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

"Xiaoxiao, baby." Fu Yanchen's voice was gentle and loving. He gently handed the child to Xu Xiaoxiao, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

Xu Xiaoxiao now didn't even dare to breathe loudly, as if she was afraid that her breathing would disturb the baby and make him even more scared.

She reached out and took the baby, her fingers gently touching the child, with an indescribable softness and warmth in her eyes.

She carefully stretched out her hands, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and gently held the child in her arms.

His movements were as gentle as a breeze blowing over flowers, for fear of disturbing this little life.

When she felt the child's weak breath, a warm current instantly surged into her heart, her eyes became moist, and her heart was filled with unprecedented emotion. In fact, for the sake of the child, she could forgive everything.

"Baby."

There were tears and smiles in Xu Xiaoxiao's voice. She laughed while crying, and it was an expression of extreme happiness.

The crystal clear tears dripped unconsciously onto the child's clothes. She hurriedly reached out to wipe away her tears, fearing that the child's clothes would get wet. But as she wiped, she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the child's tender little face.

My fingers gently touched that tender cheek, feeling the delicate skin, and my heart was filled with endless love and pity.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to own the whole world. She hugged her child tightly, with the light of motherhood shining in her eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, it's okay, it's okay."

Fu Yanchen's voice was gentle, and his eyes were full of love and relief for Xu Xiaoxiao and the safe baby in her arms.

The heart that was hanging in the air due to worry finally fell slowly with the baby's steady breathing.

He knew that to Xiaoxiao, this little life was everything to her, her hope and future. If anything went wrong, she probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

However, this brief peace was soon broken by an unexpected change.

Mother Lu, with eyes full of anger, seemed to be devoured by despair and hatred. She used up all her strength and rushed towards the mother and son, roaring. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of the flame of revenge: "Fu Yanchen, Xu Xiaoxiao, you two go to hell!"

Fu Yanchen's reaction was almost instinctive. He instantly realized the approaching danger and without any hesitation, he pushed Xu Xiaoxiao to a safe place in the house. He turned to face Lu's mother and held her arms tightly with both hands, trying to stop her crazy behavior and prevent any harm from coming to Xiaoxiao and the baby.

But the power of anger and despair is often beyond imagination. Lu's mother's struggle became more and more intense. The two of them were entangled on the rooftop. Fu Yanchen was restricted by his position and could not move.

Fu Yanchen was pushed suddenly by Lu's mother and lost his balance, sliding towards the edge of the rooftop. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, all sounds disappeared, leaving only the wind whistling in his ears.

"Fu Yanchen!" Xu Xiaoxiao's scream broke the silence of the air. She watched her beloved one falling into the abyss. Fear, despair and helplessness surged like a tide, almost drowning her.

She wanted to rush forward desperately, but was held back by Du Haoran. She could only watch Fu Yanchen's figure flash by the edge of the rooftop, followed by endless darkness and falling.

"No——!" Xu Xiaoxiao's cry echoed in the empty rooftop, filled with endless grief and despair.

She fell to her knees, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string. At that moment, she seemed to have lost the whole world.

The baby in her arms seemed to feel the mother's sadness and began to cry softly. The cry, at this moment, sounded particularly sad and helpless.

At the same time, a sudden gunshot pierced the solidified air, sharp and piercing, like the announcement of death.

A sniper hiding in the dark found the right moment and pulled the trigger ruthlessly.

"Bang!" The bullet hit Lu's mother right between her eyebrows at lightning speed. The speed was so fast that she had no time to react.

Mother Lu's body seemed to be pushed suddenly by an invisible force. She staggered and lost her balance. She opened her eyes wide in horror, but could only helplessly watch the world beneath her feet turn upside down in an instant.

Then, her body fell over the guardrail like a kite with a broken string.

At that moment, time seemed to be stretched, and every second was filled with despair and fear.

A trace of regret flashed in her eyes, but it was too late. Her life quickly disappeared in the free fall, and all her grudges and hatreds turned into nothingness with this fall.

Xu Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze. She watched the whole scene happen, but it felt like she was in a dream and nothing seemed real.

Fu Yanchen's fall and Lu's mother's death, these two shocking events happened almost at the same time, causing her heart to suffer an unprecedented blow.

The crowd around also fell into chaos, with screams and exclamations coming one after another.

Some people tried to approach Xu Xiaoxiao and give her comfort, but she was like an isolated island, surrounded by endless grief and shock, unable to extricate herself.

In the sky, a few dark clouds gathered quietly, blocking the sunlight, as if even the sky was mourning for this sudden tragedy.

The wind began to rage, blowing up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, as if telling a story about the interweaving of love and hate, and the fickleness of fate.

As for Xu Xiaoxiao, besides grief, she also felt more confused.

She didn't know where the future would go, she only knew that at this moment, she had lost too much, too much.

Xu Xiaoxiao handed the child to Du Hao and looked at him with almost pleading eyes, indicating that he should take good care of the child.

Seeing this, Du Haoran quickly took the baby, held him tightly in his arms, and gave her a firm look, as if telling her: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Afterwards, Xu Xiaoxiao ran towards the guardrail without hesitation. She had only one thought in her mind: to find Fu Yanchen and confirm whether he was still alive.

When she ran to the guardrail and looked down, she saw that the people below became so small. She looked down and those people seemed to become insignificant.

Her heart beat faster, and the mixture of fear and anxiety made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

At this time, someone next to her comforted her: "Madam, the gentleman should be fine. He had already asked us to pull the air cushion. The gentleman should have just fainted from the impact when he fell."

Xu Xiaoxiao was filled with worry.

On such a high floor, even if there is a life-saving mat, how much of a cushioning effect can it provide? She couldn't believe this fact, let alone imagine Fu Yanchen's safety at this moment.

She lay on the guardrail, holding the cold metal railing tightly with both hands, as if this could bring her a little strength and comfort.

Tears welled up in her eyes but didn't fall.

She was unwilling to believe or accept such a cruel reality.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second was like a knife cutting Xu Xiaoxiao's heart. She wished she could have a clear answer at this moment, telling her what happened to Fu Yanchen.

However, the reality was so cruel that she could only wait and pray here helplessly.

Sudden....