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

"But I don't think Fu Yanchen will let go so easily."

Nan stirred the taro paste in his hand slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes.

She knew Fu Yanchen's personality. Once he decided on something or someone, he would not change it easily.

"Just worry about yourself!" Xu Xiaoxiao joked, "Think about my uncle and aunt knowing that you are in love. Hahaha, I don't even dare to say that scene, my son and daughter are in love, hahaha." Xu Xiaoxiao laughed very unrestrainedly.

When Nan Weiwei heard this, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.

She knew what kind of storm she would face once her relationship was exposed.

Their father and mother had always been very good to them, but now, she was in love with her so-called brother, which undoubtedly caused them trouble.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner panic. "I know, but no matter what challenges I will face in the future, I, Nan Weiwei, will face them bravely. This is my own choice. I have to be responsible for my own happiness. I will work hard and keep going." Nan Weiwei encouraged herself.

"Well, then good luck to you." Xu Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

The two dull topics did not last long, as the busyness of the store quickly diverted their attention.

One hundred and twenty cups of customized cold drinks and milk tea every day kept Nan Weiwei, Xu Xiaoxiao and the people in the store busy and they had no time to think about anything else.

"It's finally over." Nan stretched slightly, with a tired but satisfied smile on her face. She looked at Xu Xiaoxiao and said with emotion: "Xiaoxiao, I am now very grateful to the person who invented the bed. How could he come up with such a good thing? Now I just want to go home quickly and lie on the bed to have a good rest."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing: ".....You should thank the person who invented building houses, otherwise you would still be living in a straw hut like a primitive man. Where would you find a bed for you to lie on?"

Nan Weiwei, "...Xu Xiaoxiao, why are you not humorous at all?"

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, Master Lu Ban." Xu Xiaoxiao said half-jokingly. She was not sure whether there was a direct connection between the bed and Master Lu Ban, but in her mind, Lu Ban, as the ancestor of carpenters, was undoubtedly worthy of respect.

Nan Weiwei heard “…” It turned out that you can’t joke with people who have no sense of humor.

The street lights have quietly lit up, stretching their shadows out.

The two of them walked and chatted, following their own shadows, enjoying the rare tranquility and leisure. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but their hearts were warm.

In this way, they walked and talked along the way until the outline of their home gradually became clear before their eyes.

At this moment, they know that no matter how busy and tiring life is, as long as they have friends around them, they can find their own happiness and satisfaction.

"Weiwei, will you blame me?" There was a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in Xu Xiaoxiao's voice.

Nan Weiwei stopped stepping on the shadows and turned to look at Xu Xiaoxiao, with confusion in his eyes: "Blame you? Why?"

Xu Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, as if looking for the right words: "Mingming... you have your own career, you don't have to be so tired, but because of me, you look, you've lost weight now."

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but laugh when she heard that. She reached out and patted Xu Xiaoxiao's shoulder: "Xiaoxiao, how could I blame you? I can't thank you enough! In the past, we performed every day. Although it looked glamorous, the hardships behind it... you don't know. Especially in terms of diet, we controlled it very strictly. Tell me, which little girl doesn't like to eat delicious food, but our director... Oh, I won't say anymore, my eyes are full of tears."

Her eyes softened, as if she was reminiscing about the past: "Now that I run this store with you, although it's a bit busy, I'm really happy. I feel that my life has become more colorful and fulfilling. So, Xiaoxiao, don't blame yourself, we still have to work hard together to run this store better!"

"Look, now I can eat whatever I want? No need to worry about this or that, no need to look at anyone's face, and most importantly... I make money." Nan Wei said with a smile, her eyes full of satisfaction and freedom.

Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, but guilt flashed in her eyes: "But I don't make as much as you used to. In the past, one of your performances was..."

Nan Weiwei interrupted Xu Xiaoxiao, she gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand, and said seriously: "Xiaoxiao, money is not the only criterion for measuring happiness. Although I made a lot of money before, I was under a lot of pressure and my life was not happy. Now, I open a shop with you. Although I make less money, I feel very happy, fulfilled and have a regular schedule. This kind of life is what I want."

As Xu Xiaoxiao listened to Nan Weiwei's words, her eyes gradually became moist.

She looked at Nan Weiwei with gratitude, her heart filled with gratitude and warmth. She knew that Nan Weiwei had paid a lot and given up a lot for her.

But she also knew that Nan Weiwei had never regretted it, because they were together, creating their own happiness together.

"Xiaoxiao, if you really feel guilty, it's not impossible for you to make up for it." Nan smiled slyly with a cunning light in his eyes.

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao looked at her defensively, as if she had anticipated something: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Hehe...let me step on your shadow." Nan Weiwei said, and was about to step on Xu Xiaoxiao's shadow.

"No!" Xu Xiaoxiao dodged quickly, and the two of them started fighting on the street.

Nan Weiwei chased after Xu Xiaoxiao's shadow, stepping on it and laughing: "Haha, let me step on it once, just once!"

Xu Xiaoxiao dodged and fought back: "Humph, you wish! I won't let you step on my shadow!"

Two people were playing on the street, and their laughter filled the night sky.

The street lights stretched their shadows into long ones, as if they were dancing for their joy.

On this beautiful night, Nan Weiwei and Xu Xiaoxiao forgot all their worries and fatigue and just enjoyed each other's company and this rare relaxation and happiness.

Putting aside her tiredness, Xu Xiaoxiao washed up and lay leisurely on the sofa, browsing her phone and enjoying this rare quiet time. Nan Weiwei was still taking a bubble bath in the bathroom.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, breaking the silence.

Xu Xiaoxiao frowned and looked towards the door with some confusion.

Who could it be at this late hour? She put down her phone, stood up and walked to the door, looking out through the peephole, but all she saw was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She was a little nervous, but she still mustered up the courage to ask, "Who is it?"

However, no one answered the door, only the knocking sound continued.

Xu Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, and various possible scenarios flashed through her mind.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Then she asked again, "Excuse me, who is this? What's the matter?"