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

In the hospital

The soft light shines on the white walls, creating a peaceful and slightly deserted atmosphere.

Nan Yifeng slowly opened his eyes. The world in front of him seemed still a little hazy. He tried to move his body but felt weak.

At this moment, a familiar figure came into view. Nan Weiwei was sitting on a chair beside the bed, with his hands clenched, his eyes full of anxiety and fatigue, but the moment he woke up, a ray of hope instantly lit up.

"Weiwei, you...why are you here?"

Nan Yifeng's voice was hoarse and weak, and his memory seemed to be shrouded in thick fog. The last clear picture was frozen under the gaze of Fang Xiaohui's eyes with a strange smile, and then there was a blank.

Nan Weiwei's eyes turned red when she heard this, but she tried to put on a gentle smile and whispered softly, "Nan Yifeng, you finally woke up! You scared me to death."

"Where is this? Why...are you here?" Nan Yifeng was stunned for a moment.

"Yi Feng, this is the City Central Hospital. You have been in a coma for a long time. I am so worried to death. I am extremely anxious," Nan Weiwei said with tears in her eyes.

"Who sent me here?" Nan Yifeng prepared himself, but failed due to physical reasons.

"Just lie down!" Nan Weiwei said, "Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao sent you here. Fu Yanchen contacted me."

Nan Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, and tried to piece together the lost fragments of his memory, but the dull pain in his head forced him to give up.

He only remembered that he sent a message for help to Fu Yanchen before he fell into a coma. He was confident that Fu Yanchen would understand. But...why was Xu Xiaoxiao here? Was she with Fu Yanchen? And had Weiwei seen the photos that Fang Xiaohui sent?

He looked at Nan Weiwei, a warm feeling welling up in his heart, and at the same time he felt a little guilty: "Weiwei, I made you worry. I... I remember it was Fang Xiaohui, she gave me something to drink, and then I..."

Nan Weiwei was startled when she heard this, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by worry: "Don't think about these things in a hurry. The doctor said you need to rest, and the residual drugs in your body need time to metabolize. As for Fang Xiaohui, why did she do this? You are not in good health now. When you get better, tell me slowly, no matter what? I believe you."

Having said that, Nan Weiwei stood up and gently adjusted the infusion stand beside the bed to ensure that the infusion tube was unobstructed, and then carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for Nan Yifeng.

"The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health. I'll take care of the rest."

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei's busy figure and felt mixed emotions.

In this cold hospital, the presence of such a warm person made him feel unprecedented peace of mind.

He nodded slightly and swore to himself that he would never let Nan Weiwei worry about him again.

Outside the window, the night deepens, but the lights in the hospital are still on. The warmth between the brother and sister seems to be the gentlest light in this long dark night.

As the potion slowly seeped in, Nan Yifeng's originally weak body regained some life, as if a dead tree had come back to life in spring, gradually warming up.

He slowly opened his eyes, which seemed slightly tired but still sparkled with determination, and supported himself on the edge of the bed with both hands. He struggled but firmly to sit up from the bed, his back resting on the soft pillow, and his eyes gently fell on Nan Weiwei, who was sitting not far away with a worried look on her face.

"Weiwei," his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it was firm and could not be ignored, "I think it's time to talk to you about Fang Xiaohui."

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little flustered when she heard that. She stood up, walked to the bedside with some eagerness, sat down gently, and twisted her hands together unconsciously. There was both confusion and uneasiness in her eyes, but she still tried to maintain her calmness on the surface and said softly, "Well, go ahead. I'm listening."

She was afraid that Nan Yifeng would say that he loved Fang Xiaohui and that Nan Yi would break up with her, but she still smiled and waited for me to agree.

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei, his eyes full of worry and hesitation. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Weiwei, but...promise me first that you won't be angry no matter what you hear, okay?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if shrouded by an invisible pressure, and every word seemed so heavy.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel nervous. She had never seen Nan Yifeng look so serious before. She had an ominous feeling in her heart. Was he really going to break up with her? Was he going to be with Fang Xiaohui?

Nan Yifeng's eyes flashed with complex emotions, both pain and helplessness.

He clenched his fists and tried to keep himself calm, but a barely perceptible tremor still leaked out from his words, as if he was in great pain.

Nan Weiwei widened her eyes. She tried to find the answer from Nan Yifeng's face, but she only saw a haze.

