Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Are we...really going to part like this?" There was reluctance in Fang Xiaohui's eyes, and Nan Yifeng nodded.

The night is as dark as ink, and the city is very romantic under the neon lights. The lights are dim and ambiguous, and the air is filled with the faint aroma of wine and unnamed emotions.

Fang Xiaohui was wearing a simple yet elegant white dress today, which made her look particularly cool amid the hustle and bustle around her.

She gently shook the red wine in the goblet in her hand. The deep red liquid glowed alluringly under the light, as if it was a reflection of the complex emotions in her heart.

"Let's... have a drink," Fang Xiaohui's voice was soft but firm, her eyes fell on Nan Yifeng with a bit of complexity in them.

He was once her mentor and also her guide on the road to career, but now for various reasons, the two are about to part ways.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yifeng paused for a moment while smoking the cigar in his hand. Then he slowly put it down, stood up, and felt a little heavy-hearted.

He looked at Fang Xiaohui. There seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between them, yet they were very close.

He was silent for a moment, and finally raised the wine glass in his hand and gently clinked it with Fang Xiaohui's, making a crisp and slightly lonely sound.

"Just think of it as a practice for me," Fang Xiaohui continued, with a bitter smile on her lips, "It's also my way of thanking you for taking care of me over the years. Without your strictness and cultivation, I wouldn't be who I am today."

Nan Yifeng looked at her. He knew very well that Fang Xiaohui's growth had far exceeded his expectations. Her talent and tenacity made him both proud and distressed.

But things are unpredictable, and they will eventually have to face their own future. Perhaps this is the price of growing up.

"Xiaohui, you have always been excellent," Nan Yifeng said in a low and magnetic voice. "The road ahead is still long, and I believe you will go further and fly higher. This glass of wine is both a farewell and a blessing."

After saying that, they both raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

The wine slid down the throat, bringing a brief burning sensation followed by a slight bitterness, just like their mood at the moment.

"Let's have another drink!" There was a hint of stubbornness in Fang Xiaohui's voice. She didn't seem to be willing to give up this proposal easily, even though her eyes had begun to blur and her cheeks were flushed.

Nan Yifeng sighed softly. He knew very well that Fang Xiaohui's emotions were not stable at the moment. The alcohol and the emotions of impending separation intertwined to make her a little willful.

"Stop drinking, Xiaohui. You still have to catch a bus tomorrow, so you should rest early. I also have to go to the countryside to investigate a project. Time is tight, so I can't stay with you for too long." His words were full of helplessness and concern, and he tried to convince her with reason.

However, Fang Xiaohui didn't seem to appreciate it. She frowned slightly, with a bit of coquettishness and dissatisfaction in her tone: "Why? Don't you want to drink with me? Or do you think the relationship between us is not worth even this glass of wine?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Yifeng knew that Fang Xiaohui had misunderstood him, but she was indeed not in a good condition to drink anymore.

He shook his head and explained, "Xiaohui, you misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to drink with you, but I'm worried about your health. If you get drunk as a girl, I'll be worried. If something happens to you, what will happen to your grandmother?"

As he said this, he turned around and waved to the waiter beside him, motioning him to come over.

"Please help me get a room for this lady so she can have a good rest."

Fang Xiaohui suddenly became agitated when she saw this. She reached out and grabbed Nan Yifeng's sleeve, with a hint of pleading in her voice: "No, I don't want her to send me back to my room. I want you to send me back. Just send me back to my room. Don't you want to satisfy such a small request?"

Nan Yifeng looked at Fang Xiaohui, sighed in his heart, nodded, and said softly: "Okay, I'll take you back. But you have to promise me that you will have a good rest after you go back and stop thinking about it. Go back to pick up your grandma tomorrow and leave."

Hearing this, Fang Xiaohui finally smiled and nodded, as if she had received some precious promise.

The two walked out of the restaurant side by side and went to the hotel room. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it also seemed to blow away the slight gap between them.

Under the dim street lights, their shadows were stretched very long, as if time was willing to stop for them at this moment.

Not sure if it was the effect of the alcohol, but Nan Yifeng felt dizzy. He shook his head hard, trying to sober himself up.

Looking at Fang Xiaohui who was already somewhat unconscious, he felt helpless, but more importantly, he was worried and responsible for her.

He carefully helped Fang Xiaohui into the guest room, moving gently for fear of waking her up.

After putting Fang Xiaohui on the bed, Nan Yifeng was about to turn around and leave, but he stopped involuntarily.

He looked around. The room seemed exceptionally quiet at the moment. Only Fang Xiaohui's even breathing echoed in his ears.

A complex emotion surged in his heart, including pity for the other party, Xiaohui, and insistence on his own position.

"I am alone with my wife and I cannot stay here for long."

Nan Yifeng secretly reminded himself that he was well aware of the boundaries of the relationship between him and Fang Xiaohui, and he did not want to destroy the deep feelings between him and Nan Weiwei because of a momentary impulse.

Nan Weiwei, the person he deeply loves and plans to spend the rest of his life with, is an unshakable existence in his heart.

"As for Fang Xiaohui," Nan Yifeng thought to himself, "I just treat her as my subordinate and sister. She is smart, hardworking, and deserves a better future. All I can do is give her help and support when she needs it, but I must never cross the line."

Thinking of this, Nan Yifeng strengthened his determination again.

He gently covered Fang Xiaohui with a blanket, and after making sure she slept soundly, he planned to quietly leave the guest room.

