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

"Nan Yifeng, you must pay more attention to Xiaoxiao during the time I'm away."

Fu Yanchen's eyes were deep, and his tone was firm and unquestionable as he instructed Nan Yifeng.

His words revealed his deep concern for the gentle figure in the distance.

Hearing this, Nan Yifeng nodded gently, with a hint of understanding and promise in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will. I will pay more attention to Xiaoxiao, and my parents will also take good care of her. Our whole family will take care of her."

Fu Yanchen's brows flashed with helplessness, and he continued, "There is one more thing, the child's household registration issue. Xiaoxiao insisted on not letting the child fall behind me, and didn't want me to get involved. I still need your help with this matter."

Nan Yifeng smiled faintly upon hearing this, his eyes full of understanding and support, "No problem, I'll call Director Wang tomorrow to let him know about this and give him instructions. Xiaoxiao just needs to bring the necessary information and everything will be fine."

"Okay." Nan Yifeng nodded again, his tone filled with unshakable determination.

The breeze blows by, as if silently witnessing this promise.

Inside the house, Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen in the garden silently.

Sometimes, being soft-hearted will only hurt yourself more. Xu Xiaoxiao said this silently in her heart, as if it was a reminder to herself and a response to the past entanglement.

She closed her eyes, and scenes from the past flashed through her mind. Those scenes that once made her heart ache and shed tears now turned into a hint of bitterness at the corners of her mouth.

"Xu Xiaoxiao, think about how he treated you in the past. You won't forgive him."

She talked to herself, her voice so low that only she could hear it.

There was a hint of determination and reluctance in his words, as if he was trying to convince himself not to leave any room for the person who had hurt him.

Just then, the door opened and Fu Yanchen walked in.

There was a bit of concern and tenderness in his eyes, as if he could see into the deepest secrets in people's hearts.

"Xiaoxiao, how's it going? Have you packed up?"

He asked softly, his tone full of pampering and care for Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

She picked up her bag and tried to force a smile, "Okay, we can go now."

Her voice sounded a little hoarse, but her eyes were unusually firm.

She knew that sometimes, people always have to learn to let go and face things before they can truly move towards the future. She and Fu Yanchen have no future.

Fu family's old house

Xu Xiaoxiao stepped into the gate of the Fu family's old house. Everything seemed to be the same as she remembered, without any change.

The familiar bricks and tiles, the blades of grass and the trees all seem to be telling stories of the past.

Even the old tree standing in the corner is still lush and green, witnessing the passage of time.

However, the person who once gave her warmth and shelter is missing here - her aunt.

The cause of my aunt's death has been found out, it was Lu Zhengguo who did it.

Xu Xiaoxiao believed that Fu Yanchen would not let Lu Zhengguo go, nor would he let the Lu family go, so she didn't have to worry about these things.

"Xiaoxiao, you still stay in your original room. I have already asked them to clean it up for you."

Fu Yanchen's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

He understood that for Xu Xiaoxiao, this room was not just a living space, but also a safe haven for her soul.

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded, but her eyes searched around involuntarily.

"Where's the baby?" she asked softly, with a hint of anxiety in her tone.

Her eyes wandered around every corner of the room, as if looking for that little figure.

"Baby, Auntie Wu is taking care of you. Don't worry. Now you should take good care of your injuries."

Fu Yanchen comforted softly.

He understood Xu Xiaoxiao's concern for the baby and was grateful that she still thought of the baby at such a time.

He knew that Xu Xiaoxiao was a good mother and her children's safety was always in her heart.

Hearing Fu Yanchen's words, Xu Xiaoxiao felt slightly relieved.

She believed that Wu Ma would take good care of the baby, but her worry as a mother was hard to dispel.

She secretly made up her mind that no matter what the future held, she would be strong for her baby and work hard for her baby. She already had a plan in her mind.

Fu Yanchen looked at the changes in Xu Xiaoxiao's expression and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He hoped that with Xu Xiaoxiao's return, the family would feel warmer.

And he is willing to make all efforts and sacrifices for this family, for Xu Xiaoxiao and the baby.

It’s a pity that Xiaoxiao doesn’t forgive him now, but it doesn’t matter, it’s good enough now.

Xu Xiaoxiao pushed open the door of the room, and a familiar yet slightly stale smell hit her in the face.

She looked around and found that the furnishings in the room were still the same as they were before she was eighteen years old, as if time had stopped here and nothing had changed.

On the desk were placed her favorite books. Their covers had turned yellow, but they were still neatly arranged.

Each of the small ornaments hanging by the bed carries memories of her girlhood.

The whole room was spotless, obviously someone had been cleaning it carefully.

"I've asked the servants to clean, and nothing inside has been moved." Fu Yanchen's voice sounded at the door. He walked in quietly and stood beside Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Fu Yanchen, with a complex emotion in her heart. She didn't expect that after so many years, Fu Yanchen still kept this room and had it cleaned. This was not only a remembrance of the past, but also a deep affection for her.

"This..." Xu Xiaoxiao said, looking around the room in disbelief.

"Thank you, just give me that thing." Xu Xiaoxiao said.

Xu Xiaoxiao whispered in a low voice, her voice choked up, and her eyes were slightly red.

Fu Yanchen understood that this room was not just a living space, but also a place for Xu Xiaoxiao to place and express her emotions.

Fu Yanchen gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand, his eyes gentle but firm: "Xiaoxiao, look, I haven't changed anything. I know you will come back one day, it's good to come back, you know? This family has always needed you."

Xu Xiaoxiao felt the warmth in her palms, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

If these things had not happened between them before, no matter what difficulties they would encounter in the future, as long as they depended on each other, nothing would be impossible to overcome.

If it weren’t for what happened three years ago, this family would have become warmer and more meaningful because of Fu Yanchen’s care and waiting.

But it was too late. Everything was ruined... ruined by the Lu family...