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

Fang Xiaohui sat on the sofa in the hotel's magnificently decorated lobby, her eyes flashing with determination and unwillingness.

The lights around her shone on her delicate face, but could not conceal her stubbornness.

She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was making some important decision.

Nan Yifeng, this name lingered in her mind like a curse.

He is the core figure in the organization, and she is just an ordinary member under him.

But Fang Xiaohui was unwilling to give in. She didn't want to be excluded, and she didn't want to leave the man she loved and hated.

Thinking of this, she stood up suddenly and strode towards the front desk.

The lady at the front desk was named Lin Wan'er. She was pretty and charming. She was looking at Fang Xiaohui with a smile and asked politely, "Miss, may I ask what can I do for you?"

Fang Xiaohui took a deep breath and lowered her voice and said, "I'll give you 10 yuan. You send a midnight snack up to the 888 presidential suite. I've already bought it."

There was an unquestionable firmness in her tone, as if this was a matter of course.

Lin Wan'er was surprised when she heard this, but she quickly regained her professional smile: "I'm sorry, miss, we do have a delivery service here, but it's not time for delivery yet. When the time comes, we will naturally deliver it to the guests."

Fang Xiaohui was anxious. She grabbed Lin Wan'er's wrist and said in a low and hurried voice: "You...you don't understand what I mean? I mean, you...now as a waiter, deliver the meal I bought to the guests of the 888 presidential suite. This is an extra income, one hundred thousand yuan, aren't you tempted?"

Lin Wan'er was startled by Fang Xiaohui's action, but she quickly calmed down and gently broke free from Fang Xiaohui's hand:

"I'm sorry, miss. We have someone in charge of delivering meals, and this is really not within my scope of responsibility. Also, if a guest needs a meal, they will contact us using the internal phone in the room. Please understand."

Fang Xiaohui was stunned. She didn't expect Lin Wan'er to refuse so firmly.

One hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount for ordinary people, and she thought Lin Wan'er would agree without hesitation. But at this moment, looking at Lin Wan'er's clear eyes, she suddenly realized that some things cannot be measured by money.

She let go of her hand, looked at Lin Wan'er with complicated eyes, then turned and left.

Her back looked a little lonely under the light, but a new hope was burning in her heart.

She knew that she couldn't give up just like that. She still had a chance. As long as she was willing to work hard, one day she would stand by Nan Yifeng's side again and become an indispensable part of his life.

Fang Xiaohui stood on the street, gently stroking her cell phone with her fingers, as if she was touching some precious treasure.

She knew that this might be her last chance and her only excuse to get close to Nan Yifeng.

"Mr. Nan, can I have one last meal with you? Just for the last time, as a farewell to me."

There was a tremor in her words, but they also revealed a firm determination.

She knew that Nan Yifeng would not easily reject her request, especially when she made it with such a reason.

Nan Yifeng was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, then he sighed softly, "Well... okay! Come to the hotel where I am! The food in the restaurant here is also good." His voice sounded a little helpless.

"Okay!" Fang Xiaohui almost cheered, but she suppressed her inner joy and simply responded with one word.

Then she hung up the phone with a calculating gleam in her eyes.

She knew that this meal was not just about saying goodbye, but also about starting over.

She would use all means to make Nan Yifeng accept her again and let her return to his side.

No matter what method she uses, no matter how much it costs, she will give it a try.

Fang Xiaohui took a deep breath and then quickly walked towards the room where Nan Yifeng was.

Her heart beat faster and her steps became lighter, as if every step was taking place on a field of hope.

She knew that as long as she could seize this opportunity, she would be able to change her destiny.

"Don't blame me, Nan Shao." She prayed silently in her heart, "I really can't leave you. No matter what happens, I will stay by your side."

Fang Xiaohui stepped into the hotel and walked slowly along the corridor, each step seeming particularly heavy.

Her eyes searched around, as if looking for Nan Yifeng.

Finally, she saw him at the entrance of the restaurant.

Nan Yifeng sat at a table by the window. The night view outside the window set off his handsome face, adding a bit of mystery and charm.

He was wearing a black suit with the collar slightly open, revealing the white shirt underneath, looking both elegant and casual.

Fang Xiaohui took a deep breath and then slowly walked towards Nan Yifeng.

Her heart beat faster and her palms were slightly sweaty, but she tried to stay calm and not let her nervousness leak out in the slightest.

"Young Master Nan." She called softly, then sat down on the chair opposite Nan Yifeng.

Nan Yifeng looked up at her with a hint of impatience in his eyes, but soon he regained his composure and said with a smile: "Come on, what do you want to eat? The food here tastes pretty good."

Fang Xiaohui shook her head. She didn't care what to eat. She only cared about spending time with Nan Yifeng. "Mr. Nan, I'm not hungry. I just want to chat with you, okay?"

Nan Yifeng was slightly stunned when he heard this. He wanted to speak, but then he thought, as a grown man, why would he bother with a woman?

He nodded and said softly, "Of course. What do you want to talk about? Have you bought your ticket?"

Fang Xiaohui was stunned. "I'll buy it tomorrow. It's too late now. My car in the countryside is not connected to the Internet yet. I can only buy it at the station."

Nan Yifeng had no doubts. Some places in the countryside were indeed not yet popularized. Moreover, with the emergence of online taxis and private cars, not everyone would necessarily take the bus.

"Okay, don't forget it tomorrow." Nan Yifeng said.

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