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

Chapter 1642 My mom is your mom

Looking at Nan Yifeng's mother's weak and painful appearance after her injury, Nan Weiwei's eyes welled up with tears, and her body trembled slightly due to tension and worry.

Seeing this, Nan Yifeng's mother, despite enduring excruciating physical pain, forced a gentle smile, extended her uninjured hand, and gently patted Nan Weiwei's hand. Her voice was weak but full of comforting power: "Weiwei, it's alright. When people get old, it's inevitable that they'll bump into things. Don't worry too much."

Words were like a gentle breeze, trying to dispel the gloom in Nan Weiwei's heart.

Just then, a sharp screech of brakes was heard, and the driver jogged to the scene.

Seeing Nan Yifeng's mother's injured state, his face was full of anxiety and self-blame. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Madam, I'm sorry you've suffered. I'm late."

Immediately afterwards, the ambulance arrived at the entrance of the residential area with its siren blaring.

The medical staff quickly got out of the car, skillfully carried the stretcher to Nan Yifeng's mother, carefully lifted her onto the stretcher, and then quickly pushed her into the ambulance.

Nan Weiwei and the driver hurriedly got into the car, and the ambulance, with its warning lights flashing, sped towards the hospital.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Nan Yifeng's mother was taken to the emergency room for a series of examinations.

After the X-ray was taken, Nan Weiwei and the driver helped Nan Yifeng's mother sit down on a bench in the corridor to wait for the test results.

"Weiwei, I need to trouble you with something."

Seeing Nan Yifeng's mother like this, Nan Weiwei felt a pang of sympathy and quickly said, "Tell me, as long as I can help."

Nan Yifeng's mother took a deep breath, as if using all her strength, and slowly said, "Weiwei, look at your current state. I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed for at least ten days or half a month!"

"Sigh... but my necklace is still at the jewelry store... I'm really sorry to trouble anyone else for help. Could you please make a trip and get it back for me? There's no need for someone to stay at the hospital all the time. The driver can look after it, and there are so many professional doctors and nurses. Nothing serious will happen!"

"But this necklace is very meaningful to me; I might need it to take care of something important later!"

After hearing this, Nan Weiwei appeared calm on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil and she could not put her mind at ease.

She stared intently at the driver in front of her, thinking to herself, "Later, this driver will need to run back and forth to pay fees and pick up the inspection report. If he is left to run around doing all that, he might get a little flustered."

Besides, it's not good for Auntie to be lying in bed without anyone to take care of her! I think it would be best if someone stayed by her side to keep her company and take care of her..."

After careful consideration, Nan Weiwei finally decided to call Nan Yifeng and explain the current situation to him in detail, otherwise, Nan Yifeng might think she was trying to get back together with him.

So, she deftly reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone, and without hesitation, swiped her finger across the screen a few times, successfully dialing Nan Yifeng's number.

Surprisingly, the phone was answered almost instantly, as if it had been waiting to be dialed.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei had no time to think about anything else, nor did she notice these details. She shouted into the microphone anxiously, "Hello! You... oh no, I should say 'you'! I have some important news to tell you—your mother just accidentally fell and got injured, and she's currently receiving treatment at the hospital! Please come here as soon as possible! I have other things to do."

Nan Yifeng on the other end of the phone didn't react for a moment. He paused for a moment and subconsciously said, "Isn't my mom your mom too?" He obviously hadn't realized the meaning behind Nan Weiwei's words.

Nan Weiwei was anxious, and her voice involuntarily rose a little: "Nan Yifeng, I'm talking about your mother, your biological mother."

After saying that, she decisively hung up the phone, her eyes fixed on the emergency room door, silently praying that her aunt would be alright.

A short while later, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps echoed in the hospital corridor, and Nan Yifeng was seen running towards them.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat that rolled down his cheeks, soaking his collar. His hair was also a little messy, and his breathing was rapid and heavy, clearly indicating that he had rushed here without daring to waste a moment.

Nan Weiwei heard footsteps and turned her head slightly, but did not look at Nan Yifeng. Her eyes were filled with indifference and aloofness.

