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

Han Zishuo was driving alone on a quiet road.

He hastily treated the wound with gauze, but blood was still oozing out, causing bursts of stinging pain.

He knew that his current situation was precarious. Fu Yanyu, Mo Jingshen, Du Haoran, and even the Nan family were all searching for him.

He could never have imagined that the seemingly insignificant decision would lead to such serious consequences.

At that time, he just wanted to compete with his senior to see how capable he was and make some money at the same time.

He agreed to the other party's request and successfully hacked into Fu Yanchen's account. This move made him famous in the dark web. From then on, he made endless money and received endless orders. Even a year later, Fu Yanchen himself found him...

However, the price of fame is so heavy now. Now, he is in endless trouble, and it is all his own fault.

Han Zishuo's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, like a surging wave that could not be calmed down.

In order to ensure his own safety, he had to change vehicles frequently in an attempt to confuse the relentless pursuers.

Each change brought him a brief moment of relief, but was quickly replaced by a new round of fear.

He knew that escaping like this would not solve the problem, but what else could he do? Han Zishuo felt lonely and helpless.

He began to reflect on his behavior and regretted it deeply. He could have been a red hacker, living an upright life, but now he was wandering around like a stray dog.

If he could turn back time, he would never make such a stupid choice again.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. He can only face the reality and try to find a way out.

He drove to the suburbs, and in the desolate night, only the lonely car lights illuminated the road ahead.

He knew that such aimless escape was not a long-term solution and he had to find a safe hiding place.

With his thoughts in a mess, he turned the car around and decided to return to the city. The most dangerous place was the safest.

On the way, his sight was attracted by a villa. It was an elegant and ancient building, standing in the night, exuding a mysterious and quiet atmosphere.

The pain in the wound came back again, and there seemed to be signs of inflammation.

Han Zishuo gritted his teeth, a feeling of determination rising in his heart.

He no longer hesitated and decided to take a gamble.

After parking the car in front of the villa, he dragged his tired and painful body towards the building that seemed to provide him with shelter.

Every step seemed so heavy, but his eyes became more determined.

In this situation where he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, he could only rely on his own judgment and courage to find a glimmer of hope.

Han Zishuo knocked gently on the door of the villa, praying silently that someone would answer.

He didn't know what fate he would face, but at this moment, he had no choice but to move forward bravely.

On this long and cold night, his escape seemed to have just begun.

Ji Luoluo had just fallen asleep when suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence of the night.

She sat up alertly, feeling an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She put on a coat, opened her door carefully, and motioned the nanny to open the door and check the situation.

The nanny was obviously a little nervous. She hesitated and said, "Miss, it's late at night, let's not open the door. What if it's a bad guy?"

Ji Luoluo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She comforted the nanny, "It's okay. This is China, not overseas. There aren't so many bad people. If you're scared, let's go out and take a look together."

The nanny nodded, and the two of them stood close together and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a dark shadow suddenly rushed towards them. Ji Luoluo's heartbeat accelerated with fear, but she reacted quickly and picked up the baseball bat next to her and swung it violently at the dark shadow. Once, twice, three times... until the dark shadow fell to the ground.

Han Zishuo fainted on the ground, motionless. The nanny pointed at him in panic and said, "Miss, he, he, seems to be injured. He seemed to have fainted just now?"

The baseball bat in Ji Luoluo's hand fell to the ground. She looked at Han Zishuo on the ground with a blank face, and an inexplicable guilt and panic surged in her heart.

She squatted down, checked his breath, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that he was still alive.

"Then, what should we do? Send him to the hospital!" suggested the nanny.

Han Zishuo suddenly opened his eyes slightly and said weakly: "No, don't send me to the hospital."

After saying this, he fell into coma again.

Ji Luoluo and the nanny looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.

Who is this unexpected visitor? Why does he appear here so late at night?

Why did he collapse so weakly at their doorstep? A series of questions swirled in Ji Luoluo's mind, and she knew that this night was destined to be restless.

After great efforts, the two men finally helped the unconscious Han Zishuo into the house and carefully placed him on the sofa.

The nanny looked at Ji Luoluo nervously, waiting for her instructions.

"He's bleeding so much, we need to deal with it quickly." Ji Luoluo said, and began to check Han Zishuo's injuries. When checking the wounds, she found something abnormal, "These wounds look like gunshot wounds."

The nanny took a closer look and nodded in agreement: "It does look like a gunshot wound. We have seen many such wounds when we were overseas."

The two began to search Han Zishuo's body, hoping to find some items that could prove his identity.

However, they found nothing, which made them even more curious about Han Zishuo's identity.

"Strange, he has nothing on him, not even a cell phone or wallet." The nanny said puzzledly.

Ji Luoluo was also puzzled: "It is indeed very strange. However, you see, these are all medicines for gunshot wounds. This person knows so much about it, it seems that he is not an ordinary person. Maybe he is a dangerous person. We have to be careful."

Although they were full of doubts about Han Zishuo's identity, the two decided to treat his injuries first.

They skillfully used the gunshot wound medicine they found to clean Han Zishuo's wound and gave it a simple bandage. This kind of thing is not uncommon overseas, so it is not difficult for two people to handle it.

While treating the wound, Ji Luoluo and the nanny tacitly did not mention calling the police.

They knew that calling the police without knowing Han Zishuo's identity and background might cause more trouble.

So they decided to keep Han Zishuo at home for the time being and make plans after he woke up.

After confirming that Han Zishuo's injuries had stabilized and he was not in danger of life, Ji Luoluo and the nanny looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

They knew they had to take some precautions to ensure their own safety when faced with this unidentified injured man.

So, the two of them found ropes and carefully tied up Han Zishuo's hands and feet.

Although this is a bit cruel, they have to consider their own safety as they don't know Han Zishuo's background.

"This should be fine." Ji Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief and said to Han Zishuo who was tied to the sofa.

The nanny also nodded in agreement: “Yes, Miss.

We are two women facing a potentially vicious person, so we should be careful."

After saying that, the two of them stepped aside and waited quietly for Han Zishuo to wake up.

They knew that when Han Zishuo woke up, they would be able to learn more about his identity and origins from him.

Before that, they must remain vigilant, just in case.

When Han Zishuo woke up, he saw...