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

"Xiaoxiao, could it be the divorced husband in your family?"

Sister Na said softly with a meaningful smile on her face.

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, with a hint of helplessness on her face: "That's right, who else could be so boring except him." She sighed softly, as if she was accustomed to this gentleman's behavior.

At this moment, Xiaomei on the side suddenly exclaimed: "Wow, this bunch of roses are so beautiful! They must be worth a lot of money!" She widened her eyes and stared at the bunch of gorgeous roses with envy on her face.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoxiao stuffed the flowers in her hand into Xiaomei's arms without saying anything, and said lightly: "Here, I give it to you."

Xiaomei was startled by this sudden action. She hurriedly caught the bouquet and stammered, "Ah? Wha...what? Xiaoxiao, what...what can I do with it?"

She looked at the arms full of flowers and felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Xu Xiaoxiao shrugged and replied nonchalantly: "It's up to you, you can do whatever you want with it. If you don't want it, it doesn't matter if you throw it away." After that, she turned around and went about her own business.

Xiaomei held the heavy bunch of roses and thought to herself, "It would be a pity to throw them away. These flowers are also living things, and they are so beautiful."

Her eyes searched around and suddenly an idea came to her.

She decided to try her luck at a nearby 6-yuan store to see if she could find a suitable vase.

Walking into the small shop filled with a wide variety of goods, Xiaomei walked between the shelves and finally selected a few simple yet elegant vases.

Although these vases are cheap, their smooth lines and plain colors form a sharp contrast with the beauty of the roses, giving them a unique flavor.

Back in the store, Xiaomei carefully placed the roses into four vases.

She first trimmed off the excess branches and leaves, then adjusted the position of the flowers according to the different shapes of the vase, until each flower showed its beauty just right.

The roses seemed to sense Xiaomei's efforts and bloomed even harder, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.

Four vases are lined up and placed by the window in the store. The sunlight shines through the glass onto the petals, casting mottled light and shadows.

The originally ordinary shop instantly became full of vitality and romance because of the addition of these roses.

When customers enter the store, they are involuntarily attracted by these beautiful flowers, and some even stop to appreciate them carefully.

Xiaomei stood aside, looking at the fruits of her labor, her heart filled with satisfaction.

She had never expected that these roses, which might have been seen as a burden, would bring such a big change to her shop.

This also made her more convinced that the beauty of life is often hidden in these unintentional moments. As long as we pay attention to discover and create, we can make life more colorful.

When Xu Xiaoxiao came back, she immediately saw the roses that were carefully arranged by the window.

The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up into a smile, "Oh, Xiaomei, not bad, your little head is very smart, you can actually make use of waste."

There was a hint of teasing in her tone, but it was also full of appreciation.

Xiaomei heard Xu Xiaoxiao's voice, turned around, and a proud smile spread across her face, "Xiaoxiao, how is it? Isn't it beautiful like this? There is also a light floral scent. If Mr. Fu sends flowers again in the future, we will deal with it like this. If it doesn't work, we can also make flower cakes!"

Her words are full of love for life and longing for the future.

Xu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She looked at Xiaomei's energetic face, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knew that what Xiaomei was talking about was not just a way of dealing with these flowers, but also an attitude towards life - even if faced with "waste" in the eyes of others, one can still find its unique value and use.

"Well, that's a good idea." Xu Xiaoxiao nodded, with approval in her eyes. "But forget about the flower cakes. I don't want to eat flowers that smell like love." She said jokingly, trying to ease the subtle emotion in her heart.

Xiaomei smiled, she understood the meaning of Xu Xiaoxiao's joke. They all knew that behind these flowers was Mr. Fu's deep affection for Xu Xiaoxiao. Although this emotion might not be accepted, its existence itself was a kind of beauty.

And they choose to cherish this beauty in this way and let it continue to bloom in another place.

"Okay, let's make flower tea," Xiaomei suggested. "Flower tea can not only preserve the fragrance of flowers, but also allow us to feel the beauty when we taste it. How about it? Xiaoxiao, what do you think?"

Xu Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head when she heard that, knowing that Xiaomei would not let go of Fu Yanchen's flowers to eat.

She knew that no matter which way they chose, what was important was that they could share this beauty together and make life more colorful because of this beauty.

So she nodded and said, "Good idea, let's do it then."

At that moment, the two girls looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with expectations for the future and love for life.

And those carefully arranged roses bloomed more beautifully in their laughter, as if cheering for this beautiful friendship and wisdom of life.

In this elegant and refined hotel, the soft light is like a veil, quietly falling in every corner of the room.

They gently touch the walls, carpets and the large, comfortable bed, creating a wonderful atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

At this time, Nan Weiwei was lying quietly on the soft big bed.