She walked quickly to Nan Yifeng's mother's side, bent down slightly, and said in a soft but firm voice, "Auntie, please take good care of yourself in the hospital. I'll be going now to get your things. Please call me anytime if you need anything." After saying that, she turned to leave.

Nan Yifeng stood there, watching Nan Weiwei turn and leave. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

He stood there, stunned, his eyes filled with complex emotions—guilt, helplessness, and a hint of unspeakable feelings.

Nan Yifeng's mother looked at her simple-minded son, standing there blankly, motionless like a telephone pole. She was both angry and anxious, and couldn't help but glare at him, saying impatiently, "No... Nan Yifeng, why are you standing there like a block of wood? Chase someone!"

"Chasing someone?"

"Oh dear, I'm so anxious! No matter how I explain it to you, you still don't understand! Please use your brain for a second! I asked Weiwei to get my pearl necklace, and I didn't just say it casually."

"This is a perfect opportunity! It gives you a reason to take her home! Don't you understand, you clueless idiot! When Weiwei hands you the necklace, refuse, saying you and I don't go that way, and then protect her safely home! Don't let anything go wrong, or the consequences will be severe! What if something happens to her, a young woman wearing an expensive necklace, on the way? You'll regret it!"

"This matter is extremely important to you, and you absolutely cannot be careless! Once I'm better, I'll personally go find her and get back that incredibly precious, beautiful necklace that belongs only to me. By then, you'll probably be..."

"Mom, aren't you bored?" Nan Yifeng frowned.

"What are you saying? Weiwei kindly accompanied me to the hospital and even helped me retrieve my jewelry. Can't you be a little more considerate?"

Nan Yifeng was brought back to his senses by his mother's glare.

He frowned, his eyes filled with worry, as he looked at his mother's swollen ankle, which was bulging high, the skin stretched and shiny, and surrounded by bluish-purple marks, a shocking sight.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "However, um... you're like this, uh... are you really alright here? I think it's better if I don't leave for now... after all, your injuries are so serious, it's really hard for me to leave you here alone!"

Nan Yifeng's mother sighed helplessly, patted Nan Yifeng's hand, and said, "I have a driver and a doctor here, what could possibly happen? Don't worry about me. It's not safe for Weiwei, a young girl, to go and retrieve her jewelry. You should go and see her off. Besides, that necklace is very important to me, I need to get it back as soon as possible."

Nan Yifeng was still somewhat hesitant after hearing his mother's words, but seeing the determination in her eyes, he knew he couldn't go against her.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright then, Mom, if anything happens, be sure to call me immediately." After saying that, he hurriedly chased after her.

Nan Yifeng's mother watched her son's hurried figure as he chased after her until he completely disappeared around the corner of the corridor before she slowly withdrew her gaze.

She gently shook her head, a helpless yet heart-wrenching sigh appearing on her face. She muttered to herself, "Silly son, this is all I can do to help you. The rest is up to you. In the end, you have to face and handle matters of the heart yourself. All I can do is give you a push."

She closed her eyes slightly, leaned back in her chair, and couldn't help but recall the moments her son and Weiwei had shared. Those beautiful memories flashed before her eyes like a movie, but now the two of them had come to this. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

After a morning of fussing and fussing, Nan Weiwei slowly walked out of the hospital, her body utterly exhausted.

It was already rush hour outside, and the streets were bustling with people and cars, marking the peak of traffic.

Xiao Mei had something to do and left in a hurry when they arrived at the hospital, leaving Nan Weiwei all alone.

She stood at the intersection, anxiously watching the endless stream of vehicles, hoping to flag down an empty taxi.

However, every taxi that passed by was full, and the passengers sitting in the windows were either exhausted or chatting and laughing, but none of them stopped for her.

She sighed helplessly, took out her phone again, opened the Didi Chuxing app, and quickly swiped her fingers across the screen, trying to hail a car.

However, no vehicles were available nearby, and the cold interface seemed to ruthlessly proclaim her current predicament.

What bad luck! In her haste to leave, she only had time to put on her comfortable slippers.

To make matters worse, the long walk had left her heels slightly red from the friction, as if reminding her that the trip was not easy or pleasant.

