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

The person who called was actually Fu Yanchen! This name was like a flash of lightning that broke through Xu Xiaoxiao's peaceful thoughts.

She stared at the screen of her mobile phone in disbelief. The number that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar was flashing happily, like the golden light of the first ray of sunlight in the morning that penetrated the clouds and sprinkled with a hint of warmth and a strong presence that could not be ignored.

Xu Xiaoxiao's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and her fingers trembled slightly as she pressed the answer button.

Fu Yanchen's magnetic and gentle voice came from the receiver immediately: "Xiaoxiao, I have already made porridge for you. It is a stomach-nourishing porridge specially made for you. Remember to drink it before going to the store. Don't forget to eat breakfast like you did before when you were busy."

His words were like a gentle spring breeze blowing past Xu Xiaoxiao's ears. Every word contained deep care and love, as if they could cross thousands of mountains and rivers and go straight into the softest corner of her heart.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, she was stunned and held the phone tightly in her hand as if she wanted to crush it.

Impatience became increasingly evident on her delicate face, and her pretty eyebrows were tightly furrowed, forming a deep groove.

Then, she opened her red lips and said in a low voice: "Fu Yanchen, what's wrong with you? It's so early in the morning, don't you have anything to do? Your company is so large and has so many things to do, don't you need to take charge of it in person?"

There was a clear hint of dissatisfaction in her tone that was difficult to conceal.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen on the other end of the phone seemed to have already seen through her inner thoughts. The corners of his mouth rose slightly and he let out a low and pleasant chuckle.

His voice was full of magnetism and doting, and he responded slowly: "No matter how big the company is, no matter how busy and important the business is, it is far less precious to me than my wife. Without you, even if I sit in the company giving orders all day, I will be nothing more than a lonely and helpless poor man. Xiaoxiao, do you understand? To me, your health and your smile are more important than anything else in the world!"

As he said this, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and the expression Xu Xiaoxiao might have at this moment immediately appeared in his mind.

Her pink lips were slightly pouted, as tempting as a ripe cherry; her bright big eyes were sparkling with vitality, like two burning flames, which made people feel pity and love for her.

This look was deeply imprinted in his heart, and the softest part of his heart was gently touched.

And where was Xu Xiaoxiao at this moment? She was standing there quietly, listening to every word Fu Yanchen said.

When those warm words reached her ears, she felt as if her heart was suddenly gently touched by an invisible hand.

She lowered her head involuntarily, her eyes falling on the bowl of steaming stomach-nourishing porridge in front of her.

Looking at the rising steam and feeling the warmth coming from the edge of the bowl, an indescribable emotion quietly surged in her heart.

This feeling was both strange and familiar, making her feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Outside the window, the morning light shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls on her body, adding a touch of warmth to this morning.

Xu Xiaoxiao sighed softly, "Okay, in order not to waste food, I'll drink it reluctantly. But this won't happen again."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen laughed even more heartily: "Okay, okay, whatever you say. But remember to drink it while it's hot, it won't be good if it's cold."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xiaoxiao slowly put down the phone, and her eyes involuntarily fell on the bowl of steaming porridge in her hand.

She stirred the spoon gently, but her thoughts were surging like the tide, and her heart was in turmoil, unable to calm down.

If he had trusted himself a little more at the beginning, even just a little bit, perhaps their relationship would not have come to this point.

Those once beautiful memories kept flashing in her mind, as clear and heart-wrenching as movie scenes.

However, reality is so cruel and ruthless. All assumptions and fantasies are nothing but illusions that will shatter at the slightest touch.

The past cannot be undone, and no amount of regret or self-blame will help.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh deeply, and her eyes gradually became moist.

Unfortunately, it's too late...

Xu Xiaoxiao drank the porridge slowly, feeling extremely warm with every mouthful.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao's cell phone suddenly rang. She took the phone and saw the three big characters "Nan Weiwei" on the screen.

After pressing the answer button, before Xu Xiaoxiao could speak, Nan Weiwei's excited voice came from the other end: "Xiaoxiao, I just heard that Fu Yanchen brought you porridge early this morning again! Oh my, this is so enviable! He is simply a perfect man!"

After hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but snorted and muttered in dissatisfaction: "What's good about it? You're always meddling in my affairs. I'm so annoyed."

However, Nan Weiwei didn't believe her at all and said with a giggle: "Come on, you're just being stubborn. Who knows how happy you are in your heart!" After that, the two chatted about other things for a while before reluctantly hanging up the phone.

After drinking the porridge, Xu Xiaoxiao went out and was picked up by a car from a shopping mall.

As soon as she entered the store, the clerk told her that a mysterious customer had reserved all the new clothes in the store and specifically gave them to Xu Xiaoxiao.

