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

Fu Yanchen's palm had already been raised, but it stopped in mid-air, and finally hit the back of the car seat heavily.

He sighed heavily, the sigh and helplessness intertwined to form an indescribable emotion. Xu Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, turned away, and stopped looking at him.

In the end, the two went to different places.

Xu Xiaoxiao went to the cemetery,

The funeral ended yesterday. Except for a few employees guarding the cemetery, there was no one else in the cemetery. It looked particularly cold. The tombstones looked particularly clean after being washed away by the heavy rain last night, but they also showed a bit of depression.

The air was filled with the aroma of earth and flowers, but it could not hide the deep sadness.

"Madam, let's go up with you." The bodyguards looked at Xu Xiaoxiao with some worry. If something happened to the wife, they would be doomed.

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head gently, "No, there are your people around here, I can't run away."

There was a hint of ridicule in her tone. She had become accustomed to Fu Yanchen's life of being monitored and protected.

"Madam, we didn't mean that. We were worried that someone would do something bad to you."

The bodyguards hurriedly explained that they knew about the grievances between Xu Xiaoxiao and Fu Yanchen, and also understood her mood at the moment.

Xu Xiaoxiao said nothing more, just nodded silently, whatever you want! Just don't get too close to me, they don't want to see you. "

The bodyguards were helpless.

Xu Xiaoxiao held a bouquet of flowers in her hands and walked step by step towards her brother's grave.

In front of the tombstone is a handful of black roses that he liked during his lifetime. The petals are still stained with crystal water drops, making them look particularly fresh. At first glance, you can tell that it was just put on.

But Ji Feng's tombstone was empty, without any sacrifices.

Has anyone come to see my brother? Who is this person? Why are they only looking at my brother? Could it be that this person is very familiar with my brother, but why does he not dare to show up openly?

Is there something that can't be seen in person?

Xu Xiaoxiao felt an inexplicable loss and sadness in her heart.

She looked up and looked around, looking for the mysterious man, but saw nothing.

Why do you only place sacrifices in front of your brother’s grave? Also know that he likes black roses?

Not many people know about my brother's preference. This person should be very familiar with my brother.

Xu Xiaoxiao was puzzled. A series of things gave her a headache. She knew that she would not be able to find the answer for a while.

She gently placed the flowers in front of her brother's grave, bowed deeply, and then sat there silently in a daze, her eyes empty and confused, as if she was lost in endless memories and thoughts.

The world around her seemed to have stopped, and she was the only one sitting there alone, forming a sad and beautiful picture with the surrounding tombstones and flowers.

The bodyguards looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

All this was seen by the man hiding in the dark, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.

He looked at Xu Xiaoxiao quietly, his eyes were deep and complicated, as if there were endless stories and emotions in them.

"Don't you go out and say hello to her?" A person next to her held an umbrella and couldn't help asking.

His words broke the tranquility around him, but they also contained a hint of concern and curiosity.

The man didn't answer, he just smoked quietly and looked at Xu Xiaoxiao.

The smoke was burning, and the ash gradually became longer, and finally fell into the rain puddle where water accumulated last night, and was extinguished instantly.

It seemed to symbolize the past and emotions between them, which also disappeared.

"No, that's fine."

The man finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, "Tell someone to protect her, and let's go back."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving the man holding the umbrella standing there alone, staring in the direction of Xu Xiaoxiao.

"Alas," the man holding the umbrella sighed.

He knew he had something in mind.

He also knows clearly that some things are irreversible, and some people cannot go back to the past.

He could only guard Xu Xiaoxiao silently, hoping that she could get out of the haze and face life again.

And he himself will bury this emotion deep in his heart and become his eternal memory.

Fu Yanchen went to Xu's mother's residence and handed her the things Xu Haojie left behind.

"I'm sorry about Xu Haojie. I never thought of hurting him."

Fu Yanchen's voice was low and apologetic.

Mother Xu took the relic, her eyes instantly moistened.

She gently touched the clothes and supplies, as if she could still feel her son's former warmth.

"Needless to say, Mr. Fu, this is his destiny as a Deadpool. It's a pity that he was bullied by these people in order to conceal his identity."

Her tone was full of endless sorrow and helplessness, "He is trying to protect the princess, otherwise do you think your people can easily trap him?"

Mother Xu raised her head and looked into Fu Yanchen's eyes, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

Fu Yanchen frowned, and the doubts and guilt in his heart deepened.

"Why didn't he tell me the truth? If I knew..."

His words stopped abruptly, but they were enough to express his inner pain and struggle. He was so wrong. If he didn't have that selfish self-esteem at the beginning,

If he could let go of his grudge, their relationship wouldn't reach this point.

"Haha, Mr. Fu, do you think the people around you can be relied on? If they could, the princess wouldn't have..."

Before Xu's mother finished speaking, Fu Yanchen's heart sank to the bottom.

He was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his inner emotions.

"Forget it, Mr. Fu, it's all over. Let's just treat it as the old prince's fault! Haojie also... I plan to take him back to a foreign country and return his fallen leaves to his roots." Mother Xu didn't want to talk to Fu Yanchen anymore.

"Mother Xu, but that day you said you wanted to go back..."

Fu Yanchen remembered that she said she was going back to Nucheng, why now... However, before Fu Yanchen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xu's mother.

"Mr. Fu, sometimes it's better not to let others know your whereabouts, isn't it? What's more, with our status..."

There was a hint of vigilance in Mrs. Xu's tone, which made Fu Yanchen's doubts even deeper.

He was about to ask when he heard a voice.

"Mama Xu, we have guests! Did I come at the wrong time?"

A crisp voice broke the silence in the room.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked in. Fu Yanchen frowned when he saw the person.

"It's you..........."

"Hey, Mr. Fu is here." There was a hint of surprise and ridicule in the visitor's tone. Fu Yanchen raised his head and saw a familiar face - Ji Luoluo. She had a proud smile on her face, as if she had everything under control.