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

"Weiwei, I know you're doing this for my own good. Don't worry, I have an idea."

Nan Weiwei saw that Xu Xiaoxiao didn't seem to be lying and didn't seem sad, so she didn't say anything.

The two people walked side by side on the way home, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on them, adding a touch of tenderness to this ordinary conversation.

The breeze blows gently, bringing with it the freshness and vitality unique to early spring, and seems to add a bit of warmth to the topic that is about to unfold.

"Weiwei, are you and Nan Yifeng planning to get engaged when you go back this time?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of envy in Xu Xiaoxiao's voice, and her eyes were shining with longing for her sister's future happiness.

Nan Weiwei's little face was instantly flushed, like the first blooming peach blossoms in spring, delicate and shy.

She lowered her head and bit her lower lip. After a moment, she raised her head and answered in an almost inaudible voice: "...I think so!"

There was anticipation for the future in his tone, mixed with a hint of uncertainty.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Weiwei and saw a light of happiness flashing in her eyes. That light was like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating her entire face.

Yes, love between two people who love each other is always so beautiful and desirable.

In comparison, between herself and Fu Yanchen... Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart. She quickly shook her head, forcing herself not to think about those troubled thoughts.

The two of them walked slowly forward in silence, taking steps towards home.

At this moment, the road under their feet seemed to have suddenly become much shorter. The distance that seemed out of reach now seemed very close.

Finally, when they reached out and gently pushed open the familiar door of their home, a rich and warm aroma of food instantly came to their faces like a warm current and went straight into their nostrils.

This tempting fragrance seems to have magical powers, making people feel happy instantly.

Following the scent, I saw a busy figure in the kitchen operating the spatula and stove in an orderly manner - it was Nan Yifeng.

He was concentrating on cooking the delicious food, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, but his face was filled with a smile of satisfaction and happiness.

Those delicious dishes are the result of his careful preparation. Each dish contains his deep love for his family and exudes a strong taste of home.

However, at this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao's originally lively and moving gaze suddenly froze completely as if under a spell.

Her eyes were fixed on the person not far away, and her whole body became a little stiff due to extreme shock.

What did she see?

Fu Yanchen, it was actually Fu Yanchen. At this moment, Fu Yanchen was just leaning leisurely on the large and comfortable sofa, with his long legs casually crossed together, one hand lazily resting on the armrest, and the other hand nonchalantly fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand.

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,, what's going on,,, they came together?

Fu Yanchen lowered his head slightly, with a few strands of hair hanging down naturally, just covering his eyes as deep as a pool of water.

But even so, the innate powerful aura emanating from him is still impossible to ignore.

He just sat there quietly, with no extra expression on his face. He seemed so calm and nonchalant, and he didn't seem surprised at all about Xu Xiaoxiao's reaction.

From a distance, Fu Yanchen's leisurely and comfortable appearance gave people the illusion that he was not a guest in this house at all, but like the host, enjoying the tranquility and comfort as a matter of course.

A complex emotion surged in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart, including surprise, confusion, and more importantly, an indescribable sense of disappointment.

She stood there in a daze, her eyes wandering between Fu Yanchen and Nan Weiwei, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Nan Weiwei stood quietly in the middle of the spacious and bright living room. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet and were involuntarily fixed on Fu Yanchen not far away.

At this moment, the images of Meng Jia and the child flashed through her mind like lightning, piercing her heartstrings.

An indescribable anger suddenly rose up in her heart like a raging fire; and unwillingness was like bitter bile, constantly surging and stirring in her heart.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

She glared at Fu Yanchen fiercely, her gaze like a sharp arrow, shooting straight at him.

It contains complex emotions, including resentment, disappointment, and deep hatred.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen was lowering his head, concentrating on playing with the mobile phone in his hand, and the flickering light from the screen reflected on his handsome face.

He seemed completely immersed in his own world, unaware of everything around him, including Nan Weiwei's angry gaze.

However, although Fu Yanchen seemed to be concentrating on his phone, he was actually a very sensitive person. The strange atmosphere in the air eventually aroused his vigilance.

He slowly raised his head, and his eyes inadvertently met Nan Weiwei's angry gaze.

In an instant, he understood the origin of this strange atmosphere.

Facing Nan Weiwei's angry stare, Fu Yanchen's mouth corners only slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.

This smile seemed light and indifferent, but it actually held a deep meaning. He thought to himself, "Since Xiaoxiao already knows about this, that's enough. As for the other things, there's no point in saying more. Let time slowly calm them down."

Then, he lowered his head again as if nothing had happened and continued to fiddle with his phone, as if he had never noticed anything that had just happened.

Nan Weiwei,,,,,

When Xu Xiaoxiao saw this scene, her heart tightened. She knew the tempers of these two people too well. If she let them continue like this, a fierce quarrel would be inevitable.

Once this quarrel breaks out, the harmonious atmosphere that has been created with great difficulty will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to delay any longer. She rushed forward in two steps, reached out without hesitation and grabbed Nan Weiwei's slender and tender little hand, then pushed her hard towards the kitchen.

While pushing Nan Weiwei forward, Xu Xiaoxiao kept muttering, "Oh my, that Yi Feng, how can he handle it all by himself? Go and help! Believe me, there must be many things waiting for you to do in the kitchen! You have to go back tomorrow and cook me a delicious meal, go, go,"

Nan Weiwei had never expected Xu Xiaoxiao to suddenly do this, and was suddenly at a loss after being pushed so hard by her.

She turned her head subconsciously, her eyes first fell on Fu Yanchen, then after a moment, quickly moved to Xu Xiaoxiao's face.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei's eyes revealed a hint of hesitation. She opened her mouth and stammered, "No...no, I...I actually...he..."

