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

Chapter 1483 Passing by

"Yi Feng..."

In the study, Nan Yifeng's father looked unhappy, with complex emotions in his eyes, including guilt, helplessness, and some unspeakable resentment.

His lips trembled slightly, and he finally squeezed out those few words from between his teeth: "Yi Feng... I'm sorry..."

The words of apology seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his voice was low and a little hoarse.

When Nan Yifeng heard this apology, a trace of disdain and anger flashed in his eyes, and his brows were instantly furrowed, like two small hills rising on his forehead.

He stood up suddenly and slammed his hands on the table, making a loud "bang" sound that shook the teacups on the table slightly.

His eyes widened in anger as he roared, "Don't say those high-sounding words! Do you think a simple "I'm sorry" will get you away with this? If it weren't for my mother being seriously ill and desperately hoping for harmony in our family, do you think I would care about your nonsense? Do you know how much pressure I've endured and how many risks I've taken for this?"

His voice echoed in the study, as if trying to vent all his anger.

After calming down a bit, he continued, his tone threatening: "If you dare to let Mother know about this, I... I swear, I will never forgive you in my entire life! I will let you know the consequences of doing such a thing!"

Nan Yifeng listened silently, without a trace of emotion on his face, but his clenched hands, with his knuckles turning white from the force, showed his inner uneasiness.

He stood up slowly, without saying another word, turned around and opened the heavy door of the study.

The door creaked open slowly, as if opening up a new world.

He walked out of the study with heavy steps and came to the living room. As soon as he stepped into the living room, he saw his mother.

My mother was standing by the dining table, her face filled with a gentle and kind smile. Her smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and reassuring.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, and she said softly, "Yi Feng, it's time to eat."

Nan Yifeng looked at his mother's expectant eyes and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

He really couldn't bear to refuse his mother's small kindness, and didn't want to add a trace of disappointment to his mother's face, which was already haggard due to illness.

So he nodded silently, slowly walked to the dining table and sat down.

At this moment, my father also came out of the study. His expression was a little serious, but when he saw my mother and Nan Yifeng sitting at the dining table, a rare gentleness appeared on his face. He slowly walked to the table and sat down.

The family of three sat quietly at the dining table.

This meal was the first time that the three of them sat down to eat together.

The surrounding environment was quiet and peaceful. The soft light shone on the dining table, illuminating the slightly different expressions of the three people.

From time to time, the mother would pick up some food for Nan Yifeng and his father, with a warm smile always on her face; Nan Yifeng lowered his head and ate silently, feeling mixed emotions; his father would occasionally glance at Nan Yifeng, and there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible complexity in his eyes.

This seemingly ordinary meal seems to contain countless emotions and stories, flowing slowly in this quiet atmosphere.

After the meal, the atmosphere in the room was already a little subtle due to the unusual meal.

Nan Yifeng stood up slowly, with a hint of determination in his movements.

"Mother, I'm leaving now. Take care of yourself. Always think about yourself first and don't overthink things."

"Why are you leaving? Why don't you sleep here for a night?" The mother looked a little disappointed.

Nan Yifeng, "No need, I still have things to do at the company."

Before he left, he suddenly turned around and glared at his father fiercely, his eyes full of resentment and blame, as if hiding countless unspeakable grievances.

Then, he left the place with big strides and walked towards the Nan family.

Only when he returned to the Nan family did he truly feel the familiar family atmosphere. There were familiar decorations and familiar laughter, which made him temporarily forget all the unpleasantness he had just experienced.

Nan Xi and Du Yunxi sat in their original places, their eyes following Nan Yifeng as he looked at his adopted son's unhappy expression. Nan Xi's heart tightened, and he quickly took off the pair of old reading glasses on his nose, his eyes full of worry.

He turned slightly to the side and asked with concern: "Yi Feng, what's wrong? Did Weiwei bully you again? This girl is becoming more and more out of control. I'm going to scold her right now." As he said that, he made a gesture to stand up.

