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

When Fu Yanchen was unconscious, he was still holding the handkerchief stained with his own blood tightly in his hand, as if at the last moment, he was still looking forward to Xu Xiaoxiao's turning back.

The door to the ward was pushed open violently, and my aunt stumbled in. Her face was pale, and her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

When she saw Fu Yanchen lying in a pool of blood, she let out a shrill scream, and then fell on Fu Yanchen.

"Achen! Achen! What's wrong with you? Wake up!" The aunt shook Fu Yanchen's body, tears flowing down like a fountain.

She could not accept the cruel reality that her nephew, her only relative, left her like this.

Xu Xiaoxiao had already walked far away. She heard her aunt's cry, but she did not look back.

She knew that the grudge between herself and Fu Yanchen had been completely ended with Fu Yanchen's "death".

She avenged her brother and Ji Feng, and she personally killed the person she once loved deeply.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including grief, anger, relief, and endless emptiness.

She knew that she might never be able to forget Fu Yanchen, the man who had brought her pain.

Xu Xiaoxiao was walking around blindly in the hospital. She could move freely in the hospital, but she couldn't get out. The sun shone on her body, but it couldn't warm her heart.

She felt like a body without a soul, wandering alone in this world.

The aunt's crying gradually faded away, and Xu Xiaoxiao also disappeared into the crowd. She went to the morgue in the basement to accompany her two brothers.

Xu Xiaoxiao walked towards the morgue in the basement step by step. Her steps were heavy and slow, as if every step carried endless sadness and memories.

The morgue was quiet and cold, and the air was filled with an indescribable depression and desolation.

She found the bodies of her brother and Ji Feng, and looking at their peaceful and cold faces, tears burst into Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes again.

She gently stroked her brother's cheek, as if she could still feel the warmth and smile he once had.

"Brother, Brother Ji Feng, I'm here to see you." Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was trembling and weak, as if it would disappear into the air at any time,

"I have avenged you, and your souls in heaven can rest in peace."

Her words were filled with endless sorrow and determination, as if at this moment she had truly released the hatred and anger deep in her heart.

She knew that she had embarked on a path of no return, but she had no regrets because she knew that this was the only thing she could do for her brother and Ji Feng.

There was no way those people in the Fu family would let her go. Whether they really respected Fu Yanchen or were pretending, they would kill her, but she didn't care anymore.

Xu Xiaoxiao accompanied her brother and Ji Feng in the morgue. She seemed to have forgotten the passage of time and just sat there quietly, recalling the beauty and happiness of the past.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including grief, anger, relief, and endless emptiness.

She doesn't know what her future will be like, or how she should face the world.

But she knows that she will never forget her brother and Ji Feng, the person who once brought her warmth and happiness.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen was still unconscious in the operating room.

He held the handkerchief stained with his own blood tightly in his hand, as if at the last moment, he was still looking forward to Xu Xiaoxiao's turning back.

The door to the operating room was closed tightly, and the light shone through the cracks in the door, forming a dazzling light and shadow in the corridor.

Auntie and Asu were waiting anxiously outside the door, their hands clasped together, their eyes full of helplessness and expectation.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second was like torture.

The aunt's heart was filled with endless worry and sadness. She could not accept that her only relative had left her like this.

The door to the operating room finally opened slowly and the doctor came out.

His face was solemn, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes.

The aunt immediately rushed forward, grabbed the doctor's arm tightly, and asked eagerly: "Doctor, how is my nephew? Is he okay?"

The doctor sighed softly and shook his head: "We have tried our best, but his injuries are too serious and he has lost too much blood. I'm afraid...it just depends on whether he can wake up in the next three days. If he can't wake up... ..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, my aunt let out a shrill scream, then collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face like a fountain.

She knew that if Fu Yanchen failed to wake up, she would have lost her only relative. The nephew who had accompanied her, taken care of her, and brought her laughter and warmth would just leave her.