But just as he stood up to leave, Nan Yifeng suddenly felt an unprecedented dizziness, as if the whole world was spinning.

He reached out to hold onto the edge of the bed, trying to steady himself, but found himself feeling hot and weak all over, as if hundreds of ants were gnawing at his body.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was indeed something wrong with the wine Fang Xiaohui gave him.

He looked at the bed in shock, only to see that Fang Xiaohui, who had been sleeping, had opened her eyes at some point, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She stood up suddenly, threw herself at Nan Yifeng desperately, hugged him tightly with both hands, and said with a hint of determination and madness in her voice: "Mr. Nan, I don't want to leave you. I want to be your woman tonight."

Nan Yifeng struggled hard and tried to push her away, but his body felt so weak that he was unable to do so.

"Fang Xiaohui, you...you put drugs in the wine? You...how could you do this!" His voice trembled with anger and shock.

Fang Xiaohui seemed not to hear his question, but hugged him even harder, tears welling up in her eyes: "Mr. Nan, I love you, I have loved you for a long time. I know that you only have Nan Weiwei in your heart, but I am unwilling to watch you leave me like this. Tonight, let me be your woman, even if it is only for a short time."

Nan Yifeng used all his strength and finally pushed Fang Xiaohui away.

He fell to the ground, gasping for breath, his heart filled with anger and helplessness.

He looked at Fang Xiaohui, his eyes filled with disappointment and pain: "Fang Xiaohui, do you know what you are doing? By doing this, you not only destroy the friendship and trust between us, but also show disrespect to yourself!"

Fang Xiaohui's face turned pale when she heard this, but she raised her head stubbornly: "I don't care! I just know that if I don't do this, I might regret it for the rest of my life!"

Nan Yifeng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his emotions.

He knew that no words at this moment could change what had happened.

He could only try his best to stay calm and find a solution.

"Fang Xiaohui, calm down. We all need time to calm down and think carefully. Let's just treat what happened tonight as a misunderstanding. I won't hold it against you."

Nan Yifeng's voice was low and firm. He hoped that Fang Xiaohui could listen to him and let go of her obsession.

However, Fang Xiaohui seemed not to hear his words. She just sat on the ground blankly, tears silently falling.

She knew that she might have done something wrong, but at this moment, she could no longer turn back.

"No, Nan Shao, I don't want it!"

Fang Xiaohui's voice was tearful, and her reason seemed to have been completely swallowed up by her emotions. She threw herself at Nan Yifeng again regardless of everything, and hugged his waist tightly with both hands, as if this was the last straw she could grasp.

Nan Yifeng's face turned pale in an instant. He had never seen Fang Xiaohui so out of control.

He pushed her away forcefully, his tone filled with anger and disappointment: "Fang Xiaohui, that's enough! Do you know what you are doing? This behavior not only insults yourself, but also insults me!"

Fang Xiaohui staggered a few steps after being pushed away and fell to the ground. She looked up at Nan Yifeng, her eyes full of disbelief and despair.

She never thought that the person she loved deeply would treat her so decisively.

"Get away, don't let me see you like this again!"

Nan Yifeng's voice was cold and ruthless. He turned and walked towards the door, ready to end this farce once and for all.

However, just as he was about to step out of the door, Fang Xiaohui suddenly shouted, "Nan Shao, I love you! I love you madly, I am willing to do anything for you! Why can't you just look at me, why can't you accept me?"

Nan Yifeng stopped, but he did not look back. His voice echoed in the silent room, with a hint of bitterness that was barely noticeable:

"Fang Xiaohui, love is not a one-sided giving and taking. It requires mutual understanding, respect and trust. There has never been such a foundation between us. I appreciate your feelings for me, but I cannot accept it. Because, I only have Nan Weiwei in my heart."

Fang Xiaohui's laughter echoed in the empty room, with a hint of madness and provocation.

She seemed to have completely lost her mind, trying to win back Nan Yifeng's heart in this way, or simply to take revenge on him for his determination.

"Mr. Nan, if Weiwei saw us sleeping together, what would she do? Or if I tell her that you and I have slept together, do you think she would break up with you?"

Nan Yifeng's expression became even colder.

He turned around abruptly, staring at Fang Xiaohui with a sharp gaze, and said in a low and dangerous voice: "Fang Xiaohui, that's enough! Do you think you can threaten me in this way? Do you think Wei Wei will believe your nonsense? I tell you, you are wrong!"

He approached Fang Xiaohui step by step until there was only a few centimeters between them.

He looked down at her, his eyes full of disdain and anger: "Weiwei is a smart and rational woman. She will not easily believe any unfounded rumors. Besides, what happened between us has nothing to do with her. If you do this, she will only look down on you even more! Because my kindness has been wasted."

Fang Xiaohui was shocked by Nan Yifeng's aura. She stopped laughing, but the madness in her eyes did not diminish.

She struggled to stand up, but her body was too weak because of the loss of control. She could only sit on the ground, looking up at Nan Yifeng, with a hint of unwillingness in her voice: "Mr. Nan, are you really so cruel? We have been through so much together, can you really just abandon me like this?"

Nan Yifeng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that Fang Xiaohui had lost her mind at the moment, and no words could make her sober up. He could only try to stay calm and deal with it rationally.

"Fang Xiaohui, we only had an employment relationship, and now it's over. I hope you can respect my decision and respect yourself. Stop struggling in vain. You deserve a better future and someone who loves you more."

After saying this, Nan Yifeng turned and left, but...