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

Chapter 1510 Private Chat Between Girlfriends

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Director Wang from the community. I heard there seemed to be some movement here, so I came to take a look."

When Charles heard that it was the community director, his face changed slightly, but he quickly pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, it's just that my mother and I had a little dispute, it's no big deal."

The old lady, as if grasping a life-saving straw, shouted loudly: "Director Wang, please come in quickly! He wants to beat me and steal my money!"

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Director Wang walked in anxiously, followed by several neighbors who had rushed over after hearing the news.

Director Wang frowned upon seeing the tense situation in the house. He quickly walked over to the old lady and asked with concern, "Auntie, are you okay?"

When the old lady saw Director Wang, she felt like she had found her backbone. Tears suddenly flowed down her face. She held Director Wang's hand and sobbed, "Director Wang, you have to make a decision for me. My son is so unscrupulous for money that he wants to kill me!"

Director Wang patted the old lady's hand and comforted her, "Auntie, don't be anxious. Speak slowly."

Then he turned his head, looked at Charles seriously, and said, "Charles, what's wrong with you? How can you treat your mother like this? Filial piety is the most important virtue of all. This is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation!"

Charles saw that the situation had gotten out of hand, and a flash of panic crossed his face, but he quickly stiffened his neck and said with a forced argument, "Director Wang, you don't understand the situation. I've given so much to this family, and now I just want her to help me, but she won't agree. I can't do anything about it! I didn't hit her, she... is talking nonsense."

When the neighbors heard this, they started to criticize him. A fat woman put her hands on her hips and shouted, "Charles, you're wrong. Was it easy for your mother to raise you? Now not only are you not filial to her, you're also trying to steal her money. Are you still a human being?"

Another tall, thin man echoed, "That's right. People should have a conscience. Your mother worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay her?"

Charles was blushing under everyone's criticism, but he still said stubbornly: "What do you know? I am doing this for the good of this family. When I have money, I will naturally be filial to her."

Director Wang sneered and said, "Charles, stop quibbling here. Filial piety isn't something you wait until you're rich; it should be reflected in every little detail of your daily life. How can you talk about being filial to your mother in the future if you treat her like this now?"

Charles was speechless after hearing what Director Wang said. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look anyone in the eye.

Director Wang saw this and continued, "Charles, we must have an explanation for what happened today. First, apologize to your mother and promise not to treat her like this again. Otherwise, we will have to contact the police."

Charles hesitated for a moment, but finally walked up to the old lady very reluctantly and whispered, "Mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

The old lady turned her head away, snorted coldly, and said, "Your apology is too cheap, I won't accept it. If you really know you are wrong, then behave yourself in the future and don't try to take advantage of Xiaoxiao and me anymore."

Charles blushed and nodded. Seeing that the matter had been temporarily resolved, Director Wang said, "Okay, everyone, go away. I hope Charles will remember the lesson today and treat his mother well in the future."

Seeing this, the neighbors also dispersed. Director Wang comforted the old lady for a few more words and then left.

Peace finally returned to the house, but the old lady knew that the rift between her and Charles would never heal... and it probably would never heal.

The sun finally came out on the second-floor balcony of the Fu family's old house, and the afterglow of the setting sun was coated with a layer of warm gold. Xu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked like a statue frozen in time, sitting there quietly, her eyes looking into the distance through the transparent glass, as if she was looking for something, or as if she was avoiding something.

Her figure seemed a little thin in the interweaving of light and shadow, with a kind of fragility that made people feel distressed.

Fu Yanchen walked over, his footsteps sounding particularly clear on the quiet balcony.

Every step seemed to step on Xu Xiaoxiao's heartstrings, making her already panicked heartbeat even faster.

He walked to Xu Xiaoxiao and sat down gently, his movements gentle and natural, as if this was something he had done countless times.

"Xiaoxiao, grandma..."