Her long hair, which fell like a waterfall, was spread out casually, covering half of her face.

Her long eyelashes were gently closed like two small fans, trembling slightly with her even and steady breathing.

Obviously, after a long journey, she has completely immersed in a sweet dream.

Although her face still showed some fatigue from the journey, she was more satisfied and at ease.

It’s as if as soon as you lie down on this warm bed, all your worries and troubles will be instantly thrown behind you, leaving only the rare peace and tranquility deep in your heart.

Not far from Nan Weiwei, Nan Yifeng was sitting quietly beside the bed.

He held a mobile phone tightly in his hand, and his slender fingers slid back and forth on the screen.

However, from his slightly empty eyes, it can be seen that his mind has already drifted far away at this moment, and he seems to have no focus on the phone at all.

From time to time, his gaze turned from the mobile phone screen to Nan Weiwei, revealing a hint of resentment and helplessness in his eyes.

It's harder than climbing to the sky to see this damn girl on normal days, but this time they finally have a rare moment of reunion. Nan Yifeng is looking forward to spending a sweet and warm time with her with great joy.

He fantasized that the two of them could lean on each other, confide in each other, communicate freely, and share every detail of each other's recent lives.

Who would have thought that after returning from the party last night, Nan Weiwei had just stepped into the hotel room, without even taking off her shoes, and she was like a lazy kitten, mumbling:

"I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."

Before she finished her words, she fell headfirst onto the big bed, and soon, she actually fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her sleeping face, Nan Yifeng couldn't help but feel a complex emotion surge in his heart.

I felt a deep love for her. After all, she looked so exhausted, she must have been tired from looking for a job these days. But at the same time, I also felt a little lost and helpless.

They hadn't seen each other for several days, and he had so many words in his heart that he wanted to tell her, and so many interesting things waiting to be shared with her.

But now, all his plans were disrupted. All he could do was sit quietly by her side, staring at her sleeping peacefully, burying the unspoken words deep in his heart.

He slowly exhaled a breath, which seemed to carry endless thoughts and melancholy, and then gently placed the mobile phone in his hand aside.

Then, he slowly stretched out his hand and carefully stroked Nan Weiwei's silky and soft hair as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Her hair was extremely soft and smooth, and when his fingers touched it, the delicate touch was like a spring breeze blowing across his heart, instantly stirring up layers of warm ripples in his heart.

This warm current was like the warm sunshine in winter, gradually dispelling the haze that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time.

He couldn't help but lean forward, fearing that his actions would disturb the sleeping beauty in front of him.

When his lips finally gently fell on her smooth forehead, the movement was as gentle as a feather falling, yet full of deep love and attachment.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei seemed to sense this gentle touch, and her originally relaxed brows trembled slightly, as if she wanted to wake up from her sleep.

However, it only took a moment before she fell into a deeper dream again.

Nan Yifeng stared quietly at her peaceful and serene face, an indulgent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, a trace of helplessness arose in his heart.

Nan Yifeng looked at the screen of his mobile phone and felt that that small space could no longer attract his attention.

His mind was completely drawn to Nan Weiwei who was sleeping beside him.

Since it has been confirmed that the partner for this cooperation is Fu Yanchen, there is no need to rush into the specific matters of this project.

After all, with Fu Yanchen's strength and status, he has more than enough time to slowly discuss the details of the cooperation with me.

In this case, the most important thing at the moment is to get along well with Nan Weiwei who is beside him.

He moved lightly, walked slowly to the bed, and then sat down gently.

Then he lay down slowly, afraid of waking up the person sleeping next to him.

His body leaned slightly towards Nan Weiwei, and he slowly stretched out his arms, wanting to hold her tightly in his arms that were full of warmth and security.

However, when he got closer to Nan Weiwei, he discovered that her sleeping posture at this moment could simply be described as "unruly".

Her limbs were spread out freely, and her whole body occupied the entire bed like a starfish, as if this small world was her exclusive territory.

Seeing this scene, Nan Yifeng couldn't help but laugh softly.

He muttered to himself, "This girl is so dishonest even when she's sleeping!"

However, despite this, he still had a lot of affection for her.

So, he began to carefully adjust his posture to facilitate...

After hesitating for a long time, he finally stretched out his right hand carefully and slowly approached Nan Weiwei's slender waist.

When his fingertips were about to touch her body, he suddenly felt nervous and uneasy, as if a deer was running around.

So he paused for a moment, thinking about whether it was appropriate to do so.

After a brief inner struggle, he decided to continue and gently placed his palm on Nan Weiwei's waist. However, the moment he touched her skin, a strange feeling spread throughout his body, making him shiver.

At the same time, he also realized that this position seemed a little too intimate and sensitive, and might cause discomfort or disgust to the other party.