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

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Weiwei and asked cautiously, "How are you and Brother Yi Feng doing? Have you been in touch recently?"

Hearing this question, Nan Weiwei's eyes dimmed. She sighed softly and whispered, "Alas, it's still the same. Since Brother Yi Feng resumed his identity, he has become busier and busier. We hardly have time to meet, and we rarely even call each other. Sometimes I feel very lonely, but I don't know what to do."

After hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder distressedly and comforted her: "Don't worry, Weiwei, this is just a temporary difficulty. When Brother Yi Feng adapts to the new working environment, he will have more time to accompany you. Besides, he loves you so much that he will definitely not forget your existence."

Nan nodded slightly, forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Xiaoxiao, I hope so. I also know that Brother Yi Feng is very busy now, but sometimes I can't help but miss him."

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding, then changed the subject and talked about other interesting things, trying to cheer Nan Weiwei up.

Although Nan Weiwei was still a little frustrated because their parents didn't know about their situation, she didn't know how to start the conversation.

But she still tried her best to participate in the conversation and share some details of her life with Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao noticed that she was distracted, patted her hands, and comforted her: "Take your time, you can't force things in your relationship to take their own course. You have to believe that he will handle everything."

Nan nodded slightly.

At this time, the nurse came in to check on her, asked about Xu Xiaoxiao's physical condition, and told her to get enough rest.

After the nurse left, Nan Weiwei also stood up to say goodbye. Xu Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, looking out the window, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. She decided to let go of everything in the past and start her life again.

Xu Xiaoxiao stayed in the hospital for a few days. The pain in her body gradually subsided, and her beloved newborn baby also successfully passed the critical period.

On this day, the doctor finally allowed her to see the little baby she had been missing so much.

When she saw the little guy for the first time, she couldn't help but laugh.

The little guy was shriveled, with red and wrinkled skin, and looked like a little old man, which was very different from the cute appearance she had imagined during pregnancy.

"How ugly."

Xu Xiaoxiao blurted out, but her eyes were full of doting that could not be concealed.

She knew that this little life, no matter what he looked like, was the most precious treasure in her heart.

The nurse next to her couldn't help laughing when she heard what Xu Xiaoxiao said, "Babies are like this when they are just born, wrinkled and like little old men, but slowly, they will become more and more lovely. When my child was just born, he was so ugly that I cried. I thought the doctor had made a mistake."

Xu Xiaoxiao felt even warmer after hearing the nurse's words. She knew that this little life would bring her endless joy and challenges, but she was ready to care for him with all her love and accompany him as he grew up.

No matter what he looks like, she will love him as always.

The nurse continued to chat with Xu Xiaoxiao, "Ms. Xu, what are you worried about? Look at you, you are stunningly beautiful, and Mr. Fu is not bad either. Your child will definitely be a handsome boy in the future."

The nurse spoke too quickly and suddenly realized what she was saying halfway through. She covered her mouth and didn't dare to continue.

She remembered Nan Weiwei's previous instructions, never to mention Fu Yanchen in front of Xu Xiaoxiao.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao just smiled faintly and didn't care about what the nurse said. She also felt that she was bored and asked the nurse to talk to her. She was not that stingy.

Her eyes always stayed gently on the child as she continued to tease this shriveled but full of life little guy.

She had already made a plan in her mind that once the child's health got better, she would contact the confinement center and go directly to the confinement center after being discharged from the hospital.

She needs a quiet and comfortable environment to recuperate her body and also to take better care of the child.

As for Fu Yanchen, she has decided to let him go completely.

No matter what he looked like, no matter what role he had played in his life, it didn't matter now.

She wants to put all her energy and love into this new life and start a brand new life.

Fu's

Fu Rou's funeral is coming to an end, and everything seems solemn and dignified.

Asu stood aside, watching his aunt being slowly buried, but couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

He noticed that Xu Xiaoxiao never showed up, which made him feel even worse. His aunt had been so good to her before, how could she have the heart to ignore him even for the last time?

"Uncle, that... Pighead... She hates us. I can understand why my aunt... didn't come to see us for the last time."

Asu couldn't help but ask in a low voice, his tone full of confusion and disappointment.

Fu Yanchen next to him sighed softly. He understood Asu's feelings, but it was not Xu Xiaoxiao's fault.

He explained slowly: "Xiaoxiao...she gave birth to a child and is now in confinement. According to tradition, she cannot come to such an occasion."

Asu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect that Xu Xiaoxiao didn't come for this reason.

He couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart, including sympathy for Xu Xiaoxiao and helplessness about her decision.

"I see... I thought... I said how could she have the heart to do that? My aunt used to treat her so well..." Ah Su muttered in a low voice, wanting to ask what happened? But she felt that the occasion was not right and she did not speak.

Fu Yanchen didn't say anything else, but just patted Asu's shoulder gently, indicating that he should understand Xu Xiaoxiao's situation.

He knew that some things could not be simply explained by right or wrong, and only the parties involved knew the emotions and entanglements involved.