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

"Wait a minute," Nan Yifeng's mother gently raised her hand. Her voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable calmness, instantly freezing the previously lively conversation.

Nan Weiwei was leaning slightly forward with a polite yet somewhat reserved smile on her face. Upon hearing this, she quickly straightened up, her eyes full of confusion, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Auntie?"

Her voice carried a hint of nervousness, and her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, unsure why her aunt had suddenly called a halt.

Nan Yifeng's mother did not answer immediately. She turned slightly to the side and gently waved behind her.

Her movements were elegant and composed, as if everything was under her control.

The moment she waved, several burly men appeared in the previously empty doorway as if by magic.

These burly men, each with well-developed muscles and a steady gait, filed in, carrying various items.

The two burly men at the front were carrying a huge refrigerator together.

The refrigerators were enormous, yet they sat steadily on their shoulders.

The refrigerator's exterior gleamed coolly under the light, as if proclaiming its high quality.

Nan Weiwei...

Following closely behind were several burly men, some carrying sets of brand-new supplies, including bed sheets and duvet covers, the soft fabrics swaying gently in their hands, the patterns on them exquisite and beautiful; others carrying household items, including elegant tableware sets, brightly colored kitchenware, and soft and comfortable towels and bath towels.

Nan Weiwei stared at the scene before her, her eyes wide as copper bells, her mouth slightly agape, unable to close for a long time, her face filled with a look of utter astonishment.

She stood there blankly, as if frozen in place, completely forgetting to react.

Time passed slowly, feeling like an eternity. She finally recovered from her shock and confusion, but her eyes were still somewhat dazed and unfocused.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then spoke in a trembling, stuttering voice, "Uncle, Aunt... what... what are you trying to do? I really don't know how to deal with this situation... I don't need anything at home!"

Her voice carried a hint of panic and confusion; she couldn't understand why her aunt would suddenly send so many things over.

Looking at Nan Weiwei's surprised yet adorable expression, Nan Yifeng's mother smiled gently and lovingly.

She walked gently to Nan Weiwei's side, took her hand, and said tenderly, "Weiwei, your aunt knows it's not easy for you to live alone out there. These things were carefully selected by your aunt, and I hope you can use them."

"Look at this refrigerator, you can buy more fresh ingredients and put them in, so you can eat healthy and delicious food anytime; these beddings are made of the best materials, so they will definitely be very comfortable to sleep on; and these household items are all things you will use every day, making your life more convenient."

Her voice was soft and warm, like the warm sun in winter, shining into Nan Weiwei's heart.

As Nan Weiwei listened to her aunt's words, a warm feeling welled up in her heart, and her eyes reddened slightly.

She said, touched, "Auntie, you're so kind to me, but I..."

Before she could finish speaking, her aunt gently interrupted her: "Weiwei, don't refuse. Your aunt just wants you to be happy. Just accept it."

Looking at her aunt's sincere and concerned eyes, Nan Weiwei finally nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt. I really don't know how to repay you for caring about me so much."

Her aunt smiled and patted her hand, saying, "Silly child, don't talk about repaying me. As long as you're doing well, I'm happy."

Nan Yifeng's mother gently took Nan Weiwei's hand and pulled her to sit down on the sofa, her movements so gentle that it was as if Nan Weiwei were a fragile treasure.

She turned slightly to the side, her gaze falling gently and concernedly on Nan Weiwei's face. She spoke slowly, her voice like a babbling brook, carrying the gentleness and composure that comes with the passage of time: "Weiwei, I went to see your mother today to ask about you and Nan Yifeng. Sigh... When your mother was talking to me, she mentioned that you moved out and rented a place on your own. My heart clenched immediately, and I was very worried."

She gently patted Nan Weiwei's hand, her eyes full of heartache, and continued, "You're a girl all alone, working hard out there. There must be many inconveniences in your life. I asked around for a long time before I found out your new address. The thought of you probably sleeping in that uncomfortable bed every night, tossing and turning and having trouble falling asleep, makes my heart ache."

"No matter what, you used to be pampered, how can you endure this hardship? Even if you broke up with Yi Feng, the Nan family is still your home, why don't you go back?"

"Auntie, I want to try my best on my own,"

"Sigh, okay, I know you... so I specially picked out a few good sets of bedding. These are all carefully selected by me. The material is soft and skin-friendly, and the breathability is also very good. I guarantee that you will sleep comfortably and your sleep quality will be improved a lot."

As she said this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a warm smile that seemed to dispel all gloom: "From now on, I'll bring you delicious food often. I know you're busy with work and sometimes you might not have time to eat properly. The food I make is all nutritious and delicious, so you can stay healthy. Besides, it's convenient to bring you food; I can just come over on my way."

Her eyes suddenly became playful. She gently shook Nan Weiwei's hand and continued, "Even if you and Yi Feng break up, that's your own business as young people. Sometimes, you just can't explain your feelings. When fate brings you together, you get together; when fate ends, you separate. It's not a big deal. But... we can't let this break the relationship between our two families."

“I’ve already broken off all ties with Li Shanshan. I’ll beat her every time she comes near me.”

“Auntie, there’s no need for that. Maybe you’ll be family in the future,” Nan Weiwei said.

"Stop talking nonsense! You know what? Yesterday, your mother and I went for a walk together. We walked hand in hand, chatting as we went, just like we were back in our youth, talking about everything. You know, we've been best friends since we were little, this kind of friendship is much more precious than gold and silver!"

She gently moved forward, slowly approaching Nan Weiwei, her beautiful and gentle eyes revealing a sincere and doting light.