Nan Yifeng felt a warm feeling in his heart when he heard his father's words. He quickly reached out and grabbed his father's arm. He forced a smile on his face and said, "Dad, it's okay. Weiwei didn't bully me. It's just that the seasons have changed so much these past two days. The weather has been so hot and cold, it's easy to catch a cold. I think I caught one too. You guys should take care of yourselves too."

Her voice was soft and sincere, her eyes full of concern for her parents.

After hearing this, Nan Xi slowly sat down, but the worry in his eyes had not completely disappeared.

He patted Nan Yifeng's hand gently and said, "You are such a sensible child. If you have anything, don't keep it in your heart. Tell Dad."

Du Yunxi also nodded in agreement, her eyes full of kindness.

Nan Yifeng looked at the concerned expressions of his adoptive parents, and the resentment and grievance in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a warm current flowing slowly in his heart.

For the sake of me and Nan Weiwei, these two old people didn't even have their own children. This kind of sacrifice is not something that ordinary people can make.

Nan Yifeng sat with his adoptive parents in the cozy living room. The soft light cast a warm glow over the entire space.

He leaned forward slightly and chatted with his adoptive parents about all sorts of things, from some interesting episodes the company had recently encountered to the latest developments in the industry. His words flowed naturally and smoothly like a gurgling stream.

A relaxed smile gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes were no longer as dim as before, as if the haze that had been lingering in his heart was dissipating little by little with this heartwarming conversation.

Time passed quietly amid laughter and joy, and before we knew it, it was midnight.

Nan Yifeng looked at the wall clock, stood up, and said reluctantly, "Mom and Dad, it's getting late. I have to go back to the villa, otherwise Wei Wei will scold me for disturbing her rest. You should also go to bed early."

Nan Xi and Du Yunxi quickly stood up. Du Yunxi took Nan Yifeng's hand and gently reminded him, "Drive carefully on the road. Send us a message when you get home."

Nan Yifeng smiled and nodded in agreement, then left with a brisk pace.

After Nan Yifeng left, the living room suddenly became quiet.

Nan Xi sat on the sofa, frowning slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes, and slowly said, "Yun Xi, this child is worried, but he just won't tell us. I can feel that he is hiding something in his heart, and that kind of depression can't be hidden at all."

Du Yunxi sighed softly and sat down next to Nan Xi, her eyes full of concern. She said, "It's probably something about his parents! He's always been sensible. He didn't tell us because he was afraid we'd worry. I'll find a chance to ask Weiwei tomorrow. That girl has a lot of tricks up her sleeve and she talks to Yi Feng about everything. She should know something."

Nan Xi listened and nodded slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, if it's not too serious, we should just pretend we don't know. The child is grown up and has his own ideas and abilities. He can handle these things on his own. Let's not interfere too much and add more pressure to him."

Du Yunxi nodded again, her eyes revealing understanding and agreement, and she said softly, "Yes, let's just quietly support him from behind and believe that he can handle everything."

After saying that, the two of them smiled at each other, their smiles filled with deep love and trust for Nan Yifeng, as if they had provided a warm harbor for Nan Yifeng in this quiet night. Their family would never doubt anyone.

The next day, the morning light shone through the thin clouds and softly touched every corner of the Nan family compound, covering everything with a light golden glow.

Du Yunxi got up early in the morning, and was always thinking about Nan Yifeng. After thinking about it, she decided to go to Nan Weiwei to find out.

She went to Nan Weiwei's villa. When she entered the house, Nan Weiwei had already gotten up and was carefully combing her hair in front of the mirror. The table was filled with various cosmetics and small accessories.

Du Yunxi knocked gently on the door. Nan Weiwei saw through the mirror that it was her mother, and quickly turned around and said with a smile, "Mom, why are you here?"

Du Yunxi walked over to Nan Weiwei, took her hand, and said anxiously, "Weiwei, Mom wants to ask you, is there something wrong with Yi Feng? Tell Mom the truth."

When Nan Weiwei heard her mother's words, her heart skipped a beat. She remembered Nan Yifeng's repeated instructions to her not to tell anyone about those things.

