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

"Sir, Madam...something happened."

Lin Nuo walked into the office in a hurry, interrupting Fu Yanchen who was listening attentively to his subordinate's report.

Fu Yanchen frowned, and the pen in his hand stopped unconsciously. He looked at Lin Nuo sharply, and his tone was filled with unquestionable anxiety: "What's wrong with her?"

Before Xiao Lin could speak, Fu Yanchen waved his hand impatiently, signaling the manager who was reporting to leave first.

The manager looked confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only quietly retreat, muttering to himself: "What on earth is going on here?"

"What happened?" Fu Yanchen's tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Lin.

"Sir, my wife...she...beat someone, but...my wife is fine, and the other person...is in a terrible state."

Lin Nuo's voice trembled slightly, and he seemed to find it difficult to say what he was about to say.

"Hit someone?" Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen frowned even more tightly, but then relaxed again, with a hint of relief in his tone, "I'm glad she's okay, but... why would she hit someone for no reason?"

Fu Yanchen knew very well that Xu Xiaoxiao was not an unreasonable person, nor was she a violent maniac.

Although she was indeed a bit naughty when she was a child, even then, she would beat people for a reason and never without a purpose.

Now she is even calmer and more steady, and anything that can make her take action must be very important.

"It seems like Lin Wan'er came here to cause trouble." Xiao Lin finally plucked up the courage and told the whole story.

"Lin Wan'er?" Fu Yanchen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness when he heard this.

He was not unfamiliar with this Lin Wan'er. He had heard her name from Lu Jingjing many times and had also seen her. She was Lu Jingjing's lackey when she was a child.

"Huh, it turned out to be her. I hope she's not hurt anywhere!" Lin Nuo shook his head.

Fu Yanchen snorted coldly, with a bit of disdain in his tone, "She is asking for trouble. However, Xiaoxiao must have been forced into a corner when she took action. Xiaoxiao...how is she?"

"gentlemen……"

Lin Nuo's voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to carry unspeakable grief and anger. "It is said that it is related to Shangguan Yaoyao's incident. At that time, Shangguan Yaoyao seemed to know Lu Jingjing's conspiracy in advance - she planned to hire someone to hit my wife to death. In order to save my wife, Shangguan Yaoyao deliberately put on my wife's clothes, causing the driver to recognize the wrong person, and thus became the victim of that tragedy."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen frowned, his eyes revealing disbelief and deep anger.

"What do you mean? How did Shangguan Yaoyao know about this plan?... Is she... in cahoots with Lu Jingjing?" His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Lin Nuo shook his head with a complicated look. "They are not in the same group. Lu Jingjing and the others have leverage over Shangguan Yaoyao and forced her to do something. Shangguan Yaoyao is kind-hearted and doesn't want to hurt anyone, so she chose to sacrifice herself to protect the wife at the critical moment. What's more cruel is that before Shangguan Yaoyao was hit, she had been... insulted by a few hooligans found by Lu Jingjing and Lin Wan'er. These people were originally hired by Lu Jingjing and the others to deal with the wife, but they ended up on Shangguan Yaoyao by mistake."

At this point, Lin Nuo's voice was choked with sobs. He seemed to be able to imagine the pain and despair that the tragedy had brought to everyone.

Fu Yanchen was furious. He slammed his fist on the desk, causing the documents on the desk to scatter.

"Asshole!" Fu Yanchen roared, his voice echoing in the office, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and unwillingness.

There was a blazing rage in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Lin Wan'er to death.

At this moment, he seemed to see the helpless and desperate Xu Xiaoxiao of that year, and also saw Shangguan Yaoyao who sacrificed himself to save her.

"I'm going to make her pay the price!" Fu Yanchen's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.

He stood up and looked into the distance with a sharp gaze, as if he had already seen the moment when Lin Wan'er knelt in front of him.

Lin Nuo looked at Fu Yanchen, feeling an indescribable admiration and emotion in his heart.

Sir, Lin Nuo's voice sounded particularly steady in the quiet office, but he could not hide a hint of hesitation, "Then...what should we do with Lin Wan'er now?" His words revealed his caution and uneasiness about the unknown situation.

