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

"What's wrong? Brother." Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Du Haoran's slightly tired and gloomy face, and asked softly with concern in his heart.

Du Haoran raised his head, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just some small things at work, my assistant will take care of it."

At this moment, Mr. Du slowly walked over and waved to Xu Xiaoxiao, his voice carrying the vicissitudes of time and unique majesty: "Xiaoxiao, come here."

Xu Xiaoxiao heard her grandfather's familiar and kind voice, walked over obediently, and called softly: "Grandpa."

Mr. Du held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand tightly, his eyes full of relief and love, and said with emotion: "If I can find Xiaoxiao, I will have no regrets even if I die in this life."

Liu Fangfang stood aside and interjected with a somewhat flattering tone: "Yes, yes, uncle, look, Xiaoxiao and my cousin look exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold."

Xu Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, but responded with a bit of joking: "I don't know whose daughter just now said that I don't look like the Du family, and I don't look like my mother at all?"

When Mr. Du heard this, he frowned, obviously unhappy: "Who said that?"

When Du Yanyan, who was standing aside, heard these words, her face instantly turned pale, and an inexplicable guilt and fear surged in her heart.

She had just discussed the differences between Xu Xiaoxiao and the Du family in private, but she did not expect that Xu Xiaoxiao would say this directly and spread it to Mr. Du's ears.

Now, she just hopes that this storm can subside as soon as possible and not cause her too much trouble.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward and tense.

With a smile on her face, Liu Fangfang waved her hands and said to her uncle: "Hey, uncle, it's really okay. I guess I heard Xiaoxiao wrong. I must have heard wrongly."

She was secretly surprised, not expecting Xu Xiaoxiao to mention that matter so directly in front of everyone.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes were extremely cold, as if they could freeze people, staring at Liu Fangfang and Du Yanyan in front of him.

I saw that the two of them were not ashamed when facing him, and their expressions did not even change!

Especially when they lied, their calm and calm appearance made Xu Xiaoxiao feel extremely disgusted and disgusted - such shameless people are simply the scum of society!

At this moment, a figure stepped forward, it was Du Haoran! He walked calmly and calmly in front of Liu Fangfang with his face unchanged and his heart not beating. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Then, he said to Liu Fangfang in a calm but firm tone: "Oh? Really? Aunt, it's a coincidence that I heard it too, and these words didn't come from other people's mouths. It’s what your precious daughter Du Yanyan said herself. How about I play this recording for you to listen to?”

While speaking, Du Haoran also deliberately shook the mobile phone he was holding tightly in his hand, as if to demonstrate to Liu Fangfang.

When Du Yanyan heard this, her face instantly became extremely gloomy. She stared at Du Haoran with wide eyes, full of anger and unwillingness.

Her chest heaved violently, as if suppressed by an invisible force, making it impossible for her to breathe.

"Du Haoran, you...you dare to trick me! You..."

Du Yanyan gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words from between her teeth, her voice trembling with excitement.

She never imagined that Du Haoran would do such a thing.

Before she finished speaking, Du Yanyan had already lost her mind. She stretched out her hands and desperately rushed towards the mobile phone in Du Haoran's hand, trying to take it back.

However, Du Haoran seemed to have expected this move from her, and he easily dodged Du Yanyan's attack by turning his body slightly to one side.

Not only that, Du Haoran also quickly hid the phone behind his back, and at the same time blocked Du Yanyan's arm from attacking again with his other hand.

His movements were deft and agile, clearly well thought out.

At this time, Du Yanyan became more and more angry. She felt that she had been greatly insulted.

She kept breathing heavily, her cheeks turned red, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

At this moment, Mr. Du slowly walked in, his majestic eyes swept over everyone present, and then asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed a few more times, his voice revealing dissatisfaction and inquiry about the disharmonious atmosphere at home.

The whole place immediately fell silent, and all eyes were focused on him, waiting for the further development of the matter.

"Grandpa..."