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

Chapter 1556: Housework

"slight,,,"

Before Nan Weiwei could react, she saw Jiang Ling's eyes quickly turn red, filled with crystal tears, as if they were about to burst out in the next second.

At this moment, Jiang Ling took a big step forward without hesitation like a flash of lightning.

Her body rushed straight towards Nan Weiwei like an arrow.

As she took this step, Jiang Ling's whole body lost balance, as if she would fall to the ground in the next moment.

However, she did not stop, but continued to rush forward until her body was completely in Nan Weiwei's arms.

Nan Weiwei was startled by Jiang Ling's sudden action. Before she could even react, she felt Jiang Ling's warm body pressed tightly against her.

Jiang Ling's hands were like iron clamps, tightly holding Nan Weiwei, as if she was afraid that if she let go, Nan Weiwei would disappear like smoke.

Nan Weiwei could clearly feel Jiang Ling's heartbeat, which was so violent that it seemed to be about to burst through her chest.

She could also feel Jiang Ling's body trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of something.

Nan Weiwei, what happened to my aunt?

"Weiwei, I'm so sorry! After careful consideration, I finally realized that this is all my fault! I'm a complete fool!"

Jiang Ling's voice was filled with tears, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of her heart, full of regret and self-blame.

Her head was buried in Nan Weiwei's shoulder, and her body was twitching slightly due to emotional excitement.

Nan Weiwei was somewhat bewildered by Jiang Ling's sudden action. She subconsciously patted Jiang Ling's back and said gently, "Aunt, what's wrong? Don't be anxious, talk slowly."

Jiang Ling sniffed, trying to calm herself down a little, but her voice was still choked with sobs:

"I really shouldn't have made you worry about me all the time! Generally speaking, it's the elders who worry about the children, but in our family, it's the complete opposite. You've silently sacrificed so much for me and this family, and what about me? I'm so stupid and so naive."

"How do you find time to care for me and take care of me in such a busy life? Not only are you busy with work, but you also have to deal with all kinds of household chores, yet you never complain. You always silently bear everything, and with your warm embrace and endless love, you tolerate all my faults and shortcomings."

"And me? I'm always so willful and ignorant. I often lose my temper with you over trivial matters, and sometimes even say hurtful things to you."

"Every time I see you sad, my heart feels like it's been stabbed by a needle. I really regret why I couldn't be more sensible and think more about you."

Having said this, Jiang Ling could no longer control her tears, which flowed down her cheeks and wet Nan Weiwei's shoulders.

She continued, "Just for a man, a liar at that, to you. Chen Donghai... he's a complete liar. Not only did he cheat on me emotionally, he even tried to steal my money. I was so bewildered at the time that I actually believed his lies. And because of him, I got angry with you and caused you so much injustice."

Nan Weiwei felt a pang of sadness when she heard Jiang Ling's words.

She knew that Jiang Ling had had a hard time these days and had been deceived by Chen Donghai. She was very relieved that she could figure it out now.

Comforting her, "Aunt, it's all in the past. Let's not talk about those unhappy things."

Jiang Ling shook her head vigorously, took out a bank card from her pocket, and handed it to Nan Weiwei with trembling hands:

"Weiwei, this is my savings over the years, a full one million. You must accept it. If you don't, I'll feel terribly guilty. You've given so much for me, and I've never properly repaid you. Consider this money a token of my appreciation for you, a small token of compensation."

The voice was a little low, and seemed to carry a hint of indescribable emotion.

Nan Weiwei looked at the bank card with mixed feelings. She knew what the one million meant to Jiang Ling. It was her years of hard work and savings.

She quickly pushed the bank card back and said, "Aunt, I can't take your money. We are a family, and we should help each other. You were cheated by Chen Donghai before, and you must be in need of money now. Keep it for yourself and live a good life."

Jiang Ling resolutely shoved the bank card into Nan Weiwei's hand, held her hand tightly, and said, "Weiwei, just take it. I've figured it out now. Money can be earned again, but family love can never be regained. You've been so good to me. If I don't do something, I'll feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Nan Weiwei looked at Jiang Ling's determined eyes and knew that she really wanted to make amends to herself.

