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

"elder brother……"

Xu Xiaoxiao breathed out this sound weakly, like a small flower blooming on the details in spring, her voice was delicate and subtle.

This weak cry, like spring thunder, awakened the silence in the ward.

The two people turned their heads in unison and locked their eyes on Xu Xiaoxiao's face. Xu Xiaoxiao's face was pale and weak.

Fu Yanchen's eyes flashed with excitement and disbelief. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and tightly held Xu Xiaoxiao's pale as cold jade fingers, "Xiaoxiao, are you finally awake? You scared me to death, you know "Don't scare me like this in the future, okay?" His voice was full of concern and deep worry.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little confused, as if he was trying hard to focus, and finally recognized the man in front of him, "Fu Yanchen, why are you here?"

Her voice, though weak, betrayed an unmistakable disgust.

Fu Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was swallowing unspeakable emotions.

"I...I heard that you were in a car accident, and I rushed over immediately. Tell me, what happened?"

He paused, his eyes flashing with pleading, "Xiaoxiao, come back with me. When all the turmoil subsides, I promise to let you leave. I won't imprison you anymore. Trust me, okay?" The imperial capital is in turmoil right now, and I really don’t trust you outside.”

"Fu Yanchen, what happened today was just an accident. Don't think so dirty of everything." Du Haoran said unconvinced.

"Accident? Du Haoran, are you really sure it was an accident?"

Fu Yanchen's tone revealed an unquestionable seriousness, as if every word carried a heavy weight, weighing on Du Haoran's heart.

Du Haoran nodded, "Of course, I'm sure."

However, Fu Yanchen did not give up. He stared into Du Haoran's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart, "Lin Nuo, show him that video."

Lin Nuo responded, quickly turned the laptop screen to Du Haoran, and clicked on the video recording the incident.

The picture on the screen seemed a little blurry, but it was clear enough to restore the thrilling moment.

In the video, the van was waiting quietly in the dark, as if waiting for an opportunity.

When Xu Xiaoxiao and others walked out of a certain place, the car suddenly started and rushed out like an awakened beast, heading straight towards them.

Du Haoran stared at the video blankly, the blood on his face gradually fading.

His hands were clasped tightly, as if to draw some strength from them to support himself.

At that moment, the persistence in his heart began to waver. The moment he always thought was an accident became so suspicious at this moment.

"Du Haoran, do you still dare to say that this was an accident?" Fu Yanchen's voice sounded again, with a determination that could not be escaped.

Du Haoran raised his head, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

He looked at Fu Yanchen, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

The "accident" he had always believed in completely collapsed at this moment.

He could no longer say it was an accident as firmly as before, because the facts were already in front of him.

"Xiaoxiao, will you go back with me? The Du family can't protect your safety, and the baby in your belly."

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She withdrew her hand forcefully, her tone cold and firm,

"Fu Yanchen, please stop being delusional. There is no way I can go back to that place. To me, that place is nothing but pain and nightmares. You and your family are all my lingering shadows."

"As for the child, I don't want it at all. If it weren't for my physical condition, he would have died on the operating table long ago."

Her words were like the cold wind in winter, carrying a biting chill.

A trace of pain and helplessness flashed across Fu Yanchen's face. He knew that those scars from the past could not be easily healed with time.

He stared at Xu Xiaoxiao silently, his heart full of guilt and self-blame, but he also knew that nothing he said at this moment could make up for the mistakes of the past.

The air in the ward seemed to have frozen, leaving only the sound of the two men's heavy breathing echoing.

"Smile...just think of me as begging you, okay?" Fu Yanchen begged humbly.

At this time, Du Haoran said, "Fu Yanchen..."