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

"Fu Yanchen, you should know how good the relationship between Shangguan Yaoyao and Xu Xiaoxiao was back then. If Shangguan Yaoyao hadn't had an accident, I believe Shangguan Yaoyao's family wouldn't have stood idly by when Xiaoxiao got into trouble. Xu Xiaoxiao might not have even had to spend three years in prison. So, you should understand how much of a blow the car accident was to her."

There was a sense of heaviness and emotion in Du Haoran's words, as if he was recalling the past that was too painful to look back on.

When Fu Yanchen heard this, his heart was shocked, and the past events reappeared before his eyes like a nightmare.

He knew that he was used by Wuxin back then, but even so, he could not deny that he unscrupulously indulged the Lu family because of that little favor, which led to Shangguan Yaoyao's tragic ending.

"Fu Yanchen, even if you were used unintentionally back then, so what? If you hadn't indulged the Lu family unscrupulously for that little favor, Shangguan Yaoyao would have died with regrets, and her grandfather wouldn't have either..."

Du Haoran's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Fu Yanchen's heart again.

Fu Yanchen's face turned even paler, and he clenched his teeth tightly, trying to suppress the pain and self-blame in his heart. He knew that he could not escape this responsibility, nor could he forgive his mistakes.

He took a deep breath and looked firmly at Xu Xiaoxiao who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, as if he was making a silent promise: no matter what the cost, he would make up for this irreparable mistake.

"Fu Yanchen, Xiaoxiao is kind-hearted and left you a child. If it were me, I would kill the child and not let him be born."

Hearing Du Haoran's words, Fu Yanchen clenched his palms in an instant, and a subtle but painful sound came from between his knuckles, as if all his inner struggle and self-blame were condensed in this small movement.

This tight grip not only affected the air, but also affected the wound that he had been stabbed by the Lu family not long ago. The sudden severe pain made him frown and his face became even paler.

His eyes became unusually deep at this moment, as if all his thoughts and emotions were drawn by this sudden pain, converging into an unspeakable complex emotion.

He tried hard not to make any sound, but his lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible trace of pain and self-mockery.

"So Du Haoran... is it... my retribution has come? God has his way, and no one can escape it, haha? Is this the retribution for not believing in Xu Xiaoxiao back then?"

Du Haoran, "..."

Retribution? This question was like a sharp knife, constantly carving into Fu Yanchen's heart, causing him to feel an indescribable pain.

He knew that because of his momentary hesitation and disbelief, he had caused irreparable harm to Xu Xiaoxiao.

And now, all the pain and torture he experienced seemed to be God's punishment for him.

He was willing to accept this retribution and spend the rest of his life making up for this mistake, and only hoped that one day he could get Xu Xiaoxiao's forgiveness and understanding.

"Fu Yanchen, go now! When Xiaoxiao wakes up, I will tell her that you were here. As for her choice, it is her own business."

Du Haoran looked at the man in front of him and said.

In fact, he also knew the purpose of Fu Yanchen's visit this time, but he didn't want to tell Xu Xiaoxiao about it for the time being.

After all, Xiaoxiao needs a good rest now, and even if Fu Yanchen really changes, what can it do?

Should change be forgiven?

So Du Haoran decided to let Fu Yanchen leave.

When Fu Yanchen heard what Du Haoran said, his heart sank.

He knew what this meant. If Xiaoxiao really chose to leave him, he would never have another chance.

But he did not give up, but continued to say firmly: "No, I won't leave, Xiaoxiao hasn't woken up yet, I will wait for her here, if she chooses to go back with me, then I will treat her well for the rest of her life.

If she doesn't want to, then I respect her decision. But no matter what, I hope to be with her during this period of time, even if it's just to quietly protect her or quietly watch her in the dark. . ”

After saying this, Fu Yanchen sat quietly on a chair beside him, staring firmly at Xiaoxiao on the bed, as if waiting for a miracle to happen...

Xu Xiaoxiao woke up, awakened by a sharp pain. The effect of the anesthetic gradually wore off, and the pain from the wound surged like a tide, making her tremble all over. A layer of cold sweat instantly soaked her clothes.

She had a dream. She dreamed about being tied to the operating table and having her kidney removed. She woke up suddenly.

Her whole body ached, and she clenched her teeth, trying to endure the unspeakable pain.

However, in the pain, she slowly opened her eyes. She did not see Du Haoran or Nan Weiwei, but unexpectedly met a pair of familiar eyes and face.

The man was wearing a black suit, his clothes were a little messy, he had a tall and slender figure, but his face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be very haggard due to illness.

He didn't look very well, and his eyes, which were originally sharp and deep, became dull and lifeless, as if they had lost their vitality. His hair was a little messy, which added a bit of softness and laziness to him.

This made him look less fierce and more fragile.

He stood quietly, his eyes empty and confused, as if immersed in his own thoughts.

The whole person exudes an aura of loneliness and helplessness, which makes people feel pity for him.

This is in stark contrast to his usual cold and serious image.

Seeing this face, Xu Xiaoxiao felt a complex emotion in her heart.

She had thought that she never wanted to see this man again, but at this moment, when his eyes revealed endless worry and self-blame, her heart softened inexplicably.

She tried to speak, but the pain from the wound made her words intermittent.

However, even so, she still tried to make her voice sound more determined: "You... why are you here?" There was a hint of doubt and confusion in her tone.

The man's eyes deepened when he heard this. He spoke slowly, his voice low and full of guilt: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I came here to see you and the child, and to apologize for everything I did."

His words were full of sincerity and regret, as if he was talking about a past that could not be undone.

"Fu Yanchen..."