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

"Fu Yanchen, I want to see my brother and Brother Ji. Let's go to the funeral parlor first."

When Fu Yanchen heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

He instinctively wanted to refuse. After all, such an itinerary was not in line with the purpose of their trip.

However, when he saw Xu Xiaoxiao's sad eyes, the rejection in his heart instantly disappeared.

He knew the deep feelings between Xu Xiaoxiao, his brother and Ji Feng. This was more than just a simple farewell,

It is also a way of remembering and letting go of the past. If you reject her at this time, it will undoubtedly make her feel resentful and may even affect their relationship.

Fu Yanchen nodded and said softly: "Okay, I promise you. Let's go to the funeral home to visit them first."

"I've already made arrangements for the funeral. In the past two days, you should take good care of yourself first."

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this topic, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

Fu Yanchen knew that it was not easy for Xu Xiaoxiao to make this decision. She must have been fighting for a long time in her heart. This should be the last time to visit the two of them. Xu Xiaoxiao wanted to make a break with the past.

The two of them went directly to the funeral home, Lin Nuo held her forehead, and now their boss was obeying this wife's words.

Imperial Funeral Home

As soon as the curator received Fu Yanchen's call, he came out to receive him in person.

"Mr. Fu," the curator saw Fu Yanchen trotting up hurriedly.

Fu Yanchen nodded with a cold expression and motioned to the curator to take them to the morgue.

When Xu Xiaoxiao saw the familiar and peaceful faces of her brother and Ji Feng again, tears could not help but well up in her eyes. She endured her grief and whispered her thoughts and guilt.

Fu Yanchen stood aside silently and did not disturb her. He knew that what Xu Xiaoxiao needed at this time was companionship and listening, rather than comfort and persuasion.

His eyes always fell on her gently, as if to say: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

After a long time, Xu Xiaoxiao stood up slowly. For a blink of an eye, she felt that something was wrong with Ji Feng's face. If she looked closely, there was no change. She must have been blinded.

Xu Xiaoxiao stood up slowly, with a sense of relief in his eyes, as if he had come out of the shadow of the past.

She glanced at the curator next to her gratefully, and then said: "Thank you, curator."

The curator smiled like a Bodhisattva, "It should, it should."

The moment the group was about to turn around and leave, Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly turned back and stared closely at Ji Feng's face. There was an inexplicable throbbing and uneasiness in her heart, as if something important was about to leave her.

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

She knew she couldn't dwell on the sorrow of the past, she had more important things to do.

She turned to look at Fu Yanchen and said, "Fu Yanchen, let me ask you something. You must answer my question truthfully. You are not allowed to tell lies in front of them."

Xu Xiaoxiao pointed to Xu Haojie and Ji Feng inside the ice coffin.

Fu Yanchen couldn't help but feel nervous when he looked at her serious and firm eyes.

He knew that the question Xu Xiaoxiao was going to ask next must be extraordinary.

But he still nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you can ask."

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes became sharp, as if he wanted to see through Fu Yanchen's heart.

She stared at him closely and asked word by word: "Fu Yanchen, does my brother's death and Ji Feng's death have anything to do with you? I don't want to listen to high-sounding words. What I want is the truth, the truth."

Facing this sudden question, Fu Yanchen was shocked.

His eyes instantly became deep and complicated, but he quickly covered them up again.

He shook his head firmly and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxiao, I've said it many times, it's not me. Believe me, their deaths have nothing to do with me. I sent snipers to the scene, but they didn't fire." gun."

"But you really wanted to kill my brother at that time, but you just didn't have the chance to do it yet, right?"

Xu Xiaoxiao sneered. She didn't seem to believe Fu Yanchen's denial.

She took a step closer, grabbed his arm tightly, and forced him to look at the two cold and stiff corpses.

Her voice was trembling and full of anger: "Look at them! Swear in front of them! You said you didn't harm them, you said it!"

Fu Yanchen was forced to look at the two corpses, and an indescribable sadness and helplessness surged in his heart.

He knew that no matter how he explained, Xu Xiaoxiao would not believe him easily.

But he still raised his head firmly, looked into Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and said word for word: "I, Fu Yanchen, swear in front of both of them that I have never harmed them. Their deaths have nothing to do with me, and have nothing to do with them at all." No."

Although his voice was calm, it was full of determination and strength.

He knew that at this time, any explanations and excuses were pale, and only a sincere oath could slightly appease Xu Xiaoxiao's injured and angry heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao listened to his oath, and the anger and sadness in her eyes seemed to calm down a little.

Even so, she still couldn't believe him. After all, the cause of death of her brother and Ji Feng was still a mystery.

She let go of her hand, took a step back, and said coldly: "I hope what you said is true. Otherwise, I will make you pay the price."

After saying that, she turned and walked out of the door, leaving Fu Yanchen alone to face the two corpses that had been silent forever.

Fu Yanchen watched Xu Xiaoxiao's back disappear from the door, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

He knew that it would not be easy to regain Xu Xiaoxiao's trust, but he was willing to use time and actions to prove his innocence and sincerity.

He took a deep look at the two corpses. They wanted to drag him into the water even if they died. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Seeing Xu Xiaoxiao's disappearing back, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Back at Fu's house, Xu Xiaoxiao went straight to the guest room. She couldn't face Fu Yanchen at the moment, and the doubts and sadness in her heart surged like a tide.

The door to the guest room was closed tightly behind her, as if cutting her off from the outside world.

But Fu Yanchen was not willing to give up just like that.

He stood outside the guest room door, took a deep breath, and knocked gently.

He knew Xu Xiaoxiao was inside and he could feel her presence, but he also understood her mood at the moment.

"Xiaoxiao, open the door." Fu Yanchen's voice was low and firm. He didn't want to continue to be misunderstood by Xu Xiaoxiao.

However, after a while, there was no response from the door. Fu Yanchen knocked on the door a few more times, each time with more force, but the door was still closed.

His patience was wearing thin, and his anxiety and worry grew stronger.

Finally, he could no longer bear the silence and isolation. He took a step back...