When Yuan Yuan grows up to be big brother's age, she can eat two bowls with big brother! But we've already had lunch. Now, Daddy and Mommy will make us biscuits and egg tarts. Yuan Yuan can eat two egg tarts later, okay? "
Whenever he talked to Yuan Yuan, Tuan Tuan's glib tongue would become extremely smooth.
Yuan Yuan seemed to think about it seriously, then nodded and said the word "okay" that she had just learned.
Lin Nuan was amused by the two kids. "Can they really understand each other?"
Fu Huai 'an smiled and shook his head. "I don't know."
He had just finished replying when Fu Huai 'an's phone, which he had placed in a corner of the counter, rang.
Fu Huai 'an took a look, then drew a tissue to wipe his hands and put the call to his ear. "What happened to Xiao Lu?"
Fu Huai 'an didn't go to the office during this period of time, so Little Lu was the one who took care of the company's matters and brought them to the Fu residence at night for Fu Huai' an to handle.
The meeting was also conducted in the form of a video conference.
"Sir, a lawyer who claims to be Mr. Jiang from Jincheng contacted me and asked me to tell you that your biological father, Mr. Jiang Chengyuan, has passed away. He left all his inheritance to Young Master Tuan Tuan in his will. As his guardian, you need to go through the formalities."
Hearing this news, Fu Huai 'an was slightly stunned.
Although Fu Huai 'an didn't have much feelings for Jiang Chengyuan, he couldn't help but feel emotional upon hearing the news of Jiang Chengyuan's death …
This was probably the magic of blood relations.
"Sir …" Little Lu didn't hear Fu Huai 'an's reply. He had wanted to say something to comfort Fu Huai' an, but he felt that Fu Huai 'an hadn't contacted his biological father for many years. In the past, Little Lu had heard Old Madam Fu mention the death of Fu Huai' an's mother. Therefore, he didn't say the words "restrain your grief" and only said, "Why don't I go to Jincheng to handle this matter?"
Fu Huai 'an lowered his gaze and replied in a low voice, "I'll handle this myself. You can focus on your work."
"Yes, sir."
After hanging up the call, Lin Nuan, who was pressing a cookie into a mold, turned around and asked Fu Huai 'an, "What's the matter? Did something happen?! "
Fu Huai 'an smiled at Lin Nuan, his gaze sweeping over the two kids who were still talking seriously. He smiled and said, "It's nothing …"
Fu Huai 'an washed his hands again and came back to knead the cookie dough.
Lin Nuan knew that Fu Huai 'an had something on, but she was afraid that she couldn't say it in front of the two kids, so she didn't ask further.
When he was young, it wasn't that Fu Huai 'an didn't look forward to fatherly love. He did … but after many disappointments, Fu Huai' an no longer looked forward to it.
Perhaps it was because of his childhood experiences that he had been working hard to be a good father to Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan. At the very least, he had to let the two children know every day that their father … loved them deeply.
When Fu Huai 'an looked at the two kids, they also happened to look at Fu Huai' an.
The child's eyes were pure and clean as if they had been washed, filled with healing.
Fu Huai 'an smiled and asked Tuan Tuan, "Tuan Tuan, do you want to try making cookies with the cookie molds?"
"Can I?!" Tuan Tuan stood up, surprised.
Lin Nuan smiled. "Of course, Mama will teach you from the side!"
Fu Huai 'an washed his hands and picked up his daughter. Tuan Tuan stood on a small stool beside the counter, mimicking Lin Nuan as he used a mold to press the dough. When the mold was removed, it looked like a small biscuit.
Tuan Tuan smiled happily. He raised his head and asked Yuan Yuan, who was in Fu Huai 'an's arms, "Yuan Yuan … what kind of biscuits do you want to eat? Brother will make them for you!"
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Staring at the biscuit mold, he stretched out his white and chubby little hand and tried to grab something in the air.
"This?!" Tuan Tuan picked up a mold and asked.
Yuan Yuan still made that grabbing action, and Tuan Tuan picked up the little bear mold. "This?!"
Yuan Yuan snatched the mold and placed it in her mouth. Lin Nuan quickly snatched the mold back and flicked Yuan Yuan's forehead with a smile. "What a foodie. This isn't a biscuit. Be good and eat it when you're done with your exams, okay?"
Seeing her mother, Yuan Yuan stretched out her little paw to her mother again. "Hug … hug … hug …"
Lin Nuan could only hug Yuan Yuan and watch Fu Huai 'an and Tuan Tuan make biscuits together.
That day, Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan had a lot of fun. Before the biscuits were baked, the two children had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
Lin Nuan and Fu Huai 'an placed the children upstairs. After coming out of the children's room, Lin Nuan asked Fu Huai' an if something had happened when he was baking the biscuits in the kitchen today.
Lin Nuan held Fu Huai 'an's arm and looked up at him.
Fu Huai 'an smiled and raised his hand to hold the back of Lin Nuan's head. He planted a kiss on her forehead and pulled his attentive wife into his arms. He said, "There's news from Jincheng. They said … Jiang Chengyuan passed away."
Lin Nuan paused …
Jiang Chengyuan, Fu Huai 'an's biological father.
Lin Nuan didn't say anything. She wrapped her arms around Fu Huai 'an's narrow waist and gently stroked his firm and broad back.
Fu Huai 'an laughed softly. "I'm fine …"
Lin Nuan hugged Fu Huai 'an even harder. "Then … are we going to Jincheng?"
"If you and the children aren't going, I'll make a trip there …" Fu Huai 'an said.
Lin Nuan looked up at Fu Huai 'an, her gaze filled with worry. But that was Fu Huai' an's biological father … how could Lin Nuan stop him?
"I'll be back as soon as possible!" Fu Huai 'an tucked Lin Nuan's stray hair behind her ear and said in a low voice, "Take good care of the two children."
Lin Nuan nodded and placed her petite hand on the back of Fu Huai 'an's large hand. She turned her head and gently kissed Fu Huai' an's palm, asking, "When are you leaving?"
"I'll go on the day of the funeral. I'll be back on the same day."
…
That night, Fu Huai 'an couldn't sleep well.
He hugged Lin Nuan, who was fast asleep in his arms, and turned his head to look out the window …
Fu Huai 'an couldn't remember Jiang Chengyuan's memories clearly. The more he thought about it, the more blurry they became.
Those memories seemed to be disappearing from Fu Huai 'an's mind along with Jiang Chengyuan's death.
Early the next morning, the two children were still asleep. Lin Nuan sent Fu Huai 'an to the door. After helping Fu Huai' an adjust his collar, she repeatedly reminded him to be careful.
Fu Huai 'an smiled and nodded. He lowered his head to kiss Lin Nuan's lips and forehead, then hugged her in his arms. "I'll be home before dinner at the latest."
"What do you want to eat?" Lin Nuan looked up from Fu Huai 'an's arms and asked with a smile, "I'll prepare it tonight. Tuan Tuan will help."
"I love whatever you cook!" Fu Huai 'an wasn't being perfunctory.
Lin Nuan smiled and nodded. "Okay."
They set off from the Fu residence early in the morning. By the time Fu Huai 'an arrived in Jincheng, it was already past 10 am
Because Jiang Ming 'an was Xie Jingqiu's best friend, Xie Jingqiu and Su Nian, who didn't like to appear in public, also came to Jiang Chengyuan's funeral.
Tang Xi, You Jiaxin, Feng Yuan, Ran Dongsheng, and Lu Yunhang, Qin Xiaofan and his wife, Ji Zibai, Xie Jingqian, and Lu Yunfan were all there.
(End of this chapter)
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