Fu Huai'an found the black market with his own experience. After buying the equipment and getting the information he needed, he settled the group and set off to rescue the stupid brother who was going to sacrifice his life.

On the 27th, when he found Jiang Ming'an. Jiang Ming'an's recruiting army was completely annihilated. In Fu Huai'an's sighting frame, Jiang Ming'an sat alone in the muddy hall, where corpses were piled up and burning with raging fires. He was covered in blood, and his hand held the head of the man who had killed his wife. He kept stabbing the man in the flesh with his knife, not caring about the bullets that were about to fire at him.

Fu Huai'an took out several armed forces in the auditorium that were ready to fire at Jiang Ming'an at great speed.

Seeing Fu Huai'an rushing into the fire, Jiang Ming'an smiled at Fu Huai'an tiredly.

"That's the best you can offer? Are you here for revenge, or are you here to kill yourself? Fu Huaian looked down at Jiang Ming'an's bloody face. He spoke in a deep, magnetic voice, with a terrible mixed feeling inside.

Fu Huai'an was visibly upset. He tried to lead Jiang Ming'an away, but Jiang Ming'an just smiled sleepily and said, "Don't waste your energy, brother, I can't live anymore...... I want to talk to you.

"Stay outside later!" Fu Huaian hugged Jiang Mingan and began to walk towards the door.

Jiang Ming'an no longer had the strength to lift his feet. The weight of his whole body was pressed on Fu Huai'an. His injured right foot dragged on the ground, leaving a long blood mark.

"If I die, bury Xiangsi with me. Buy a bigger urn and put us together, isn't it? I don't want to be separated from her anymore.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an incomprehensible Arabic voice coming from behind the door.

Fu Huaian frowned, and quickly retreated with Jiang Ming'an. As soon as he walked to the door, Jiang Mingan suddenly buckled the door frame and pushed the defenseless Fu Huaian out.

In the raging fire, Jiang Ming'an's face was covered with blood. He smiled calmly and said, "Brother! Call him Tuan Tuan, such as Tuan Tuan Yuan, which means unity and harmony! Don't let him know that he has a father and can't live without a wife - he's going to make fun of me!

Jiang Ming'an then lifted his blood-stained coat.

Seeing Jiang Ming'an with a bomb strapped to his body, Fu Huai'an shouted his name and rushed to the auditorium. Jiang Mingan smiled and closed the door of the auditorium.

"Come to me! Bastard! Today I am sending you to meet the true gods!

Hearing Jiang Ming'an's screams, Fu Huaian didn't have time to rush in from the window to stop him. The shock wave from the explosion reached him, throwing him far away.

On the 30th, Fu Huai'an led a group of people to send a piece of scorched earth in the ruins where Jiang Ming'an died, Xiangsi's ashes and a piece of scorched earth back to China, and buried Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an.

In the drizzle, Fu Huai'an was alone in a black suit with his hands in his pockets. His short black hair and broad shoulders are covered in mist. When he stood in front of the tombstones of Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an, a thirst for money suddenly rose in his heart.

He thought that if he had enough money in his hand back then, then when Jiang Ming's father, Jiang Chengyuan, came to him, even if there was no flight to Iraq, he wouldn't have to waste time contacting Xie Jingqiu to borrow a private jet and get his flight certificate!

If only he could get his heart racing! If he had arrived in Iraq earlier, Lu Xiangsi would not have died!

If he was not just a lawyer who had never lost a lawsuit, but a lawyer with sufficient assets, he could have recruited temporary soldiers in time to save his life before Jiang Ming'an was stupidly sent to death!

In front of the tombstones of Jiang Mingan and Lu Xiangsi, Fu Huaian lit his lawyer's qualification certificate and barely opened his eyes. He lit his cigarette in the flickering flames of the drizzle, and his features appeared more clearly in the reflection of the firelight. His eyes reveal an unfathomable quality.

On March 3, 2014, Fu Huai'an took over the CapitaLand Group, a subsidiary of the Fu family. He used solid, hard-core tactics to intimidate the board of directors of Kaide Group, and then brought Tuan Tuan to the United States.

After a year of silence, in January 2015, Fu Huai'an's name appeared again in the "Global Financial News". He is no longer a lawyer without a single losing case, but a financial mogul who rules Wall Street. His reputation and wealth deserve respect.

On Chinese New Year's Eve 2018, Fu Huaian took the group home. It's snowing in Haicheng.

On the same day, Haicheng Radio replaced the huge poster of their channel anchor.