Having said that, Nan Weiwei raised her hand and pointed to where Fu Yanchen was, as if she wanted to explain something to Xu Xiaoxiao, but when the words came to her lips, it seemed as if something was blocking them, and she couldn't utter the rest of the words no matter what.

Seeing that something was not right, Xu Xiaoxiao quickly stretched out her hand and gestured to stop, while quickly saying:

"I understand, I understand. Leave this matter to me. I will definitely handle it. Don't worry! It will be absolutely no problem, okay? So, don't worry about it. Hurry up and go to the kitchen to help!"

When speaking, Xu Xiaoxiao's speech speed obviously increased a lot, and there was a hint of anxiety in her voice, as if she was particularly afraid that Nan Weiwei would continue to argue with Fu Yanchen.

After all, if a quarrel really breaks out, this gathering that is supposed to be joyful and peaceful will be ruined by these trivial matters.

Nan Weiwei cast her gaze at Xu Xiaoxiao's face, which was slightly flushed with anxiety, and suddenly a warm feeling arose in her heart.

How could she not know that Xu Xiaoxiao was so eager to stop them from quarreling simply out of concern for everyone?

After all, Xu Xiaoxiao just wanted this rare gathering to go on smoothly and happily, and not to cause unpleasantness because of trivial matters.

Thinking of this, Nan Weiwei couldn't help but nodded slightly, trying to raise the corners of her mouth, trying to pull out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"Okay, I'll listen to you! Are you sure... you can do it yourself?"

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded, "Well, don't worry!"

"Well, okay," Nan nodded slightly, "Fu Yanchen, if you dare to be mean to Xiaoxiao, I will beat you to death."

Before she finished her words, she turned around and walked slowly towards the kitchen with heavy steps.

Fu Yanchen, ",,,,,"

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Weiwei's back as she left and smiled.

With a slight "creak", the kitchen door was closed, leaving only Xu Xiaoxiao and Fu Yanchen standing quietly in the middle of the spacious living room. The atmosphere seemed a little awkward and stagnant for a moment.

"That... I... she... "

Xu Xiaoxiao stood in front of Fu Yanchen, hesitating, not knowing how to explain Nan Weiwei's behavior just now.

There was a hint of embarrassment and uneasiness in her eyes, as if she was afraid that Fu Yanchen would misunderstand her.

Fu Yanchen gazed at Xu Xiaoxiao tenderly, only to see that she was pouting her lips slightly with her big eyes blinking, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Her cute and pitiful look made it difficult for him to suppress the smile that welled up in his heart.

He shook his head gently, sighed helplessly, and then slowly spoke in an extremely soft and gentle tone:

"Ah... Actually, I can completely understand this matter. After all, in her opinion, the child was mistakenly thought to be mine, so it is inevitable that she is angry. But it doesn't matter, I really don't blame her at all! Not only that, I even feel very happy in my heart! Because, you have such an outstanding, kind and thoughtful sister and such a sincere good friend by your side, which is a wonderful thing for me! How can I be angry about this?"

There was a hint of warmth and tolerance in his voice, as if it could resolve all misunderstandings and estrangements.

Xu Xiaoxiao listened to his words and felt inexplicably moved.

She looked up at Fu Yanchen, and saw that his eyes were full of sincerity and kindness, as if he could see through her thoughts.

",,,"

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't know how to answer for a moment.

She never thought that Fu Yanchen would say such sensational words, which caught her off guard.

She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head with a faint smile on her lips.

Fu Yanchen wanted to say something, but Xu Xiaoxiao spoke first.

"Um... I'm going to the kitchen to help Weiwei and the others..."

Xu Xiaoxiao made an excuse. She really couldn't stand Fu Yanchen's fiery gaze, as if he could see through all the secrets in her heart.

After saying that, she turned and hurried into the kitchen, leaving Fu Yanchen alone in the living room in a daze.

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's departing back, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Is his Xiaoxiao shy? Thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help but raise a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao has returned to her former cute and lovely appearance.

Over here, the kitchen was bustling with activity, and Nan Weiwei was helping to wash the vegetables.

Nan Yifeng was busy cooking. When he saw Xu Xiaoxiao coming in, he smiled and joked, "Hey, why is our Miss Xiaoxiao in a place like the kitchen? Are you embarrassed by being seen by someone outside?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's face flushed red when she heard that. She glared at Nan Yifeng in reproach: "You...what nonsense are you talking about! I just wanted to help."

Nan Yifeng chuckled and said nothing more. He just handed the spatula in his hand to Xu Xiaoxiao: "Come on, help me turn the dishes while I go to season them."

Xu Xiaoxiao took the spatula and started flipping the vegetables in the pot in a hurry.

Her mind was obviously not here. From time to time, she would think of Fu Yanchen in the living room, and the tenderness and smile that he inadvertently revealed.

It didn't take long for Nan Yifeng to notice that Xu Xiaoxiao was absent-minded.

He smiled and gently pushed her: "Okay, okay, go to the living room and rest for a while. Weiwei and I can handle it here. Look at you, your mind is no longer here. Don't come and make trouble."

Xu Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed by Nan Yifeng's words. She nodded with a red face, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Returning to the living room, she saw Fu Yanchen sitting quietly on the sofa, seemingly thinking about something.

She paused, then walked over and sat next to him.

Fu Yanchen felt Xu Xiaoxiao approaching, turned his head to look at her, a smile flashed in his eyes: "What's wrong? Are you done with the kitchen?"

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said softly, "No, Yi Feng asked me to come out and rest for a while."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen smiled and reached out to gently ruffle Xu Xiaoxiao's hair: "Then take a good rest and don't get tired."

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,,