A flash of panic flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She shook her head like a rattle and refused bluntly, "I don't know, Mom. What could possibly happen to him? Don't worry about it."

Nan Weiwei suddenly seemed to remember something, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Mom, I promised Xiaoxiao that I would go see her today. Time is almost running out. I have to leave quickly, otherwise I will be late. Bye."

After saying that, Nan Weiwei, as if afraid that her mother would ask more questions, quickly picked up the bag that was placed beside her and ran out of the room like a little rabbit.

Du Yunxi looked at her daughter's hurriedly leaving back, shook her head helplessly, and muttered softly: "Hey, slow down, you child, you are always so impatient."

Then, she sighed softly. Although she was still worried about Nan Yifeng, she had to give up for the time being and turned around and left slowly.

Nan Weiwei rushed all the way to Xu Xiaoxiao's house. Knowing that Fu Yanchen was also at home, her eyes rolled around, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she quickly walked to Xu Xiaoxiao's side, pulling her arm and coquettishly saying, "Xiaoxiao, can I borrow your man for a moment?"

Xu Xiaoxiao was sitting on the sofa eating some fruit. When she heard this, she almost spit out the fruit in her mouth. She rolled her eyes at Nan Weiwei and said unhappily, "Jiebei, he's in the study. Go ahead."

When Nan Weiwei heard this, she immediately sneaked into the study like a little mouse.

Fu Yanchen was sitting at the desk, concentrating on the documents in his hands. When he heard the noise, he looked up and saw Nan Weiwei's shifty look. He couldn't help but frown, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Nan Weiwei didn't care about that. She cleared her throat and spoke first, "Fu Yanchen, let me ask you a question."

Fu Yanchen raised his eyebrows, folded his hands over his chest, leaned back in his chair, and said slowly: "Go ahead, but I have the right not to answer."

When Nan Weiwei heard this, she cursed him inwardly, "You damn old dog Fu!" But she still wore a smile on her face and shamelessly continued to ask, "You... are so powerful, shouldn't you know Chen Lulu?"

Fu Yanchen frowned slightly when he heard the name. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I know a little bit about them, but I'm not familiar with them. I'm not interested in them. They are said to be quite famous in the overseas music industry. I've heard them talk about them before when I went abroad for business. Why do you ask this? Could it be that... he seduced Nan Yifeng?"

Nan Weiwei was so frightened when she heard Fu Yanchen suddenly say this that she quickly waved her hands and stammered, "No, no, don't talk nonsense. I was just asking casually, just asking casually."

As she spoke, her eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look directly into Fu Yanchen's eyes.

Seeing Nan Weiwei's flustered look and eagerness to deny, Fu Yanchen's lips curled up slightly, but he lost interest in asking further questions.

In his eyes, big stars and lesser-known musicians are all like passing clouds, unable to stir up any ripples in his heart.

His heart seemed to be locked tightly by an invisible lock, and the key was only in the hands of Xu Xiaoxiao.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted to Xu Xiaoxiao. Thinking of her playful appearance, bright eyes, and her pouting lips when she occasionally acted like a spoiled child, his heart was filled with tenderness and love.

After so many years, Xu Xiaoxiao has been deeply imprinted in the softest corner of his heart. No matter how time passes and the world changes, this feeling has never wavered in the slightest.

Nan Weiwei was secretly relieved when she saw Fu Yanchen stopped asking questions, but she was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind, so she quickly said, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go out and play with Xiaoxiao."

After saying that, he hurried out of the study like a frightened deer.

Fu Yanchen looked at Nan Weiwei's departing back, shook his head gently, then lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in his own world. His mind was full of every detail of his time with Xu Xiaoxiao, and a happy smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed as if at this moment, the whole world only had him and Xu Xiaoxiao, and everything else became irrelevant.

Nan Weiwei met the old lady in the corridor, who was her and Xiaoxiao's grandmother.

Grandma looked at Nan Weiwei with a bad expression, "Weiwei..."