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

The next day,

The wisps of warm sunshine quietly slipped into the bedroom, like a naughty child, gently stroking Xu Xiaoxiao from her deep sleep.

Xu Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes, and her blurred vision gradually became clear when she touched the evening sun.

She looked around and the place around her was already empty. Fu Yanchen's familiar figure had long since disappeared, leaving only the silence of the room and the shallow traces on his body, silently telling the madness of last night.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xu Xiaoxiao sat up and roared hysterically.

Her heart was filled with anger and regret, like an enraged beast running wildly in the open wilderness. How could she do this? How could she succumb to Fu Yanchen's desires so easily? Her heart was filled with blame and resentment towards herself.

"Fu Yanchen! You bastard, bastard! Rogue, I'm going to kill you!"

She beat the bed painfully, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and soaking the pillow.

Her heart was filled with endless grief and despair, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

After venting, Xu Xiaoxiao had to drag his sore body out of bed.

Every step she took was like walking on the edge of a knife, and the excruciating pain made her almost unable to breathe.

She knew that she couldn't just fall down like this, she still had things to do, and she couldn't let herself sink into this endless pain.

She hurriedly finished washing up, and when she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Fu Rou sitting leisurely in the living room drinking tea.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoxiao's heart trembled suddenly, as if he had been hit hard by something heavy. Wasn't she driven away by Fu Yanchen? Why are you back?

However, when she thought about it carefully, she felt relieved.

They are relatives and connected by blood. How could Fu Yanchen really drive her away? That's just a show. Haha, she sneered in her heart, but she felt as if the corners of her mouth were weighing a thousand pounds and she couldn't smile.

Seeing Xu Xiao smile, Fu Rou quickly put down her tea cup and stood up to say hello. That warm smile seemed to melt the coldness of the entire winter.

She motioned Xu Xiaoxiao to come over and sit next to her, her tone full of concern and worry:

"Xiaoxiao, you're up. Why are you up so late today? Are you feeling unwell? I'll ask the doctor to come over and take a look. Mother Wu said that you and her should be calming each other every day. It won't work like this..."

With that said, she was about to get up and make a phone call.

Xu Xiaoxiao had a strange emotion in her heart.

She didn't know whether Fu Rou really cared about her or what Fu Rou's purpose was, so she couldn't respond to her enthusiasm.

She just shook her head slightly, indicating that she was fine: "No, Auntie, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well last night."

Fu Rou looked at her haggard face and tired eyes, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

She knew that Xu Xiaoxiao was having a hard time during this period, suffering from insomnia, anxiety, depression...these negative emotions were like heavy mountains weighing on her heart, making her breathless.

She came over and gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand and comforted her softly: "Xiaoxiao, don't be like this. I feel sad when you look like this. If you have anything, just tell me. Don't keep it in your heart."

Fu Rou couldn't believe that a person who was once so kind would become like this.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Rou, and her eyes seemed to be shining with warmth. If she had seen this before, she would have seen sunshine and hope.

But now...

She took a deep breath, looked at Fu Rou as if he wanted to enter her heart, looked at her thoughts, looked at her for a long time and said: "Auntie..."

She opened her mouth but didn't know where to start. Those complicated emotions and emotions seemed to be a mess in her heart that she couldn't sort out.

"Did Fu Yanchen ask you to come back?" These words floated slowly in the air, like a cloud of doubt, quietly falling on Xu Xiaoxiao's mind.

She raised her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her who was once very familiar but now seemed a bit strange - Fu Rou.

Fu Rou nodded gently, with a slight tremor in her voice: "Yes, he and I admitted our mistake. He forgave me and let me come back. If you don't believe it, you can call him."

With that said, she stretched out her hand and handed the phone to Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't answer, she shook her head, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips: "No, I don't want to care about your nephews' affairs, but, Fu Rou, I really don't want to see you."

Fu Rou's face instantly turned pale, and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

She lowered her eyes, covering up the loss and sadness in her eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, I know you hate me. What happened last time was my fault, so I don't care about the fact that you wronged me in the hospital. Can we make peace?"

Fu Rou's voice was full of pleading.

Xu Xiaoxiao sneered, her eyes widened, and she looked at Fu Rou: "Aunt, what are you talking about? Why am I wronging you? You obviously did it yourself, did I wrong you?"

Fu Rou bit her lip, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down: "Xiaoxiao, there are no outsiders here, so you don't have to pretend, because there is no such thing as a video, right?"

"Auntie, have you forgotten? Your nephew took your phone and restored it himself. The evidence is conclusive. How come I have wronged you?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's tone was filled with anger and confusion.

Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly realized something and patted his forehead: "Oh, I understand, it was Mo Jinghan who asked you to come! If I guessed correctly, you should have a tape recorder on you, right? What we said, Have you recorded it? Did you do that on purpose?"

Fu Rou was stunned. She didn't expect Fu Rou to think so. She stared closely into Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, trying to find any flaw in her eyes.

However, all she saw was deep despair and helplessness.

"Aunt, you deliberately misled me. When I was so annoyed and wanted to get rid of you, I will answer your questions according to your words, so that you can tell Fu Yanchen that you were wronged by me. Aunt, why? You why treat me like this?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was trembling.

Fu Rou shook her head, her eyes full of sadness: "Xiaoxiao, you, how can you say that to me? I didn't, it's obviously you..."

Her voice grew lower and lower until it was almost inaudible.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the once elegant and noble woman in front of her, but now she was in such a state of desolation.

A complex emotion surged in her heart, including anger, sadness, and helplessness.

"Auntie, I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and rest first."

Xu Xiaoxiao's voice floated in the air, seeming a little weak.

She looked at the woman in front of her who was once kind and warm, but now felt alienated from her, with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes.

Fu Rou was slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect Xu Xiaoxiao to say this suddenly.

She opened her mouth to say something, but it ended up letting out a soft sigh.

She looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's tired figure, a trace of pity and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Okay, you go and rest."

Fu Rou said softly, trying to make her tone calm and gentle.

She knew that Xu Xiaoxiao had experienced too many things during this period and was exhausted physically and mentally.

She needed rest and time to calm down her inner turmoil.

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded and said nothing.

She turned and walked towards her room, every step seemed so heavy.

Her back looks extremely thin and lonely, which makes people feel pity for her.

Fu Rou watched Xu Xiaoxiao's back disappear behind the door, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in her heart.

She knew that the relationship between herself and this girl had undergone subtle changes.

The two people who were once so close now seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier that was difficult to overcome.

She sighed softly and turned towards the window, feeling an inexplicable thought well up in her heart.

She knew that some things were irreversible and some people had drifted away.

However, she still hopes that Xu Xiaoxiao can be happy and find her own destination.

Xu Xiaoxiao left the meeting room and locked the door.

Fu Rou stayed alone, her figure looking increasingly lonely and desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

She knew that the mistakes she had made could no longer be made up for, and the rift between her and Xu Xiaoxiao could no longer be repaired.

It's just that she can't give up like this, she...