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

Inside the car, the space seemed to be filled with Nan Yifeng's anger, making it so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The sudden entanglement just now made Nan Yifeng both angry and annoyed. He felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head, and the string of reason snapped with a "snap".

With a forceful push of both hands, he finally managed to forcefully shove away Li Shanshan, who was clinging tightly to him like an octopus.

"Li Shanshan, that's enough! If I didn't hold back from hitting women, you would have been beaten to a pulp by now."

Nan Yifeng roared, his voice echoing like thunder in the cramped carriage.

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and burning with fury, as if he wanted to devour the woman in front of him.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and his face turned bright red, like an enraged wild beast that could explode at any moment.

He glared at Li Shanshan, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, like a trapped beast starving for air.

After a while, he calmed down a bit, gritted his teeth, and said, word by word, "Have you had enough fun yet! Li Shanshan, I'm putting this out there today. Whatever you and that guy Ye Junhao are up to, bring it on! If you're so capable, let's have a fair fight and see who has the last laugh! Trying to scare me?"

"Heh, not a chance! Let me tell you the truth, from childhood to adulthood, no one has ever been able to scare me! As for your lowly tricks and petty cleverness, they're things even a three-year-old could do. Do you think you're worthy of showing off? From this moment on, you, Li Shanshan, are completely gone from my world, Nan Yifeng's world! Get as far away as you can, and don't let me see your disgusting face again! Get out, and if you're not here, I'll kick you off the stage."

The voice was cold and resolute, like a sharp dagger piercing straight into Li Shanshan's heart.

Li Shanshan was pushed by Nan Yifeng, and her body slammed heavily against the car door, a sharp pain shooting through her back.

But she seemed oblivious, only slightly frowning. Why was Nan Yifeng so heartless?

Upon hearing Nan Yifeng's words, her body stiffened slightly, and a hint of hurt and disappointment flashed in her eyes. The hurt in her eyes was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, gone in an instant.

With astonishing speed, she concealed the barely perceptible pain in her eyes, as naturally and smoothly as a well-trained soldier instantly hiding his weakness.

In the blink of an eye, her previously dim eyes regained their bright and determined light, shining like two dazzling stars.

If someone could see through her seemingly indestructible exterior and delve into the depths of her heart, they would discover that there lies an incredibly soft and fragile heart.

It is as delicate and tender as a flower petal covered with morning dew, but it is tightly protected by an invisible and intangible armor, making it impossible for people to easily see its true face.

She slightly raised her chin, a stubborn smile playing on her lips, a smile tinged with disdain and determination, as if telling Nan Yifeng that she didn't care about his anger and his attempts to drive her away.

Without a word, she reached out and slowly opened the car door.

Just before getting off the bus, she paused, glanced back at Nan Yifeng, her gaze complex and profound, as if she had a thousand words to say, but in the end she only said softly, "Nan Yifeng, you will regret what you did today." Then she resolutely got off the bus.

She stood outside the car, watching Nan Yifeng's car gradually drive away until it disappeared from sight.

She knew perfectly well that she had successfully completed her mission! Because she had finally captured those crucial and sensational photos!

These photos will be key clues that drive the plot forward, and may even lead the story of Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng in an unexpected direction...

These photos will become a trump card in her and Ye Junhao's hands, delivering a fatal blow to Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile that looked particularly eerie in the dim light...

Meanwhile, at Fu Yanchen's house, Nan Weiwei's phone rang...

Nan Weiwei picked up her phone and looked at it...