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

Fu Yanchen's voice rang out in the quiet office, with a hint of unquestionable majesty: "Wait, Chen Xia."

Chen Xia paused, her heart tightened slightly, she turned around, with a barely maintained smile on her face: "Chairman, what's wrong?"

Fu Yanchen still lowered his head, concentrating on the documents in his hands, his voice cold and clear: "This is a workplace, you should wear work clothes during working hours. Most of the people here are men, your outfit today is not appropriate."

After hearing these words, Chen Xia's originally calm expression suddenly rippled. On her fair face, a faint blush quietly emerged like a sunset glow, and then quickly faded away.

Then, a barely perceptible embarrassment flashed across her beautiful eyes, as if a long-hidden secret had been revealed in public.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.

A strong urge surged in her heart, driving her to turn around and leave immediately, away from this place that made her feel extremely embarrassed and awkward.

However, just as she was about to take action, like a flash of lightning across the dark night sky, a clear and powerful voice suddenly exploded in the depths of her mind:

"Don't retreat!" The voice was like the sound of a huge bell, majestic and deafening, echoing in her ears non-stop. It was so shocking that it made her eardrums make a buzzing sound.

She couldn't help but tremble all over, as if she was under a spell, and stopped suddenly.

Then she took a deep breath, trying to calm her restless heart which was like a wild horse running out of control.

At this moment, an unprecedented sense of clarity surged into her heart, and she suddenly realized that she was no longer the twenty-something girl who had just entered society, was inexperienced, innocent and full of longing.

Time flies by like a white horse.

Time is like a ruthless carving knife, leaving deep and shallow marks on people's faces and hearts. Now she has bid farewell to the ignorant period of youth and officially entered the age of thirty.

The road of life has reached a critical turning point here, like a fork in the road before her, left or right? Every choice may determine her future destiny.

She knew very well that if she chose to escape this time, she would most likely miss this rare opportunity.

This not only concerns her personal development prospects, but is also likely to affect the direction of her entire future life.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and warned herself secretly: I must not hesitate like before, I must face the reality bravely and seize every fleeting opportunity! Xu Xiaoxiao is nothing...

She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air, as if she wanted to absorb all the peace and strength in the air into her body.

When she opened her eyes again, her originally flustered mood had calmed down, and her eyes became firm and resolute.

Then she moved lightly and came to the large desk.

Then she stretched out her slender hands and placed them firmly on the edge of the desk.

At the same time, she leaned down slightly, her whole body forming a graceful and slightly seductive arc, and she approached Fu Yanchen who was sitting behind the table little by little.

When she was only a few inches away from Fu Yanchen, she stopped and spoke in a voice as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake:

"Chairman, what do you think of my outfit today? I put it on especially for you. I think that since we are busy with work all day, if we can change our style of clothing occasionally, it might really bring a little bit of freshness to our work environment, don't you think?"

After saying this, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, outlining a faint smile. That smile contained a bit of charm, but also hinted at the unspeakable determination deep in her heart.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, but her eyes were extremely firm, as if she was showing Fu Yanchen her determination and courage.

However, Fu Yanchen just raised his eyes lightly, with a barely perceptible flash of anger in his eyes. Chen Xia did not notice it, and Fu Yanchen immediately regained his composure.

"Chen Xia,"

Fu Yanchen's voice was still cold. "Work is work, and personal feelings should not be brought into work. I hope you can understand this and pay attention to your dress and appearance in the future to comply with the company's regulations."

Chen Xia felt a chill in her heart when she heard this, but she did not give up immediately.

She looked at Fu Yanchen deeply, then smiled slightly and said, "Chairman..."