The black sedan carrying Fu Huai'an stopped at a red light on the main road in front of the radio station.

Sitting in the back seat, Fu Huaian looked cross-legged at the snowflakes falling outside. His deep gaze fell on the figure of Lin Nuan on the left side of the poster.

On the poster, she is wearing a white suit, her arms crossed in front of her chest, and her long hair is slightly curled. In her light makeup, her delicate features and serene smile are clearly attractive. The font with a burning effect next to her reads: Music host Lin Nuan.

Unlike the little girl in 2014 who said, "You need this ...... more than me", four years later, the childlike nature disappeared in Lin Nuan's clear eyes, replaced by the charm of a more mature woman.

Seeing that Fu Huaian kept staring at the only woman on the poster, Lu Jinnan didn't notice that Tuan Tuan had woken up, and joked: "You have been staring at the girl on the poster, what do you think of her?"

The corners of Fu Huai'an's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and his gaze was fixed on him.

Tuan Tuan lifted the clothes that Fu Huai'an had climbed onto him. His chubby little hands hugged Fu Huai'an's neck and stared at Fu Huai'an's gaze. Inexplicable family affection invaded his little heart.

In a soft, childish voice, he asked, "Mother?"

Since Tuan Tuan began to learn to speak, every time he found Fu Huai'an staring at a woman for a while, he would ask, without exception, was rejected.

But that time, Fu Huaian held Tuan Tuan in one hand, his eyes locked on Lin Nuan's poster, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Is it a mother?

Tuan Tuan thought that Lin Nuan must be his mother, the one who gave him a second chance at life.

Tuan Tuan didn't get an answer, but his little heart was pounding. He leaned close to the window and propped his chubby little hands on the window. His round face was almost attached to it, and his dark and bright eyes reflected Lin Nuan's faint smile.

Tuan Tuan didn't know why, his heart was suddenly filled with the warmth of love, and his eyes were moist.

With the green light flashing, the car took off.

As Lin Nuan's poster gradually moved away from Tuantuan, the little guy quickly stepped on the seat and looked back from the rear windshield until the poster got into a small spot.

Lin Nuan couldn't sleep all night.

She was visibly exhausted – however, when she closed her eyes, she saw the soft, fair-skinned little baby from 2014, who was gnawing on her fingers. She suddenly didn't feel sleepy at all.

Fu Huai'an said that Tuan Tuan was passed on to him by a friend when he was dying. Then there is Xiangsi and her husband.

She recalled that the special forces soldiers said that Lu Xiangsi was still alive and was taken to the hospital.

Lin Nuan didn't ask just now, and Fu Huaian didn't say anything. However, the results speak for themselves.

Fu Huaian said: "It's not wrong for Tuan Tuan to call Mom. After all, you're the mom who gave him a second chance at life.

When she rolled over, she felt her eyes moisten from the thought of Tuantuan. She finally knew who his beautiful appearance looked like - the child's eyes were strikingly similar to Sister Xiang Si, and his nose and small mouth were completely like Jiang Ming'an.

The big bed was filled with Fu Huai'an's strong, intoxicating masculine atmosphere. Lin Nuan carefully pulled the quilt onto herself, avoiding touching her mouth and nose.

Before that night, Lin Nuan would never have thought that Fu Huai'an, a rough and mature man with a dark understanding of society, and seemed to be very comfortable with everything, was the person who passed by her back then. The man with soldier paint on his face exuded heroism all over his body.

In her heart, soldiers have always been associated with integrity, selflessness, dedication, and bravery; But a businessman seems to have nothing to do with these words.

However, simply putting aside the identity of a businessman, Fu Huai'an's appearance in a military uniform appeared in her mind. She only felt her heart pounding, and the image of him was imposing in her mind. He looked very appropriate in that outfit, as if he was born that way.

No wonder Lin Nuan felt the special alpha charm that other men did not have from Fu Huai'an.

After a while, Lin Nuan dozed off and returned to that sunny afternoon in Iraq.

Fu Huai'an looked tall and slender, wearing a combat uniform, looking down at her. His deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears as he said, "Your gun is locked."

Lin Nuan opened his eyes suddenly, his heart pounding. Her throat felt dry.

When she calmed down, she sat up and grabbed her phone under her pillow to check the time. It's 3:23 a.m. She put the phone on the table and got up to go to the kitchen to get water.

The apartment was especially quiet at that time of night.

The pool outside the windows reflects a light blue vibe that illuminates the entire apartment. The floor and ceiling look as if they are underwater.