As soon as Fu Yanchen opened his mouth, there was a hint of caution in his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the fragile tranquility in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao turned her head slightly and glanced at Fu Yanchen. Her eyes contained too many emotions, including helplessness, sadness, and a hint of determination.

She sighed softly and said, "I know what she's thinking. She doesn't want to implicate me. She knows very well that as long as she lives here, my uncle and his family will be like sharks smelling blood, trying every possible way to take advantage of her. If she goes back, my uncle and his family will have no chance."

Her voice was very soft, but it seemed as if she had used up all her strength, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of her heart.

Fu Yanchen nodded, understanding what she meant, his eyes full of understanding and heartache.

He reached out and gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand. His hands were a little cold, but they made Xu Xiaoxiao feel a sense of warmth and peace of mind.

He spoke slowly, as if every word was carefully considered, and he uttered it slowly: "Xiaoxiao, I know... she is your grandmother. The relationship between you and her is thicker than blood. No matter what you do, I can understand."

His voice was low and gentle, full of concern for Xiaoxiao.

He then paused briefly, as if trying to organize his next words, and continued, "So, no matter what decision you make, I will stand by you without hesitation and give you my strongest support. Because I know that everything you do is out of love and concern for grandma."

His gaze fell on Xiaoxiao, a trace of worry in his eyes, "But, I hope that when you go out in the future, you won't go out alone. Although the outside world is wonderful, there are also many unknown dangers. Let me accompany you, so that I can feel at ease."

His tone became more earnest. "No matter how busy I am, as long as you call me, I will immediately put down what I am doing and rush to your side. Because your safety and happiness are the most important to me."

His voice was low and firm, as if he was making an eternal promise to Xu Xiaoxiao.

As Xu Xiaoxiao listened to Fu Yanchen's words, the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart finally loosened a little. Her eyes turned slightly red and tears welled up in them.

She leaned gently on Fu Yanchen's shoulder, her voice choked with sobs: "Yanchen, thank you. I really feel at ease with you by my side."

Fu Yanchen turned his head slightly, kissed Xu Xiaoxiao lightly on the forehead, and said, "Silly girl, we are husband and wife, and we should support each other. No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, I will face them with you."

The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and falls on them, as if covering them with a layer of golden glow.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and there were only the two of them left in the whole world. In this warm sunshine, they snuggled up to each other, comforted each other, and endured the ups and downs of life together.

"Okay, don't be sad, I'm going to take a shower."

"Yan Chen..." Xu Xiaoxiao called out.

Fu Yanchen, who had just raised his feet and was about to step towards the bathroom, stopped instantly when he heard Xu Xiaoxiao's soft call, as if he was under a spell.

He turned around slowly, his deep eyes full of tenderness and concern, and asked softly, "Well, what's wrong?" His voice was as gentle and warm as the spring breeze.

Xu Xiaoxiao lowered her head slightly, twisting the corners of her clothes unconsciously with her hands. With a hint of hesitation and heartache in her eyes, she said softly, "Um...you don't have to go home so early every day for me. I know the company is very busy. You should...focus on the company. I...am not that precious."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility, and as if she was afraid that her request would put pressure on Fu Yanchen.

Now, Fu Yanchen goes home on time almost every afternoon like a wound-up clock. He no longer has the busy appearance of running around for work day and night and returning home at irregular times. Instead, he seems to be living an administrative class life from nine to five.

Xu Xiaoxiao saw it and felt pain in her heart. She knew that Fu Yanchen did this every day for her, and she didn't want to delay his career because of her.

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a warm and doting smile. He walked forward, gently rubbed Xu Xiaoxiao's hair, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm relieved that Ah Su is watching over the company. Ah Su has been with me for so many years, and I know his abilities. I can leave the company with peace of mind. Don't think too much, I'm going to take a shower. Tell Mother Hou what you want to eat and let her make it for you."

His voice was full of determination and unquestionableness, as if telling Xu Xiaoxiao that his decision would not change for any reason.