At this time, Xu Xiaoxiao was still staying in the morgue, accompanying her brother and Ji Feng.

She seemed to be isolated from the outside world, just immersed in her own sorrow and memories.

She didn't know what happened outside the operating room, nor did she know Fu Yanchen's life or death.

In her heart, she only has her brother and Ji Feng, the person who once brought her warmth and happiness.

The morgue was quiet and cold, and the air was filled with an indescribable depression and desolation.

Xu Xiaoxiao sat there quietly, her eyes empty and confused. She has lost all her relatives and lovers, leaving only a lonely person wandering in this world.

At this time, Fu Yanchen had a dream, dreaming that he had left this world. His soul seemed to be floating in the air, looking at Xu Xiaoxiao's lonely back and his brother and Ji Feng lying peacefully in the morgue.

His heart was filled with endless sorrow and regret. He knew that he had done many wrong things to hurt Xu Xiaoxiao and her brother, but now he could no longer make up for his mistakes.

He hoped to be forgiven and forgiven by Xu Xiaoxiao but he also knew that he had no chance.

His soul gradually disappeared into the air as if completely integrated with the world.

Xu Xiaoxiao still stayed in the morgue to accompany her brother and Ji Feng.

Fu Yanchen wanted to call Xu Xiaoxiao and comfort her, but he couldn't speak.

"......"

Lujia

When Lu Jingjing found out that Xu Xiaoxiao stabbed Fu Yanchen seriously and was still unconscious, she felt happy, with an evil smile on her lips. Xu Xiaoxiao didn't have Fu Yanchen's protection, so it was not easy to kill her.

And she wanted to use Fu Rou's hand to send Xu Xiaoxiao to prison. She knew that Fu Rou cared most about her nephew.

Even though she usually feels sorry for Xu Xiaoxiao, when it comes to Fu Yanchen's life safety, she will not help Xu Xiaoxiao anymore.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingjing was in a good mood and walked to the hospital with shaky steps.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Rou looked at Lu Jingjing with disgust on her face.

"Can't I come to see my fiancé?" Lu Jingjing had a complicated smile on her face.

"Say, what's the matter?" Fu Rou knew that Lu Jingjing was up to no good.

"Auntie, I heard about Xu Xiaoxiao's assassination of Fu Yanchen. I also know that Fu Yanchen is still lying in the intensive care unit with his life or death uncertain."

Lu Jingjing said, in her opinion, this is an excellent opportunity to not only get rid of Xu Xiaoxiao, a thorn in the side, but also to obtain more benefits from the Fu family.

"Yes, so what?"

She walked straight to her aunt and started to seduce her with her sharp tongue: "Aunt, are you really going to let Xu Xiaoxiao go like this? She almost killed Achen! We can't just let it go. , we must teach her a lesson and let her know that your Fu family is not so easy to bully."

"And you also know that Xu Xiaoxiao is mentally ill. If you don't send her in, you and your family will have to be careful in the future."

"Lu Jingjing, what are you talking about?" Asu couldn't stand it anymore.

"Aunt, I'm telling the truth. Wasn't this certificate issued by Fu Yanchen himself? Xu Xiaoxiao seems to have been sent to a mental hospital."

Fu Rou was silent, "It is indeed proof that Fu Yanchen opened it, but at that time..."

"Auntie, have you ever thought that maybe all of this is true, but Fu Yanchen didn't say it."

"If it is true, then you are in danger. Xu Xiaoxiao might get sick one day..."

"And..." Lu Jingjing whispered in Fu Rou's ear.

"you you......"

"Auntie is so smart, she should know what to do. I'm leaving." Lu Jingjing twisted her waist and walked away.

Fu Rou stood there blankly,

"Auntie, don't listen to this green tea bitch Lu Jingjing's nonsense. How could Xiaoxiao be really sick? She's just talking nonsense."

A complex emotion flashed in Fu Rou's eyes, "Asu..."