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

"Xiaoxiao, don't you think I am overbearing, unreasonable and unreasonable? Then I will show you how overbearing I am once."

Fu Yanchen's voice was cold, as if carrying an unquestionable decision.

He actually took out his phone and prepared to dial Lin Nuo's number to cancel tomorrow's funeral.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoxiao quickly snatched his phone and stared at him with angry eyes that seemed to burst out of fire.

She stared at him like this for a full minute, refusing to blink until her eyes were sore.

Then, she picked up the chicken soup angrily, drank it all in one breath, and then slammed the bowl on the table with a loud bang.

"Is this okay?" she asked breathlessly and angrily.

"Drink the porridge too." Fu Yanchen said lightly, as if he didn't care about her anger.

Xu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink the porridge.

The bowl of porridge quickly reached the bottom. She put the bowl on the table with force, making another sound.

"President Fu, can you go out now? Don't bother me." Her voice was full of impatience and anger.

Fu Yanchen looked at her like a little kitten with fried hair. He knew that if he messed with her at this time, she would definitely scratch him. However, he is not afraid of her. He is Fu Yanchen, and Xu Xiaoxiao was raised by him.

He laughed, as long as he drank, he turned around and left with his cell phone.

He asked Ma Wu to clean up the house.

He knew that Xu Xiaoxiao needed to be alone now, and he didn't want to irritate her anymore.

He believed that as long as he gave her enough time and space, she would slowly accept the reality and understand his painstaking efforts.

Wu Ma persuaded Xu Xiaoxiao while cleaning up, her tone full of concern and worry.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to be in another world and had no intention of listening to any words.

Her eyes were empty and confused, her thoughts drifting away without a trace.

When Wu Ma saw this, she didn't say anything more and just continued her work silently. She knew that it would be useless to say more.

That night, Xu Xiaoxiao slept extremely uncomfortable. She tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep and stayed awake all night.

Whenever she closed her eyes, the faces of her brother and Ji Feng would appear in her mind, as well as the happy times they had spent together.

Those warm scenes stabbed her heart like sharp knives, making her unable to calm down.

As the night gradually recedes, a faint fish belly white appears on the horizon.

Xu Xiaoxiao got up early, put on a black suit that she had prepared, and started putting on makeup in front of the mirror. Her movements were gentle and skillful, as if she was putting on a mask for herself.

She used to like to put on makeup, but since the day she was released from prison, Xu Xiaoxiao has never taken a good look in the mirror.

She didn't dare to face herself or the painful past.

But today, she must bravely stand in front of the mirror and face her true appearance.

She knew that this was to send her brother and Ji Feng on their last journey, and also to give herself an explanation. She wanted to attend their funeral beautifully.

In the mirror, she looked pale and haggard, with a hint of firmness and determination in her eyes.

She applied a light coat of lipstick to add a pop of color.

Then she took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the room.

The sky gradually darkened, and the clouds piled up thickly, as if they were carrying emotions that were about to explode.

Suddenly, drizzle fell like silk. This was the first spring rain this year. Xu Xiaoxiao stood in the yard and let the rain wet herself.

"Smile..."