She thought for a moment and said, "Aunt, I'll keep this money for you. I'll return it to you when you really need it in the future. Now just live your life in peace and forget all the unhappiness before."

Jiang Ling was touched when she heard Nan Weiwei's words. She nodded and said, "Okay, Weiwei, I'll listen to you. I will live a good life in the future and won't let you worry about me anymore."

Nan smiled slightly and nodded, hugging Jiang Ling tightly.

At this time, Nan Yifeng walked out of the bedroom, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

He was still wearing loose pajamas and his hair was a little messy, but his handsome face was still visible.

Seeing Jiang Ling sitting at the dining table, he was stunned at first, then politely called out, "Auntie."

When Jiang Ling heard Nan Yifeng's name, she quickly raised her head, forced a warm smile on her face, and said, "Yifeng, get up, come and have breakfast with us."

Nan Yifeng smiled and nodded, then walked to the dining table and sat down.

At this time, the table was filled with steaming porridge, golden and crispy fried dough sticks, and a few plates of exquisite side dishes, the aroma was fragrant.

The three of them sat together and started to eat breakfast. The sudden presence of another person in the house added a bit of discomfort to the originally relaxed atmosphere, and Nan Yifeng felt particularly uncomfortable.

Normally when he and Nan Weiwei were at home, they were always free and unrestrained, but now with the presence of the elders, he felt a little restrained.

He became very cautious when picking up food, and glanced at Jiang Ling after taking a mouthful of porridge, as if he was afraid that his eating manners were indecent.

Nan Weiwei noticed Nan Yifeng's discomfort, and secretly kicked his feet under the table, signaling him with her eyes to relax.

Nan Yifeng received Nan Weiwei's signal, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

After some difficult chewing and swallowing, Nan Yifeng finally completed the task of breakfast, and he felt a sense of relief.

He stood up quickly and gathered the dishes on the table with nimble movements, as if they were a burden he couldn't wait to get rid of.

Without hesitation, he threw all the dishes into the kitchen sink, making a crisp clash.

Then, he turned to face Nan Weiwei and said anxiously, "Weiwei, I'll wash the dishes when I get back tonight. Time is running out now, so go change your clothes quickly. We still have a lot of things to deal with at the company today."

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, as if he was full of pressure and anticipation for the upcoming work. There was a hint of urgency in his tone, and his eyes looked at the clock on the wall from time to time.

Nan Weiwei looked at the time and saw that it was indeed late. She stood up and said to Jiang Ling, "Aunt, you should have a good rest at home first. If you feel bored, watch TV or something. We will come back to chat with you in the evening."

Jiang Ling smiled and waved her hand, saying, "You guys go and do your own things, don't worry about me. I can take care of myself at home."

Nan nodded slightly, turned and walked into the bedroom to change clothes.

Nan Yifeng stood in the living room, adjusting his tie while waiting for Nan Weiwei.

After a while, Nan Weiwei came out after changing her clothes. She was wearing a simple and capable professional suit, with her hair tied up high, looking energetic and confident.

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He walked forward, gently took Nan Weiwei's hand, and said, "Let's go. Let's not let the company's affairs wait too long."

After saying goodbye to Jiang Ling, the two hurried out of the house.

Jiang Ling stood at the door, watching them leave with a pleased smile on her face. She murmured to herself, "These two children are such a perfect match."

Jiang Ling looked at the direction where Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng left, with a relieved smile on his face.

After the sound of the door closing completely dissipated in the air, she slowly withdrew her gaze and turned to look at the messy kitchen.

At this moment in the kitchen, dishes were piled up in the sink in a mess, with some porridge stains and oil stains still on them. There were also a few uneaten fried dough sticks and some vegetable leaves scattered on the chopping board.

Jiang Ling shook her head slightly, muttering, "How can I wait for you two kids to come back to wash? I'll clean it up before I leave. Can't I just close the door when I leave? You guys are so busy at work, you must be exhausted when you come back..."

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair but slightly rough arms, walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.

The clear water gushed out, hitting the dishes and splashing small water droplets.

Jiang Ling skillfully squeezed a few drops of dishwashing liquid onto the sponge, rubbed it into rich foam, then picked up a bowl and wiped it carefully.

