open. The woman’s piercing voice could be heard even more clearly now.

The servant closed the door, speaking with a terrible countenance. “Madam… Sir’s adoptive mother is back. She’s making a din downstairs, asking to see Sir. I’ve already called Sir. He asked me to come over and keep you company, and also to tell you not to worry. He’s coming back immediately!”

When Song Yao heard that it was Cen Mo’s adoptive mother, she thought about it and then sat down. She reopened the book and started reading it, but the din downstairs was getting louder and louder, so loud that Song Yao couldn’t ignore it even if she wanted to.

“I know that little slut is upstairs! Get out of my way! Scram!”

Song Yao could tell that this was the voice of the young lady from the Cen family. She closed the book and put on her shoes again, planning to go upstairs to the glass greenhouse to read her book. It was quieter there.

Song Yao had just put on her shoes when her phone vibrated. She bent over and picked it up to glance at it. It was Cen Mo.

Cen Mo’s magnetic voice could be heard from the other end of the line. “Stay in the room and don’t go out. I’ll be home soon!”

“It’s too noisy on the second floor, so I plan to go to the top level’s greenhouse to read a book.” Song Yao’s voice was gentle and soft.

Upon hearing that Song Yao wasn’t affected, Cen Mo’s heart was put at ease. Even his voice sounded gentler now. “Okay, so long as it doesn’t affect your mood. Get someone to stay close to your side at all times…”

“I know, don’t worry!” Song Yao smiled. “There are so many people at home. They’re not going to let anything happen to me!”

“I’ll be home in five minutes!”

“Okay!” Song Yao nodded. “I’ll wait for you in the greenhouse upstairs…”

After hanging up the call, Song Yao took out a jacket from her wardrobe. At that moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

“Second Missy, you can’t enter!”

“Second Missy!”

The servant couldn’t hold back Cen Mo’s younger sister from the Cen family, Cen Ruo. Seeing Cen Ruo barge into the bedroom, the servant looked towards Song Yao pitifully. “Madam…”

“Madam?” Cen Ruo snickered. “How is she ‘Madam’? She’s got the face of a vixen and only knows how to shamelessly seduce my brother! If it weren’t for you, my sis-in-law wouldn’t have called off the marriage agreement with my brother! And our Cen family wouldn’t be reduced to this state! You shameless slut, how dare you stick by my brother’s side! See if I won’t beat you to death!”

How could the Cen residence’s servants allow Cen Ruo to really touch Song Yao? The pregnant Song Yao was incredibly precious.

“Song Yao! You slut! Vixen!”

Amidst Cen Ruo’s scolding, Song Yao maintained a calm expression as she stared at Cen Ruo. She slowly put on her jacket, and as her finger grazed past the stiff material of the sleeves, she let out a slight sound…

Song Yao slipped her phone into her pocket, pulled her hair out from inside her jacket, then walked towards the coffee table.

Seeing the nonchalant Song Yao, who was treating her like air, Cen Ruo grew even more furious. She stamped her foot, becoming even more overboard with her insults. “Your mom was forced to her death by a third party! If your mom sees that you’ve become someone else’s mistress, aren’t you afraid that she might be so angered by you that she’ll jump out of her coffin? Why, have you turned into a mute? Dare to do it but no guts to admit it?”

Song Yao picked up a book, then turned around, gazing at Cen Ruo with a smile. “So what if I’ve done it? I admit it… What can you do about me?”

“You!” Cen Ruo hadn’t expected Song Yao to admit it so straightforwardly. “Shameless!”

“Right… I am shameless! How much better are you? At least… I didn’t interfere in the marriage of a married man! And you? Falling for your teacher when you were underage. Despite clearly knowing that your teacher was married with kids, you entered into an affair with him. You even threatened your teacher, Mr. Fan, by kidnapping his four-year-old son, telling him to get a divorce…”