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at Fu Yanchen's determined eyes. The worry in her heart gradually dissipated. She nodded gently and said, "Okay, then go take a shower."

Fu Yanchen smiled again and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

That back figure was tall and straight, as if it could hold up the sky for Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at his back, her eyes full of love and dependence. She knew that with Fu Yanchen by her side, she would not be afraid no matter what difficulties she encountered.

After Fu Yanchen left, Xu Xiaoxiao lay down in the recliner again.

At this moment, the ringing of the phone was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the quiet and warm atmosphere and abruptly pulling Xu Xiaoxiao's thoughts back from the warmth just now.

She was slightly startled, her eyes quickly focused on the screen with the flashing caller ID. The moment she saw the name clearly, her eyes, which originally had a hint of laziness and tenderness, instantly lit up, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a sweet smile.

She cleared her throat gently, and her already melodious voice now took on a hint of coquettishness and playfulness, as if she was acting coquettishly to the person on the other end of the phone: "Oh, it's Weiwei. How come you have time to call me today? Are you not busy? Are you in a better mood? Did Nan Yifeng apologize to you?"

The voice, like a gentle spring breeze, carried with it a hint of sweetness and intimacy, slowly drifting to the other end of the phone.

She tilted her head slightly, holding the phone in one hand and unconsciously fiddling with the pillow beside her with the other hand, as if this could make her more relaxed and comfortable when communicating with the other person.

There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone, wanting to share every bit of life with the other party, or perhaps just wanting to listen to that familiar voice to comfort his agitated heart.

"Oh, sister, don't discourage me. I...fertility preparations have failed again. To comfort my hurt heart, Nan Yifeng said that he doesn't have to go to work tomorrow. I can have fun tonight."

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,,

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, let me ask you something."

"Just say it."

"I'm just really curious. Why did you... and Fu Yanchen hit the target right away? Nan Yifeng and I tried so hard but couldn't get it to work. Is it because of my bad posture?"

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,,

Xu Xiaoxiao was stunned by this sudden, straightforward and hot question. Her cheeks instantly turned red as if dyed by the sunset, from the tips of her ears to her neck. Her whole body seemed to be acupunctured. Her mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Her hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously, her knuckles turned white from the force, and she thought to herself that this sister was too bold to ask such a question.

After a long while, she finally recovered and coughed lightly, trying to hide her embarrassment. She said in an unnatural voice, "Weiwei, your question... is too direct."

But Weiwei on the other end of the phone clearly had no intention of letting her go, and kept pressing her eagerly, "Hey, Xiaoxiao, just tell me about it. I'm so curious, I'm almost going crazy over this pregnancy preparation."

Xu Xiaoxiao held her forehead helplessly, thinking quickly in her mind how to respond to this embarrassing question.

She took a deep breath and tried to sound calm and natural. "Weiwei, there's really no such thing as a specific posture. This kind of thing varies from person to person, and there's a lot of probability involved. Yanchen and I... maybe we're just lucky."

"Lucky?" Weiwei raised her voice on the other end of the phone, a hint of resignation and doubt. "I've been trying to get pregnant for so long, why haven't I been lucky yet? Xiaoxiao, tell me more in detail, do you have any special habits or little tricks?"

Xu Xiaoxiao felt her face was about to burn. She bit her lip and continued with a stiff upper lip, "There's really nothing special about it. I just let nature take its course. And don't be too anxious about getting pregnant. Your mindset is very important. If you're always so anxious, it might actually affect the outcome."

Weiwei was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, as if she was thinking about Xu Xiaoxiao's words. Then she sighed and said, "Alas, maybe I really am too anxious. Xiaoxiao, thank you for sharing this with me. No matter what, I will continue to work hard."

Xu Xiaoxiao felt relieved when she heard Weiwei say that, and quickly comforted her, "Weiwei, don't put too much pressure on yourself. I'm sure there will be good news soon. If there's anything else you want to talk about, feel free to contact me."

"Hey, Xiaoxiao..."