Fu Yanchen slowly raised his eyes, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless waves. He sighed softly, his voice low and powerful: "Let's wait and see what she really wants to do. This kind of people, like Lu Jingjing, are narrow-minded and vindictive. She will never give up easily and will definitely find ways to save her face."

Hearing this, Lin Nuo thought to himself that his master's judgment was always accurate. He nodded, his face firm, "Yes, sir, I will give orders to secretly protect the wife and ensure that she is not harmed in the slightest. If Lin Wan'er really does anything, we will handle it properly and leave no future troubles."

"Well, go ahead." Fu Yanchen responded briefly, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination.

Lin Nuo took the order, turned around and left. His footsteps were light and quick, like a gust of wind passing by, taking away some of the dullness in the room.

After Lin Nuo disappeared outside the door, Fu Yanchen's eyes fell on the photo of Xu Xiaoxiao on the desk again. In the photo, she had a bright smile, like the warmest sunshine in spring, which could dispel all the haze in the world.

However, the reality is so cruel. He hasn't laughed so happily in a long time.

Fu Yanchen's thoughts drifted away, recalling every moment he spent with Xu Xiaoxiao.

The laughter, the tears, the arguments and reconciliations all reappear as if yesterday, clear and profound.

He whispered softly, as if to her in the photo, and as if to himself: "Xiaoxiao, no matter what you want to do, just go for it. I will always be behind you, silently guarding you until you can smile the brightest smile again."

At this moment, Fu Yanchen is no longer the cold-blooded president who calls the shots in the business world, but a passionate man who is full of tenderness and only waits for one person.

In the afternoon, the sun lazily sprinkled on the quiet little shop on the corner of the street, but there was no sign of business in the shop.

The world outside the door is noisy and busy, but here, it seems to have been forgotten by time, solidified into a still picture.

Everyone in the store stayed there silently. No one left, and no new customers entered this space shrouded in sadness.

Xu Xiaoxiao lay quietly on the single bed in the lounge, her body limply pressed against the bed as if she had lost all her strength.

Her eyes were wide open. Her eyes, which were originally lively and full of energy, now became empty and deep, like two bottomless black holes.

She just lay there quietly, like a puppet with its soul taken away, with only an empty shell wandering in the world.

Her eyes were unfocused, just staring blankly at the ceiling, as if there was something there attracting her attention, but in fact there was not.

Her thoughts had long drifted to the distant past, a place full of pain and sorrow. Those memories came flooding back to her mind, making her feel extremely heavy.

Although she tried desperately to bury these memories deep in her heart, she could never forget them.

Those past experiences, like a sharp knife, deeply hurt her heart. Every time she thought of them, she would feel heartbroken.

However, she was powerless to change it and could only endure the pain silently.

Sister Na gently pushed the door open, her steps light and careful, for fear of disturbing the silence.

She walked to Xu Xiaoxiao's bed, her eyes full of worry and heartache.

She said softly: "Xiaoxiao, although I don't know who Shangguan Yaoyao is, I can feel that she must be very important to you. What happened today is really infuriating. But we can't just let it go. You can call the police."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao curled up a bitter smile, which contained too many complicated emotions.

She exhaled slowly, her voice low and helpless: "Sister Na, what's the point of calling the police? It's been so many years since the incident, the scars have long been blurred by time, and the evidence has long disappeared. If I really call the police about what happened today, she will only be detained for a few days at most. What will it change? Without evidence, she won't admit it."

When Sister Na heard this, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She understood the pain and helplessness in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart, and also knew that this seemingly weak girl actually had an extremely strong heart.

She gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand, trying to give her some warmth and strength: "Xiaoxiao, I know how painful your heart is. But we can't always live in the shadow of the past. You have to believe that one day, the sun will penetrate the clouds and illuminate your world. And I will always be by your side, supporting you and encouraging you."

Xu Xiaoxiao felt the warmth in Sister Na's hand, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She nodded slightly. Although her eyes were still empty, her determination and courage were quietly growing.

She knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she could no longer allow herself to sink into the pain of the past.

She must face the future bravely and find her own happiness and light.

As for Lin Wan'er, she will not let her go... Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with viciousness...