The two of them didn’t waste any time and went straight back to Fu Nanxun’s place.
“You rest for a bit. I’ll go warm up the food.”
Seeing the man sit down, Nan Qianqian frowned slightly as she looked at the food in her hands that had already lost most of its warmth.
She thought to herself that this was all that scumbag Chen Feng’s fault.
If he hadn’t suddenly appeared halfway, Fu Nanxun would still have been able to eat the food while it was hot.
After stepping outside, Nan Qianqian discovered something rather tragic.
Fu Nanxun’s thatched hut was already unbelievably crude to begin with.
Aside from the room he lived in, the makeshift kitchen built beside it was even more dilapidated.
Never mind how rundown it was.
The main problem was that there was practically nothing inside.
Apart from a simple mud-brick stove, there wasn’t even a cooking pot.
“There’s no need. You can’t heat it up here.”
Fu Nanxun spoke from behind her.
She had dashed out so quickly just now that he hadn’t even had time to say anything.
“Then what do we do?”
Nan Qianqian turned around and looked at the man, an inexplicable ache rising in her heart.
She had forgotten that he had only returned because his leg was injured.
He hadn’t even had a place to stay, so they had temporarily arranged for him to live here.
Someone had always delivered food to him.
He had never even used the stove.
“No need to heat it.”
Seeing Nan Qianqian looking at him as though she were staring at some pitiful little puppy, Fu Nanxun inexplicably felt irritated.
Could it be that the only reason she treated him this way was because she pitied him?
Fu Nanxun’s expression darkened.
After saying that, he turned around and went straight back inside.
Nan Qianqian watched as the man once again left her with nothing but his back.
Glancing at the food in her hands, she thought that she should take an insulated food container out of the space.
If this man refused to marry her, then for the time being, she would still have to keep running back and forth to deliver his meals.
“Fu Nanxun, the food is still a little warm. Hurry up and eat some first.”
Nan Qianqian called loudly toward the man’s back before quickly following him inside with the food.
Eating something was still better than eating nothing.
After Fu Nanxun finished the meal with an expressionless face from beginning to end, Nan Qianqian plopped herself down onto the stool opposite him.
She had been standing there watching him eat from the moment he started.
After struggling internally for a long time, Nan Qianqian finally decided to test the waters.
“Ahem, Fu Nanxun, there’s something I want to discuss with you. Uh… don’t reject me yet. Hear me out first.”
Seeing the man’s dark eyes fixed on her, Nan Qianqian was afraid he would refuse before she even finished speaking, so she hurriedly continued.
“Look, quite a few people in the village have been gossiping about us. My reputation isn’t very good anymore either. You should take responsibility for me, right? So I was thinking… why don’t we just get married? That way, no one will gossip about us anymore in the future.”
Nan Qianqian’s watery eyes shone brightly as she looked at the man with anticipation, hoping he would simply give her a direct answer—
Yes.
“You’re the one people are gossiping about, not me.”
Fu Nanxun didn’t even spare her a glance before delivering that devastating sentence.
“Big Brother, how can you talk like that?”
Nan Qianqian was furious.
If she weren’t trying to change the original owner’s fate, would she really need to keep pressing her warm face against this man’s cold backside?
“I’m only telling the truth. You don’t have to come tomorrow. If you stop coming, people won’t gossip anymore.”
Fu Nanxun’s gaze darkened, and his voice became even colder.
Nan Qianqian felt somewhat defeated.
But in the very next instant, she perked up again.
She had suddenly thought of another good idea.
She didn’t necessarily have to marry Fu Nanxun.
Having an extra older brother might be a pretty good option too.
As long as she didn’t follow the original owner’s old path, then everything that happened later probably wouldn’t occur.
A bright gleam instantly flashed through Nan Qianqian’s eyes, and excitement filled her fair face.
“Fu Nanxun, how about this? Since you don’t like me, it’s fine if we don’t get married.
“How about I become your little brother from now on? I can also ask my dad to take you in as his godson. Then people won’t gossip about the two of us anymore. It’ll also be perfectly reasonable for me to take care of you, because you’ll be my older brother!”
Nan Qianqian leaned her entire upper body across the table, bringing her little face directly in front of Fu Nanxun’s as she spoke excitedly.
Fu Nanxun looked at the fair little face in front of him.
This was the first time he had seen her face from such a close distance.
He had to admit that the village Party secretary had raised her very well.
She was delicate and soft.
Fu Nanxun’s throat suddenly felt somewhat dry, and his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved.
“You’re a young girl. What kind of little brother are you trying to be?”
Fu Nanxun increasingly felt that Nan Qianqian’s way of thinking was strange.
One second ago, she had been talking to him about getting married.
The next second, she wanted to become his little brother.
And now she even wanted to treat him as an older brother?
She wanted him to be her brother?
Impossible.
“I said it wrong. I don’t have to be your little brother. I can be your younger sister instead.”
As long as she could cling to his powerful thigh, what did it matter what role she took?
His younger sister?
Fu Nanxun narrowed his eyes slightly.
She didn’t want to marry him.
She wanted to become his younger sister instead.
And in the future, he would have to watch her marry someone else…
The moment he imagined her marrying another man, Fu Nanxun’s long eyes darkened.
This outcome…
He seemed unable to accept it.
“Why do you want to marry me?”
Looking at the person in front of him, Fu Nanxun couldn’t resist reaching out and flicking her forehead.
“Ow! That hurts.”
Nan Qianqian watched helplessly as the man’s well-defined fingers reached toward her.
The next moment, pain shot through her forehead.
She immediately covered her head with one hand and hurriedly pulled herself back.
“What are you doing? If you’re unhappy about something, just say it. What kind of hero goes around flicking people on the forehead?”
Nan Qianqian’s voice grew louder from anger.
Her watery eyes glistened, and her little face puffed up, making one want to reach out and pinch those fair cheeks.
Fu Nanxun looked at his handiwork.
Just now, he had suddenly wanted to do it.
So he had.
“You still haven’t answered my question.”
Fu Nanxun withdrew his hand, a faint smile appearing on his face.
“Answer what?”
The man was already exceptionally handsome.
Now, leaning against the back of the chair with that faintly sickly beauty about him, he struck Nan Qianqian directly in the heart.