He continued speaking to Nan Weiwei, "Even if you can't become our daughter-in-law in the end, I will still love and cherish you as if you were my own daughter!"

“In my heart, you’ve long been a part of this family. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just tell me. Don’t bear it all alone. Look at all the things I bought for you; they’re not just a token of my affection.”

She gently pointed to the bedding, her face beaming with a happy smile: "Your uncle and I picked these things out together. He said he didn't know what Li Shanshan was thinking and he felt bad about it."

Nan Weiwei felt uncomfortable. "Auntie, our breakup has nothing to do with you old folks. You don't need to blame yourselves."

"Sigh, I know, but this is his heartfelt wish, so please don't refuse. He's usually busy with his own things, but he put in a lot of effort to pick these out for you."

"I went to several stores and carefully compared the materials, styles and prices. I kept asking you what you liked, just in case I didn't choose something you liked. Hehe, this old man has never cared about me like this before. It shows how important you are to us."

As Nan Weiwei listened to her aunt's words, she felt as if she were enveloped in a warm current, and her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

She held her aunt's hand tightly, her voice choked with emotion, and said, "Auntie, you've been so good to me. I really don't know how to thank you. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself in the future and visit you and Uncle often."

Auntie smiled and patted Nan Weiwei's head, saying, "Silly child, why are you being so polite with your auntie? As long as you're doing well, we're happy."

With a gentle smile, Nan Yifeng's mother carefully took out a beautifully packaged cake box from the elegant handbag beside her.

The cake box was tied with a light pink ribbon, which shimmered softly under the light, making it look exquisite and tempting.

She gently unwrapped the package, and instantly, a rich and mellow aroma of cake wafted out, the sweet scent seemingly possessing a magical power, instantly filling the entire room.

She picked up a piece of cake with her slender fingers, gently put it into Nan Weiwei's mouth, her eyes full of anticipation, and said with a smile, "Isn't it delicious? This is Hongji's cake, it's famously delicious around here."

"It's delicious." Nan nodded slightly.

"Of course, their cakes are made with the finest ingredients and carefully baked, resulting in a delicate texture and a sweet but not cloying taste. If you like them, I'll bring them to you often in the future."

"Little girl, come and join us," Nan Yifeng's mother called to Xiaomei.

Xiao Mei nodded, "Thank you, I'm on a diet."

"Why are you trying to lose weight at such a young age? Just eat a little more."

Nan Weiwei chewed on the cake, the sweet taste spreading on her taste buds, making her squint her eyes and reveal a satisfied expression on her face.

She swallowed the cake and said sincerely, "Thank you, Auntie, this cake is really delicious."

Nan Yifeng's mother smiled and waved her hand, then took Nan Weiwei's hand and patted it gently, saying, "No need to thank me, Weiwei. I just went to see Yifeng, and he..."

At this point, her smiling face suddenly fell, and she sighed softly, her sigh filled with helplessness and worry.

When Nan Weiwei heard her aunt mention Nan Yifeng, her heart skipped a beat. Her relaxed nerves instantly tensed up, and she stared intently at her aunt, asking anxiously, "What happened to him?"

Her voice carried a hint of tension and unease, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Nan Yifeng's mother slightly furrowed her brow, which was covered with fine lines, and her originally bright and spirited eyes were now veiled with a faint look of sorrow.

She sighed softly before slowly saying, "It's nothing... they just told me not to go see him anymore, so as not to affect his work. But when I left, I heard people in his company whispering and talking about something."

"Upon closer listening, it turns out he's saying that he often flies into a rage at his employees for no reason these days! And his temper is getting worse and worse, becoming increasingly volatile! As a result, the atmosphere in the entire company has become extremely oppressive and tense. Everyone lives and works in a state of constant fear and trepidation, afraid that they might accidentally say or do something wrong and anger him!"

Nan Weiwei felt a pang of pain in her heart as she listened to her aunt's words. She remembered how gentle and considerate Nan Yifeng had always been when they were together, and how he had never lost his temper like this before.

However, at this moment, Nan Weiwei silently told herself that all those past events had nothing to do with her now.

All the memories I had with Nan Yifeng, whether sweet or bitter, have faded away like drifting clouds.

She took a deep breath, trying to pull herself out of those thoughts, and a relaxed smile returned to her face.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Nan Yifeng's mother, and said in a playful yet sincere tone, "Um... Auntie, we ate dinner early tonight, and now our stomachs are rumbling loudly."

"How about we go out and find something delicious to eat? You really went all out today, buying me so many nice things. I'm so touched and grateful! So, this time it's my treat. Please enjoy a sumptuous late-night feast. It's my way of showing you hospitality and also a small way of repaying and thanking you!"

As she spoke, she winked mischievously, looking incredibly cute.

Nan Weiwei was actually having her own plans; she was genuinely afraid that her aunt would continue nagging about Nan Yifeng.

The thought of her aunt possibly going on and on about Nan Yifeng's current situation, his work troubles, and those emotional entanglements that she no longer wanted to get involved in made her head ache.

So she came up with this way of diverting her attention, hoping to cleverly avoid those topics that made her feel somewhat embarrassed and helpless.

When Nan Yifeng's mother heard Nan Weiwei's words, she was taken aback at first. Knowing what Nan Weiwei was avoiding, she nodded and said, "Okay, okay, a late-night snack, not bad. I haven't had a late-night snack in a long time. Come on, bring your girlfriends along. Stop dieting."

“However…” Nan Yifeng’s mother spoke up.