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

Nan Weiwei was sitting on the sofa, feeling bored, her fingers unconsciously swiping across her phone screen.

Suddenly, a new message notification popped up, and she subconsciously tapped it.

However, when she saw what was on her phone screen, she was struck dumb and froze on the spot.

On the screen was a photo of Nan Yifeng and Li Shanshan kissing.

In the photo, the two are embracing tightly, their lips pressed together. Their intimate posture is like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Nan Weiwei's heart.

Her eyes widened instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Her once rosy complexion instantly turned ashen, devoid of any color, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she had lost all her strength.

Xu Xiaoxiao was sitting next to Nan Weiwei, leisurely drinking juice and chatting with her.

She suddenly noticed Nan Weiwei's abnormality. Nan Weiwei seemed to be frozen in place, her face looking frighteningly pale.

Xu Xiaoxiao was startled and immediately put down her juice, moving closer to Nan Weiwei with a worried expression. "What's wrong? You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell?"

Nan Weiwei heard Xu Xiaoxiao's voice and slowly turned her head, her eyes empty and confused, as if she had lost her soul.

Her lips moved slightly, as if each word was being squeezed out from between her teeth, the sound extremely weak and hoarse, mixed with a tremor that was hard to hide and a deep sense of despair.

Her once bright and clear eyes were now dull and lifeless, staring straight ahead as she murmured to herself, "Xiaoxiao, do you think it's really because I'm too worthless? That's why no one is willing to love me wholeheartedly... Actually, I should have understood this a long time ago! After all, how could someone as filthy and defiled as me possibly be cherished and loved by others?"

As she spoke, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she let out a hoarse and low sob.

Tears welled up in her beautiful yet sorrowful eyes, as if they might roll down at any moment.

Even Nan Yifeng, who I grew up with and was incredibly close to... I don't even have the right to question him! After all, I...

She bit her lip, saying painfully, "Maybe I should be foolish and choose to ignore it... As long as he's willing to continue pretending to love me as before, I... I... I shouldn't be jealous. Can I keep deceiving myself like this forever?"

"Weiwei...you...please don't do this..."

"But...shouldn't I at least retain a shred of dignity? I look so pathetic right now...Xiaoxiao, tell me, what should I do?"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between Nan Weiwei's teeth, carrying endless pain and helplessness.

Her body trembled slightly, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

She recalled the pain and humiliation she had suffered. She had thought that Nan Yifeng was the one who could save her and give her warmth and love, but now, this photo had shattered her last hope.

Xu Xiaoxiao felt extremely sorry for Nan Weiwei when she saw her like this.

She hugged Nan Weiwei tightly, gently patting her back, and comforted her, "Weiwei, don't think of yourself like that. You're wonderful and deserve to be loved unconditionally. There might be some misunderstanding with this photo, so don't jump to conclusions. Let's find Nan Yifeng and ask him what's going on, okay?"

Nan Weiwei leaned against Xu Xiaoxiao's chest, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She sobbed, "What other misunderstanding could there be? The photos are right in front of me. I... I really don't know what to do..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, leaving only endless sorrow permeating the air.

Xu Xiaoxiao held Nan Weiwei tightly, looking at her distraught and desperate appearance. She was anxious but tried her best to calm herself down, attempting to use the most rational words to soothe Nan Weiwei's broken heart.

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of concern and seriousness, and said softly yet firmly to Nan Weiwei, "Weiwei, let's not rush to think the worst. We can calmly ask Nan Yifeng how he explains this. We can't just condemn him like that. Think about it, even those prisoners sentenced to death have the opportunity to defend themselves in court, don't they?"

"The worst thing about two people being together is having misunderstandings but not explaining them, letting suspicion and estrangement take root in each other's hearts. Maybe there really is some hidden story we don't know about."

Nan Weiwei leaned against Xu Xiaoxiao's chest, her previously empty and lifeless eyes now filled with sorrow and despair. She smiled absentmindedly, a smile more heartbreaking than tears, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, yet carrying endless bitterness and self-mockery:

"Hehe... Xiaoxiao, do you still think there's something fishy going on here? He kissed Li Shanshan in the car, the photos are right there, can photos lie? Photos don't lie. That intimate posture, that tight embrace, how could it be fake?"

Nan Weiwei's tone grew increasingly agitated, and her body trembled slightly. She seemed lost in her own memories, her voice trembling with a hint of resentment as she continued:

“We had a fierce argument last time, and it all started over such a trivial thing! What’s puzzling is that so much time has passed since then, but he has never come to see me. During this time, I’ve been alone in your house, spending every day and night in endless waiting, hoping that he will come and soothe my emotions.”

"Even just receiving a few words from him or a brief phone call would have been nice! But reality is cruel and heartless—I got nothing. Whenever I think of this, an indescribable bitterness and grievance wells up in my heart: Was he really cheating on me with that woman Li Shanshan back then?"

"When I returned, the person I had once had countless connections with appeared before me. He told me with a sincere face that he also missed me every moment, but he had been suppressing these feelings and dared not express them. The reason was simply because he was afraid that the unresolved conflicts between us would cause another fierce argument."

"How naive I was back then, choosing to trust without reservation! Looking back now, I realize it was all just an elaborate deception... absolutely true!"

"If you truly miss someone, how can you resist contacting them? Love for someone often drives people to be eager to see them, to talk to them, and to be content just to hear their beautiful voice."

