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

Fu Yanchen carefully picked up the cup of warm milk, as if holding a precious treasure, and gently placed it in front of Xu Xiaoxiao.

His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoxiao, with a hint of casual inquiry in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Has Nan Yifeng not called yet? Did Weiwei call you? I wonder how they are doing now..."

His words seemed casual, but in fact they concealed his concern for every detail of Xu Xiaoxiao's life.

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her head slightly, glanced at Fu Yanchen, then reached out her hand, politely took the glass of milk, and said with a smile:

"Thank you."

However, despite the smile on her face, her voice revealed an obvious politeness and alienation, as if there was an invisible and transparent film between her and Fu Yanchen, making it difficult for them to really get close to each other.

After hearing Xu Xiaoxiao's answer, she shook her head gently and spoke again: "Nan Yifeng hasn't called me yet, and Weiwei hasn't contacted me either."

After saying this, she lowered her eyes and no longer looked at Fu Yanchen.

At this moment, after hearing what Xu Xiaoxiao said, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He really didn't like this kind of unfamiliar atmosphere, and he didn't want to see Xu Xiaoxiao always being so polite to him.

Deep down in his heart, he actually wanted very much to break down this barrier and get closer to Xu Xiaoxiao.

He wanted to say something to break the deadlock, but he couldn't find the right topic.

So he chose to remain silent and just watched Xu Xiaoxiao eat breakfast silently.

Xu Xiaoxiao finished her meal quickly. She stood up and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm done. Let me wash the dishes."

Her tone was full of sincerity and gratitude, as if it was a small reward for having such a delicious breakfast.

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's busy figure, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He admitted that he did have different feelings for Xu Xiaoxiao, but he also understood that the two of them needed more time and understanding to get closer to each other.

He secretly made up his mind to find a suitable opportunity to have a good chat with Xu Xiaoxiao to break this strangeness and alienation.

Xu Xiaoxiao was concentrating on washing the dishes. Her movements were skillful and light, as if she was enjoying this simple labor.

Fu Yanchen walked over and naturally took the dishes from Xu Xiaoxiao's hands. The two stood side by side in front of the sink, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle and warm.

His eyes inadvertently swept across Xu Xiaoxiao's face and found that her little face, which used to have a little baby fat, had now become well-defined with a pointed chin.

He looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help blurting out: "Xiaoxiao, you've lost weight. I feel so bad about this."

These three simple words were like a gentle spring breeze, blowing through Xu Xiaoxiao's heart. However, the emotion contained in them was a tenderness and heartache that even he himself had not noticed.

I saw Xu Xiaoxiao's slender fingers tightly grasping the chopsticks in her hand without her realizing it, with such great force that her knuckles turned slightly white.

Her originally calm heart became agitated because of these words, and her heartbeat was like a drum, inexplicably starting to accelerate.

Despite this, she still used all her strength to restrain herself, forcing herself not to raise her head and look directly into Fu Yanchen's deep eyes.

This seemingly ordinary sentence is as precious as the sound of nature to Xu Xiaoxiao.

It had appeared in her dreams countless times before, becoming the deepest desire in her heart, especially during the years in prison.

But now, when her dream came true and when she heard these words from Fu Yanchen's mouth, she did not feel the joy and satisfaction she had expected. Instead, she was overwhelmed by an unprecedented panic and anxiety.

She couldn't help but fall into memories, recalling every detail of the past.

In the past, had the cold and distant Fu Yanchen ever asked her with such concern whether she had lost weight? The answer was obviously no.

At this moment, this long-overdue tenderness was like a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it brought her some warmth and gradually melted her frozen heart;

On the other hand, it stung her mercilessly, bringing back painful memories and causing a bitter feeling in her heart.

She understood that although she now easily obtained the care and tenderness she had been expecting for many years, the feeling was no longer what she had originally expected.

Time has changed so much, including themselves and their relationship.

Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She gently put the chopsticks aside and whispered, "Thank you, I'm fine. I've just been busy lately and may not have paid much attention."

There was a subtle tremor in her voice, but more of it was relief and acceptance. She knew that no matter what the past was like, the present and the future were the most important.

When Fu Yanchen heard this, he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

He realized how much invisible harm his past negligence and indifference had brought to Xu Xiaoxiao.

He patted Xu Xiaoxiao's shoulder gently and said firmly: "In the future, I will care about you more and never let you suffer any grievances."

This sentence is both a promise to Xu Xiaoxiao and a spur to himself.

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at Fu Yanchen. There was a moment of confusion in her eyes, and then she shook her head gently, "No need, Fu Yanchen, let the past be the past. We are fine now."

After hearing this, Fu Yanchen felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He knew that Xu Xiaoxiao had not completely forgiven him.

At this time, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Fu Yanchen went to open the door, and standing at the door were Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei.

Nan Weiwei rushed in like a gust of wind. Before she could even stand firmly on her feet, she couldn't wait to grab Xu Xiaoxiao's fair and delicate little hand. Her eyes were shining with excitement, and her mouth was talking like a string of cannonballs: "Xiaoxiao, let me tell you, a lot of interesting and fun things have happened recently! You have no idea how exciting they are!"

As she spoke, she also danced and gesticulated, as if she wanted to show all those interesting things to Xu Xiaoxiao through body language.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at her excited friend with a puzzled look on her face, and asked tentatively:

"You two... have you reconciled?" Hearing this, Nan Weiwei was stunned at first, and then nodded heavily as if she had thought of something happy. A smile as bright as a spring flower instantly bloomed on her pretty face, and she uttered a word softly: "Yeah."

Although this "hmm" was brief, the happiness contained in it was so obvious that one could feel the joy and satisfaction deep in her heart just by hearing it.

Nan Yifeng walked over to Fu Yanchen and whispered jokingly, "It seems like you two are making good progress."

Fu Yanchen smiled helplessly. He turned his head slightly to look at them and said loudly: "The weather is so good today, how about we go out for a picnic?"

Everyone looked at each other and agreed.

On the grass in the suburbs, Fu Yanchen had been silently paying attention to Xu Xiaoxiao, looking for opportunities to pass her water and food.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao was still a little reserved, she was much more relaxed than before.

As the sun set, Fu Yanchen took advantage of the time when Xu Xiaoxiao was watching the sunset alone, walked up to her and said seriously: "Xiaoxiao, give me another chance, let me walk into your life again." Xu Xiaoxiao did not answer immediately, and the breeze blew her hair.

"Fu Yanchen, this is... pretty good..."