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

"It's just that I'm still curious about how you and Fang Xiaohui met. Can you tell me about it?" Nan Weiwei asked. "Of course, if you... don't feel comfortable or are too tired, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it now. I don't blame you."

Nan Yifeng, "It won't be inconvenient, she and I..."

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei. Nan Weiwei's voice was full of curiosity and tenderness about the past. Her eyes were full of expectation, yet she was cautious for fear of touching on the past that he did not want to mention.

Nan Yifeng smiled gently, and that smile contained too many stories and emotions, "Of course, Weiwei, there is nothing that cannot be said. My acquaintance with Xiaohui actually originated from an unexpected life-saving grace."

He slowly recounted that forgotten past: "It was a stormy night. I was young and hot-tempered, chasing a criminal suspect on the road alone. Unexpectedly, the mountain road slipped and the car lost control. I was seriously injured and trapped in the car. Just when I was almost in despair, it was Xiaohui's grandmother who found me, rescued me from the car at all costs, and took me back to their home, taking good care of me."

"During that time, I deeply felt the warmth and kindness of the world. I also knew Xiaohui's life story and that she was a pitiful person. In order to repay this kindness, I decided to help Xiaohui so that she would have the opportunity to receive a better education and realize her dream. So, I sponsored her to go to school and join our organization. Watching her grow step by step into a talented woman, my heart was filled with comfort."

At this point, Nan Yifeng's eyes became gentle and profound, "However, feelings are sometimes really unpredictable.

As I accompanied Xiaohui in her growth, I gradually discovered that her feelings for me far exceeded the scope of a sister's feelings for her brother. I understood that look in her eyes. She was in love with me. That love was deep and pure, but it also led to contradictions and struggles. So I began to stay away from her. "

Nan Weiwei listened attentively. She had never thought that there was such a tortuous and touching story between Nan Yifeng and Fang Xiaohui. "What happened next? Why didn't you get together? Don't you like her?" She couldn't help but ask.

Nan Yifeng sighed, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "I am a girl with my own dreams and what I want to pursue. It just so happened that the higher-ups asked me to go undercover at MB, so I left the organization we created and chose my family GJ. After the mission was over, I retired. My parents asked me to come back and take over the Nan family business, so I chose to leave. The organization is still there, but... I am just managing it remotely and have not returned. I also hope that she will pursue the love of her heart. We have not been in touch for several years."

Having said that, Nan Yifeng paused, as if recalling the past time, the days when he and his brothers went through life and death together.

"Why? Do you miss her?" Nan Weiwei joked. Her voice was deliberately mixed with uncontrollable anger and unwillingness. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to suppress the panting sound that was about to come out.

After a while, she finally mustered up the courage to pour out all the questions and dissatisfaction in her heart:

"That's right. Look at Fang Xiaohui. She is really pretty and cute. She is not much younger than us! She may even be a little older. But look at her little face. She looks just like a child. You men should like that, right?"

Nan Yifeng, "......"

"Nan Yifeng, tell me, she's been so proactive, are you really not moved?"

"No." He answered without hesitation.

"But everyone has desires. Don't you want to try something new?"

"No." He still answered firmly.

"Then why don't you choose a better one?" she asked somewhat puzzled.

"Because I love you." He looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of love.

"But she is so beautiful..."

"No matter how beautiful she is, she can't compare to you." He interrupted her.

"Don't you feel at a disadvantage?"

"I will never be at a disadvantage when I am with you." He held her hand tightly.

"Nan Yifeng, are you stupid?" She was so moved that her eyes became moist.

"Maybe, but I'm willing to be a fool as long as I can be with you." He said with a smile.

"Nan Yifeng..." Nan Weiwei was a little excited. Although she was a little angry just now, she asked all the questions at once. Unexpectedly, the answer Nan Yifeng gave her moved her so much.

Nan Yifeng took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and then slowly spoke: "Weiwei, listen to me. Fang Xiaohui is indeed a very good girl, and she has many advantages that cannot be ignored. However, feelings are not simply measured by good or bad, beautiful or ugly. There may have been some brief intersections between her and me, but that was only because we were friends and colleagues, nothing more.