Her heart began to beat violently and the feeling of uneasiness grew stronger.

She didn't know what had happened to make the usually strong Nan Yifeng so fragile. Did something happen between him and Fang Xiaohui? But didn't Fu Yanchen just say that he was still innocent?

Although her heart was full of doubts and fears, Nan Weiwei still nodded, indicating that she was willing to agree to Nan Yifeng's request.

She knew that no matter what happened, as long as Nan Yifeng didn't abandon her, she would face it together and would not get angry or leave easily.

"Weiwei, Fang Xiaohui and I... cough cough cough, don't be angry, cough cough cough..." Nan Yifeng started to speak, and then paused.

Nan Weiwei's heart suddenly tightened, as if she was pricked by something sharp, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

Is he really going to say the words she least wants to hear?

Could it be that his feelings for Fang Xiaohui have exceeded the boundaries between them?

Despite this, Nan Weiwei still suppressed the emotions surging in her heart and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Okay, I'm not angry, go ahead!"

Seeing this, Nan Yifeng took a few deep breaths, as if he was preparing himself for the confession that was about to follow.

He finally mustered up the courage and spoke slowly: "Actually, Fang Xiaohui... She and I have known each other for a long time. But I want to emphasize that nothing has ever happened between us, and we haven't been in touch or met for a long time. She has been in the organization. This time I looked for her out of helplessness, because Fu Yanchen found that there were frequent accidents in your store, and he knew that Mo Jinghan didn't seem to be dead. He was worried about Xiaoxiao and your safety, but he knew Xiaoxiao's temper, and you also knew their relationship..."

"He cares about her, but he doesn't dare to send his people to protect Xiaoxiao directly, so he needs an outsider to come to you. He found me, and I was worried about you, so I agreed. And she is the only familiar and capable person of the opposite sex around me. I really have no choice but to contact her. As for her salary, it was set by Fu Yanchen, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Then... tonight you guys..."

"She said she was leaving and hoped that I would see her off. I thought, after all, we are colleagues! So I agreed. I didn't expect that she would actually tamper with the wine. Fortunately, I informed Fu Yanchen, otherwise, she would have succeeded. Those photos were taken by her after I was unconscious. Nothing happened between her and me."

After Nan Yifeng finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Nan Weiwei's face, afraid of missing the slightest change in her expression. In the room, the air seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the slight breathing sounds of the two people echoing in his ears.

"Photos? What photos?" Nan Weiwei looked confused and frowned, "I didn't receive any photos!"

She looked at Nan Yifeng on the hospital bed with confusion, trying to get more information from him.

Nan Yifeng's face turned pale in an instant, and his body trembled slightly as if he was hit by something heavy.

"But... I clearly remember she sent you the photo of me lying with her. I was drugged at that time and couldn't stop it..." His voice was full of pain and helplessness.

When Nan Weiwei heard this, an indescribable anger and uneasiness surged in her heart.

But she quickly calmed down and began to think carefully. The only time her phone left her sight was when she was taking a shower.

At that time, she asked Xu Xiaoxiao to help her charge... Thinking of this, she seemed to understand something.

"It was Xu Xiaoxiao..." Nan whispered, a gleam in his eyes, "She saw those photos and deleted them. Afterwards, she said she had something to go out for. In fact, she just wanted to avoid me and prevent me from discovering the truth. She came to save you."

Nan Yifeng listened to Nan Weiwei's analysis and felt both relieved and guilty.

He was glad that Nan Weiwei didn't misunderstand him, and felt guilty for letting such a thing happen, which hurt Nan Weiwei. But Xu Xiaoxiao was too bold to come to see Fang Xiaohui alone. Wasn't she afraid of what Fang Xiaohui would do to her? It was estimated that Xu Xiaoxiao would be scolded by Fu Yanchen tonight.

"Weiwei, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not handling this matter in time and causing you to be frightened."

Nan Yifeng held Nan Weiwei's hand tightly, his eyes full of apology and determination, "In the future, I will be more careful and will not let this happen again."

Nan Weiwei looked at Nan Yifeng, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knew that no matter what happened, Nan Yifeng would stand by her, protect her and support her.

She smiled gently and said, "It's okay, Yi Feng. In fact, even if I saw it, I wouldn't believe it. As long as we trust each other, nothing can defeat us. Now, the most important thing is your health. You have to take good care of yourself. We can deal with other things later."

"but............"