"However, he has acted completely out of character, disappearing without a trace for days, and now he has gone even further, causing such a commotion. How can I possibly trust him anymore?"

As Nan Weiwei spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again, sliding down her cheeks and wetting Xu Xiaoxiao's clothes.

She covered her face with her hands and curled up into a ball, as if that would allow her to escape the cruel reality.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently patted her back, silently keeping her company. She couldn't help but feel sad for Nan Weiwei, and at the same time, she was secretly thinking about how to help Nan Weiwei get out of this predicament...

Xu Xiaoxiao gently stroked Nan Weiwei's trembling shoulder, her eyes filled with heartache and concern. She frowned slightly, trying to soothe Nan Weiwei's broken and suspicious heart with her unwavering faith, her voice soft yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

“Weiwei, maybe Nan Yifeng is telling the truth. He’s just afraid of arguing again, which is why he’s holding back from contacting you. Think about it, he might be worried that you two just had a fight and your emotions haven’t calmed down yet. If he contacts you now, you might start arguing again over something trivial, which would only deepen the conflict between you.”

"He did this perhaps to give you both some time and space to calm down and talk things through properly once you've both calmed down."

Xu Xiaoxiao paused, pursed her lips, and continued, "I really don't believe Nan Yifeng would cheat on me. In my opinion, Fu Yanchen is much more likely to cheat than him. After all, Fu Yanchen used to favor Lu Jingjing and did things that surprised us all."

“But Nan Yifeng is different. Over the years, no woman in his life has ever made him lose his fairness. He is impartial to everyone and acts with discretion and principle. How could such a self-disciplined and devoted person suddenly do something to betray you? There might really be some misunderstanding in that photo. We can’t just sentence him to death based on one photo.”

Nan Weiwei listened to Xu Xiaoxiao's words, but only smiled absentmindedly, a smile full of bitterness and self-mockery. She slowly shook her head, staring blankly ahead, as if lost in endless memories:

"Hehe..." She chuckled softly, but the laughter was filled with bitterness and helplessness.

"Xiaoxiao, do you really believe it? If he were truly in love with me, how could he be so calm?! You know, when someone falls deeply in love with another, that unforgettable longing is impossible to hide! It's like a surging tide, one wave higher than the next, endless and unstoppable. No one can resist the impact and erosion of such emotions!"

"Think about it. When Fu Yanchen was released from prison, all he could think about was you. He couldn't wait to see you. Even if it meant traveling thousands of kilometers from the capital to find you, he didn't hesitate at all. Because he loves you, he wanted to see you, to hold you tightly in his arms, to feel your warmth, and to hear your voice."

Nan Weiwei's tone grew increasingly agitated, and her body trembled slightly. She clutched her chest with her hand, as if she were enduring immense pain there.

"But... what about Nan Yifeng? After I left, his days have been incredibly busy! He's probably either buried in his work every day, or attending various social events and engagements; or he's gathering with friends, having a lively and bustling time. It seems he has no time for anything else, let alone to miss me..."

“I waited for news from him every day, even just a simple greeting or a warm expression, but nothing came. It was as if he had forgotten me in a corner and continued to live his own life.”

"Now that this has happened again, how can you expect me to believe that he truly loves me? Maybe he's already tired of me, but just hasn't found the right time to break up with me yet."

As she spoke, Nan Weiwei's tears welled up again, sliding down her cheeks and wetting her clothes.

She covered her face with her hands and curled up into a ball, as if that would allow her to escape the cruel reality.

Seeing Nan Weiwei's pained expression, Xu Xiaoxiao felt extremely sorry for her. She hugged Nan Weiwei tightly and whispered, "Weiwei, don't think like that. Maybe things aren't as we imagine. Let's find Nan Yifeng and ask him, okay? No matter what the outcome, at least we tried and won't have any regrets."

Nan Weiwei seemed lost in her own world of grief and couldn't hear Xu Xiaoxiao's words at all.

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes red and swollen like two ripe peaches, filled with despair and anger, tears still rolling down her cheeks: "Xiaoxiao, I really don't want to be with him anymore, and I don't want to try to maintain this broken relationship of ours."

“Every time I think about the possibility that he and Li Shanshan have already slept together, my heart aches as if it's being stabbed by a thousand needles. I cherish our relationship so much, and I consider him the person I trust and rely on the most in my life, but what about him? He did such a thing behind my back to hurt me.”

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, as if that could alleviate the pain in her heart: "Heh... Only I am so stupid, like a fool being completely deceived by him. I offered him my true feelings without reservation, but he trampled on them wantonly."

“I trusted him so much. He said he would always love me, protect me, and give me a warm and stable future. I believed him and devoted myself to this relationship. For him, I rejected so many excellent suitors and so many potentially better opportunities.”

"I thought our love would be as beautiful as a fairy tale, and that we would be happy forever."

Nan Weiwei's voice grew increasingly choked with sobs, and her body trembled slightly from overwhelming emotion: "But now? Everything has vanished. He betrayed me. I feel like a clown, performing a ridiculous one-man show in love. Why did he do this to me? What did I do wrong to deserve such pain and torment?"

Seeing Nan Weiwei's heartbroken state, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her face.

She hugged Nan Weiwei tightly, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "Weiwei, you did nothing wrong. You are such a good and kind girl, you deserve to be treated sincerely. Let's calm down first, and after we've calmed down a bit, we can think about what to do next, okay? No matter what decision you make, I will always be by your side to support you and accompany you."