"As for you, Weiwei, you may not be the most perfect, but in my eyes, you are the most special. Your straightforwardness, your tenacity, and your kindness all deeply attract me. I know what I want and where my feelings should be placed. So, please believe me, my feelings for you are serious, not impulsive, and not because I look down on Weiwei that I choose you.

"I hope you can understand me, and I hope you can believe in our feelings. Don't let outside interference or some unfounded speculations shake our feelings. I am willing to use my actions to prove my sincerity to you."

After saying this, he held Nan Weiwei's hand tightly, his eyes full of determination and affection.

Nan Weiwei felt his warmth and strength, and the anger and resentment in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by an indescribable feeling of being touched and at ease. She knew that their relationship could stand the test.

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei affectionately, his eyes sparkling with love.

His eyes were like the deep starry sky, containing endless tenderness and love. His eyes seemed to penetrate Nan Weiwei's soul, allowing her to feel his deep emotions. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everything around them became blurred, leaving only the two of them staring at each other.

"Weiwei, I know you may not believe what I say now, but...Weiwei."

He stared at her deeply, his eyes full of determination and sincerity.

"But... you must believe me. You should understand my character. I always plan and think things through before doing anything. I am definitely not someone who acts on impulse. I always think carefully before I say anything. Otherwise, I would not have confessed to you four years ago, and I would not have made any decision on impulse."

"For Fang Xiaohui, I really have never had that kind of love between men and women. It was just a misunderstanding, an accident. I don't want this misunderstanding and accident to affect our relationship. And you are the one I have thought about and considered carefully. Do you understand? I... have been planning for you for a long time. I have liked you for a long time. I already liked you when you were just brought back by your parents. The reason why I take care of Xiaoxiao is because her eyes are exactly the same as yours. I think you two must be related. I really treat Xiaoxiao as a sister."

His voice was low and firm, as if he wanted to imprint his feelings deeply into her heart.

His voice was low and gentle, as if every word was filled with endless affection.

Weiwei listened quietly, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She looked at the man in front of her, his eyes were so focused and sincere that she couldn't resist.

She knew that what he said was sincere and his love for her was real.

"I understand..." Weiwei said softly, tears flashing in her eyes. "Thank you for making me understand all this." She reached out and gently stroked his cheek, feeling his warmth.

Their eyes met, and it seemed as if time had stopped.

At this moment, their hearts were closely connected and their love for each other filled the air.

Nan Yifeng's unique and charming words were like a key that opened the door to the sweet world deep in Nan Weiwei's heart, making her feel unprecedented warmth and touch.

She couldn't resist the impact of such affection. A bright smile broke out on her face and her eyes sparkled with happiness, as dazzling as stars.

"Okay, I believe you. I believe you don't like her. I also believe that your feelings for me are long-planned, sincere and deep."

Her voice was soft but firm, as if she was telling him her truest feelings.

Every word carries a deep emotion, strung together like pearls to form a beautiful picture.

Nan Weiwei knew that this relationship was not a momentary impulse or a chance encounter, but the result of time and careful planning.

His eyes have always been on her, from their initial acquaintance to their current understanding and companionship, every step is a testimony to his careful efforts.

She firmly believed that the love between them was so sincere and deep that it could stand the test of time.

Nan Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile, "Weiwei, you finally understand my feelings. My feelings for you are by no means accidental, but a fate that has been destined in my heart for a long time."

He gently took her hand and said, "From now on, I will prove my promise with my actions and give you a happy future."

She lowered her head shyly, her heart full of sweetness. She knew that their story had just begun, and there would be more beautiful chapters waiting for them to write in the future.

They will go through the ups and downs hand in hand and create their own romantic love legend together.

The two of them were hugging each other, when Nan Yifeng's cell phone rang...

"Who is it so late? Could it be Fang Xiaohui again?" Nan Weiwei said without even looking at the incoming call on her phone.

Nan Yifeng glanced at the phone number and his expression changed...