Just when Xu Xiaoxiao was full of surprise, a pleasant cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

She looked down and saw Fu Yanchen's name flashing on the screen.

Xu Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.

"Xiaoxiao, do you like the surprise I gave you?" Fu Yanchen's voice with a hint of smile came from the other end of the phone.

Xu Xiaoxiao widened her beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "What are you doing? It's too exaggerated to make such a big scene! It's not like I don't have clothes to wear, there's really no need to do this."

However, Fu Yanchen smiled disapprovingly and explained gently: "As long as I can see you happy, no matter what I do, it's worth it. Besides, I just want everyone in the world to know that a good girl like you should have the best of everything."

After hearing these words, the slight resistance in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart began to slowly dissipate.

Although she was still scolding Fu Yanchen, she actually felt touched and sweet in her heart.

In the end, those beautiful clothes were delivered to the apartment where Xu Xiaoxiao lived.

As for Xu Xiaoxiao, she calmed down and went to her own coffee shop.

The moment her slender and tender hands gently pushed open the slightly old and mottled wooden door of the coffee shop, a bright and stunning red color quickly jumped into her eyes like a flash of lightning.

It was a large bunch of gorgeous, bright red roses, tightly clustered together, as hot and brilliant as a blazing flame, lying quietly on the smooth marble floor at the door.

Each rose blooms so perfectly, with petals layered over each other like carefully carved works of art; the stamens are brilliant golden, emitting bursts of charming fragrance, as if silently telling the world an endless affection and deep attachment.

Seeing this scene, without much speculation, Xu Xiaoxiao's intelligent and sensitive heart could already confirm without a doubt that this was definitely the work of Fu Yanchen.

After all, who else except him would express his feelings in such a romantic and luxurious way?

However, facing this beautiful yet ironic bouquet of roses in front of her, Xu Xiaoxiao just stared at it blankly, motionless, with a complex and incomprehensible look in her eyes.

At this moment, her heart was like a bottle of five flavors overturned, with all kinds of tastes intertwined and mixed together.

On the one hand, these roses that once symbolized love and beauty did evoke fragments of sweet memories from the past deep in her heart, but on the other hand, there was more pain, anger and resentment that could not be let go.

Because her heart was filled with doubts and confusion, she racked her brains but could not figure out what tricks Fu Yanchen was playing.

Could it be that he was so naive that he believed that with just a few bouquets of flowers, he could easily erase the endless pain and cruel torture she had endured? Could it be that he still wanted her to forget all the unbearable past and then, like a fool, willingly and without complaint, return to his arms? If the truth was as simple as he thought, then this absurd idea was extremely naive!

You know, the heart-piercing pain she had experienced and the days of struggling in the dark abyss, how could it be easily eliminated by just a few bunches of beautiful flowers and a few gorgeous clothes? Compared with the suffering she had experienced, these things were just a drop in the ocean.

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head gently, with a bitter smile on her lips.

She knew very well that Fu Yanchen's true thoughts deep in his heart were definitely not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

There was no doubt that everything that was unfolding before his eyes was just a carefully planned strategy for him to win her back.

This man may naively believe that with these seemingly extremely romantic means, he can easily touch her once-wounded heartstrings, and then make her change her mind and accept him back to her side again.

However, how could she, who had experienced so much hardship and hurt, be so easily deceived? The pains of the past were like deep scars, engraved in the most vulnerable part of her heart, which could not be erased even after the passage of time.

Therefore, no matter how hard Fu Yanchen tried and how hard he racked his brains to use all kinds of romantic tricks, it was difficult to truly shake her already closed heart.

He didn't know that what she needed was not just superficial romance and sweet words, but his sincerity and change.

She bent down and picked up the bouquet of roses. Her fingertips touched the softness of the petals, and a ripple appeared in her heart.

She admitted that she had once deeply loved Fu Yanchen and had been moved by his romance and affection.

But now she is no longer that simple and ignorant girl.

She has experienced the ups and downs of life and has seen through the warmth and coldness of human nature. She knows that love cannot be maintained by a few bouquets of flowers, but requires the joint efforts and dedication of both parties.

Xu Xiaoxiao walked into the store holding a rose and put the flower aside.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil.

She knew that she couldn't be easily moved by Fu Yanchen's romance. She needed to think more calmly and face this relationship more rationally.

After all, the pain of the past was still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't let herself fall into it again so easily.

Xu Xiaoxiao walked into the coffee shop quietly and turned to a corner of the store.

There was a transparent vase there, and the water inside had become a little turbid, obviously it had not been changed for a long time.

She picked up the vase, walked to the sink, carefully poured out the water inside, and then rinsed it with clean water.

Back in the store, she picked up the bouquet of roses again, her fingertips gently brushing over the petals, as if she was talking to them.