Not only that, she didn't even put on a coat to ward off the cold.

At this moment, the biting cold wind howled past like a pack of ferocious beasts, and the chill was like countless sharp knives, mercilessly stabbing into her thin body.

She was shivering from the cold, rubbing her arms incessantly to try and get some warmth. Her feet were also gradually losing sensation from the cold, becoming numb as if they weren't her own.

She subconsciously stomped her feet, hoping to regain some feeling, but the biting cold stubbornly clung to her.

She looked around helplessly, her heart filled with despair and confusion, wondering how much longer she would have to wait in the cold wind before she could hail a taxi home.

No, Gao Di has to ask Nan Yifeng for some compensation. After all, he spent the whole morning accompanying his mother to the hospital and running around taking care of everything. He even suffered in this cold wind, and his feet were so cold that he couldn't feel them. It would be unreasonable not to ask for some compensation.

But as soon as the thought crossed Nan Weiwei's mind, she hesitated again. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Forget it, what if he thinks I'm deliberately trying to get back together with him? How awkward would that be? I don't want to get into that kind of messy situation again."

Nan Weiwei was struggling with these thoughts, her mind somewhat confused.

Just then, a deep, luxurious engine sound came from afar, and then a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of her.

The car has smooth and elegant lines, and its body exudes a noble and aloof temperament. It shines with a charming luster in the sunlight, and Nan Weiwei feels that it looks very familiar.

As the car window slowly rolled down, a face that was all too familiar appeared before Nan Weiwei's eyes. It was Nan Yifeng's handsome face, so striking that it made people exclaim, "It's outrageous!"

His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes held a hint of barely perceptible concern, and his lips were pursed as if he had something to say.

No wonder she thought the car looked familiar; it really was Nan Yifeng's.

Her gaze, like that of a startled fawn, quickly averted, not daring to look directly into Nan Yifeng's deep and burning eyes.

She bit her lip tightly, trying her best to calm the surging emotions within her, and attempted to speak in a seemingly calm yet somewhat cold and distant tone:

"You... why did you suddenly come out of the ward? Couldn't you have stayed a little longer to keep your mother company? After all, she's lying alone in the hospital bed right now and needs someone by her side the most!"

Nan Yifeng's face remained expressionless: "You think I wanted to come? She asked me to take you, otherwise she would have made a scene and threatened to hang herself, which I couldn't handle. Let's go, I'll go with you."

Hearing Nan Yifeng's words, which were tinged with helplessness and impatience, Nan Weiwei felt a surge of inexplicable anger.

She turned her head sharply, staring straight at Nan Yifeng, her eyes full of stubbornness and dissatisfaction, and said coldly, "Who cares if you take me? I can go by myself. Besides, your mother isn't really going to throw a tantrum or threaten suicide. Don't use that as an excuse."

Nan Yifeng remained expressionless, as if Nan Weiwei's anger was nothing to him.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, casually put his hands in his pockets, and said unhurriedly, "Don't try to be brave. Look at yourself now, wearing slippers and shivering from the cold. How are you going to get the jewelry? Walk there? By the time you get there, it will be dark."

Nan Weiwei was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.

She subconsciously looked down at herself, and indeed, she looked extremely disheveled. Her slippers were rubbing her heels raw, and her thin clothes offered no protection against the biting wind. But she still stubbornly insisted, "That's none of your business. I have my own way of handling things."

Nan Yifeng sighed helplessly, his tone softening slightly: "Alright, stop fooling around. Since my mom asked me to take you, I have to do what she asked me to do. Besides, I didn't come here specifically to take you; I just happened to have something to do and was just passing by."

Nan Weiwei listened to his explanation and her anger subsided a little, but she still didn't want to compromise so easily.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay then, but let me make this clear first, I'm only taking your car to pick up the jewelry, I don't mean anything by it."

Nan Yifeng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile: "I know, hurry up and get in the car, don't dawdle."

As he spoke, he walked around to the other side of the car and opened the passenger door.

Nan hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down.

The car slowly started and drove towards the place where the jewelry was to be picked up. The atmosphere inside the car was a little awkward. The two of them remained silent, with only the car's music playing softly.

On the way...