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

Fu Yanchen, who was outside the door, heard all the conversations. His heart felt as if it was tightly entangled by invisible ropes, and the waves of pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He knew that Xiaoxiao had not truly forgiven him until now, and the guilt and self-blame were like a heavy stone pressing on his heart.

But he also understood that all this would take time and he would need to work hard to make up for it. After Xiaoxiao had fully recovered, he would put everything to an end.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, then gently opened the door and walked into the ward, forcing a smile on his face, but behind that smile was too much bitterness and helplessness.

"What are you talking about? The atmosphere seems good." He tried to make his voice sound relaxed and natural.

Nan Weiwei glanced at Fu Yanchen, and a barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

She quickly replied, "No, nothing, just chatting."

Nan Weiwei's voice sounded a little nervous, as if she was afraid that Fu Yanchen would discover something.

Fu Yanchen didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and scooped out a bowl of hot chicken soup from the thermos he brought.

"Xiaoxiao, I asked Aunt Wu to make chicken soup especially for you. Come, sit down and have some."

He gently placed the bowl of soup on the small table in front of Xu Xiaoxiao.

Seeing this, Nan Weiwei hurriedly helped Xu Xiaoxiao sit down and handed the bowl of soup to her.

Xu Xiaoxiao took the bowl of soup, felt the warmth, and felt inexplicably moved.

She took a sip of the soup, and the familiar taste instantly awakened her taste buds.

"Baby...how is it?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked suddenly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

She knew that during the time she was in the hospital, the baby was taken care of by Fu Yanchen and Wu Ma.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen quickly took out his cell phone and opened the photo album to show Xu Xiaoxiao.

"Very good, Aunt Wu is very good at taking care of the baby. Look, this is a short video of the past few days."

While flipping through the photo album on his phone, he showed Xu Xiaoxiao photos and short videos of the baby.

Every photo and every video records the baby's growth and changes, and also makes Xu Xiaoxiao's heart surge with deep maternal love and longing.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the baby in the phone and smiled happily.

"Fu Yanchen, thank Aunt Wu for me." She turned her eyes to Fu Yanchen, "Thank you for your hard work too."

Fu Yanchen gently stroked Xu Xiaoxiao's hair. "What do you mean by hard work? This is what I should do. As long as you and the baby are fine, I will be satisfied. Xiaoxiao, I..."

Nan Weiwei watched from the side, but she felt bad. She realized that Xu Xiaoxiao had begun to forgive Fu Yanchen in her heart, and she was afraid that Xu Xiaoxiao's feelings for Fu Yanchen were getting deeper and deeper, and she would gradually be fooled by Fu Yanchen again.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's cell phone rang suddenly.

He looked down at the caller ID, a complicated look flashed across his eyes, then he stood up and walked out the door.

Nan Weiwei felt nervous when she saw this, and followed without hesitation. She couldn't let Fu Yanchen hurt Xu Xiaoxiao again.

Fu Yanchen walked out of the ward and came to the quiet corridor before answering the phone.

After he finished the call, he turned around and was about to go back to the ward, but he saw Nan Weiwei standing not far behind him, staring at him straight.

"Is there something?" Fu Yanchen frowned and asked in a cold tone.

Nan Weiwei moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she hesitated and did not speak.

"I....."

"Just say whatever you want to say." Fu Yanchen's face was as calm as water and his voice was cold.

"I think... Fu Yanchen, it's better for you to leave here, and leave Xu Xiaoxiao."

"Why? Xiaoxiao is sick now, I won't leave her."

Nan bit her lip slightly, "Isn't it you that Xiaoxiao needs? If you're here...it will only make things more complicated. Fu Yanchen, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Fu Yanchen was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I understand what you mean, and I also know that I am not worthy. Xiaoxiao is sick now, no matter what, I will not leave. I will take good care of Xiaoxiao, and when she recovers, I will leave by myself. There should be a complete Sister Liao between us."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Fu Yanchen's eyes. "Nan Weiwei, although I don't like you, I hope you can take good care of Xiaoxiao in the future. Xiaoxiao is carefree and has no ulterior motives. I just hope she is happy. Is that okay?"

"Okay, sure. I can promise you that I will let you take care of Xiaoxiao until she recovers, but I don't want you to be around her after that. Xiaoxiao has suffered a lot, and now she finally looks like a human being. Don't bother her anymore. Let her go."

"These few days, I will tell Xiaoxiao that I have a performance and will not come to the hospital to disturb you. Please take good care of her for the last few days!"

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving Fu Yanchen standing alone in the corridor, looking into the distance thoughtfully.

That’s enough, it’s enough for these few days. Fu Yanchen returned to the room and Xu Xiaoxiao was still drinking chicken soup.

"Well, Fu Yanchen, where's Weiwei?" Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the two people going out together, and only Fu Yanchen came back, so she asked.

"Oh! I don't know. She answered a phone call and left. Maybe something happened!"

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, nodded, and continued drinking the soup.