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

"Yan Chen, I came here to tell you something."

Seeing the serious expression on his aunt's face, Fu Yanchen suddenly felt a little worried. Could it be that another accident had happened? He calmed down and asked softly: "Auntie, do you have something to tell me?"

Seeing his nervous look, my aunt couldn't help but laugh, "It looks like you're nervous, but it's actually not a big deal. This time it's about smiling."

She paused and then said: "This is what I think. The day before your wedding, I want to take Xiaoxiao back to the Fu family's old house to stay for one night. She grew up there, just like her natal family. , you go to the old house to pick her up on the morning of the wedding, and go to the wedding venue together. This is my custom. Although it sounds a bit superstitious, it is a matter of your life, so it is better for us to avoid it. "

After listening to his aunt's words, Fu Yanchen thought for a while. He understands that this is a traditional custom. Although it is a bit superstitious, it also contains people's best wishes and expectations for married life.

Thinking about it, it was just one night of separation, and he could endure this short-term loneliness.

He nodded and said to his aunt: "Okay, aunt, I understand. I will do as you say."

A smile appeared on his face, and his eyes shone with anticipation and determination.

Although it was only a short separation, for Fu Yanchen, this was a small test of his love with Xiaoxiao.

He knew that their love was deep enough to withstand such a test.

And this expectation and hope will also add a different color to their upcoming wedding.

"No, I won't agree."

At this time, an old and firm voice suddenly sounded at the door. It turned out to be Mr. Du, who walked in slowly with a cane on his hands. There was obviously a bit of displeasure on his face.

Fu Rou looked up and saw that it was Mr. Du. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then she called softly: "Uncle Du," her words were filled with respect and kindness.

However, Mr. Du didn't appreciate it. He waved his hand and interrupted her, "Don't call me Uncle Du. If it weren't for Xiaoxiao's current situation, do you think I would agree to Fu Yanchen's requests? Now you actually You still want her to marry from your side, which is simply disrespecting our real natal family!"

Hearing Mr. Du's words, a trace of embarrassment and helplessness flashed across Fu Yanchen's face. She hurriedly explained: "Grandpa, you misunderstood. I didn't mean it like this. I'm just worried that your body can't stand such hard work. After all, preparing for the wedding It takes a lot of energy and time.”

After hearing Fu Yanchen's explanation, Mr. Du's anger calmed down a little, but he still insisted on his point of view, "I know you have good intentions, but this is our Du family's married daughter, and we should handle this procedure." Take care of it. I appreciate your kindness, but this matter is not negotiable. "

Seeing Mr. Du's resolute attitude, Fu Rou and Fu Yanchen knew that it would be futile to argue anymore, so they could only sigh secretly and stand aside silently without speaking.

She knew in her heart that this wedding was of great significance to the Du family. As outsiders, they really should not interfere too much. Even though Xu Xiaoxiao grew up in the Fu family, she was indeed a Du family member.

Mr. Du looked at Fu Rou's silence and realized that his tone might be too harsh, so he softened his voice and said: "Fu Rou, I know you all care about Xiaoxiao, but this is our Du family's business, I hope You can understand."

Fu Rou nodded and expressed her understanding, "Grandpa, I understand. We will respect your decision and try our best to help prepare. I also know that your body is afraid of fatigue."

Hearing what Fu Rou said, Mr. Du's expression finally softened and he nodded, "You don't have to worry about this. I will come to pick Xiaoxiao up when the time comes."

"Okay," the two families agreed.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Xiaoxiao's wedding is approaching. Tomorrow, grandpa will come to Fu's house every day and take her to stay one night in his villa. The day after tomorrow, she will embark on a new journey in life and become Fu Yanchen's bride.

The day before he left, Fu Yanchen didn't want to go anywhere. He just wanted to accompany Xu Xiaoxiao quietly, as if he wanted to carve the last alone time in his life into an eternal memory. His heart was full of reluctance, but more importantly, he wished her happiness in the future.

Wherever Xu Xiaoxiao goes, he follows. Xu Xiaoxiao looks at Fu Yanchen's appearance, feeling warm and funny in his heart, "Brother Yanchen, you act like this, as if I will never come back after I leave."

She joked, trying to ease the heaviness of the separation with a light tone.

Fu Yanchen raised his head, took a deep look at her, and raised a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, "Xiaoxiao, you know? Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns. In your eyes, this may be just a short day, but It feels like a long year to me.”

As he spoke, he gently pointed at his heart, "It feels empty here, as if something important has been lost."

His voice was low and full of emotion, as if every word carried his deep attachment and reluctance to Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably moved as she listened. She knew that Fu Yanchen was so sincere and vulnerable.

The two of them sat quietly, letting time pass by slowly.

Although neither of them said anything more, the emotions in their hearts surged like a tide.

This day is destined to be unforgettable and meaningful for Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao.

Fu Yanchen knows that no matter how the future changes, this innocent friendship will always be engraved in his heart.

The night enveloped this bustling city gently, but Fu Yanchen could not sleep.

He sat quietly by the bed, his eyes softly and intently falling on Xu Xiaoxiao, as if she was the only one left in the world.

Xu Xiaoxiao lay on the soft quilt, immersed in sweet dreams.

Her face looked even more delicate under the moonlight, her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her cheeks. They trembled gently with her steady breathing, like two resting butterflies, ready to flap their wings at any time. fly.

Fu Yanchen just watched her all night. An indescribable tenderness welled up in his heart, as if he was surrounded by some warm and delicate emotion.

In her sleep, Xu Xiaoxiao lost her usual liveliness and was replaced by a kind of tranquility and tranquility that she had never had before.

This quietness made Fu Yanchen feel an unprecedented heartbeat, as if the whole world had become gentle because of this quiet woman.

He looked at her and couldn't help but think of everything they had.

Her smile, her tears, her strength and fragility all left a deep mark on his heart.

He knew that he had fallen deeply in love with this girl, this girl who looked so cute in her sleep.

Time passed bit by bit, but Fu Yanchen was not sleepy at all.

His eyes never left Xu Xiaoxiao's face, as if he wanted to carve every detail of her expression into his heart.

He knew that this night was destined to be sleepless, because his heart was filled with thoughts and love for her.

As the night grew darker, the moonlight fell on Xu Xiaoxiao's body like water, covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

Fu Yanchen just watched her quietly, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart was filled with warmth and satisfaction.

He knew that no matter what happened in the future, he would protect her like this forever.

"Xiaoxiao, my life will be yours from now on."

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