Her movements were gentle and careful, not leaving out any corner, as if she were treating a precious work of art.

The bowl and sponge rub against each other, making a rustling sound, which, together with the gurgling sound of flowing water, creates a warm kitchen symphony.

"These two children are so busy with work, and they still have to worry about things at home."

While washing the dishes, Jiang Ling muttered to herself, "Weiwei is a sensible and considerate girl, and Yifeng is also a good boy. They will definitely have a good future together."

As she thought about it, a smile appeared on Jiang Ling's face again. She placed the clean dishes neatly on the drain rack, watching them sparkle with a clean luster in the sunlight, and her heart was filled with satisfaction.

Then she picked up the rag and began to wipe the chopping board and stove.

The oil stains on the chopping board gradually disappeared under the wiping of the rag, revealing the original clean wood texture; the stains on the stove were also cleaned up bit by bit by her, restoring its smooth appearance.

"Clean up the kitchen so the two kids can feel good when they come back."

While Jiang Ling was busy, he continued, "When they have their own family, I will come over occasionally to help them clean and cook some delicious food to relieve their burden."

In a short while, Jiang Ling had the entire kitchen in perfect order.

The dishes were neatly placed in the cupboard, the chopping board and stove were spotless, and the floor was mopped so clean by her that you could see your reflection in it.

Jiang Ling stood in the middle of the kitchen, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile, "It's done. Now I can leave with peace of mind."

Then she walked out of the kitchen, picked up the garbage at home and took it downstairs. When she reached the door, she looked back at this warm home and gently closed the door.

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The quiet atmosphere in the car was broken by Nan Yifeng's words. He gripped the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the road ahead, and spoke in a steady voice, "By the way, Weiwei... do you know Ye Junhao? When I was packing your things last night, you found his business card in your bag. I thought it was unimportant, so I threw it in the trash can."

Nan Weiwei was originally leaning against the car window, staring at the passing street scene outside the window in a trance. When she heard Nan Yifeng's words, she turned her head and looked at Nan Yifeng with a hint of doubt and indifference on her face:

"Oh, well, actually, I'm not very familiar with him. He passed this thing to me through someone else. I've never even seen him in person, let alone know him. Last time, I was drinking in a bar, and he gave me a bottle of wine... He said it was a special price in the store. I don't know what that means?"

Nan Yifeng,,,,,

Nan Weiwei paused, looking out the window, and continued, "It's that bar I used to frequent. You used to come to my bar every day. I guess he's seen me. Maybe he thinks that giving a bottle of wine occasionally is a kind of reward for being a frequent customer."

Her tone sounded natural and casual, and Nan Yifeng didn't notice anything unusual.

Nan Yifeng frowned slightly, seeming a little skeptical of Nan Weiwei's answer, but he didn't delve into it. He nodded gently and said, "I see. I thought you and him were friends. However, in the future, it's best to avoid too much interaction with people you don't know well. Bars are a mixed bag."

Nan Weiwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Nan Yifeng's words.

She knew that Nan Yifeng was worried about her, so she nodded obediently and said, "I know, I will pay attention next time. Actually, I just go to the bar occasionally to relax, and I won't go there often in the future."

Seeing that Nan Weiwei agreed readily, Nan Yifeng showed a relieved smile on his face.

He reached out his hand, gently touched Nan Weiwei's head, and said, "Be good, I'm doing this for your own good. You're a girl, so be careful."

Nan Weiwei felt a little embarrassed by Nan Yifeng's intimate gesture. Her cheeks flushed slightly. She gently slapped Nan Yifeng's hand away and scolded him, "Drive carefully and don't touch me."

Nan Yifeng smiled, withdrew his hand, and continued to drive attentively.

The car returned to its previous quietness, but the air was filled with a faint warmth and sweetness.

Nan leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, but she was thinking about Ye Junhao.

She knew that she had concealed the fact that Ye Junhao had helped her deal with Chen Donghai. Although it was for her aunt's privacy, she always felt a little guilty.

However, she quickly dismissed the idea. After all, this matter involved her aunt's reputation and feelings, and she couldn't put her aunt in an embarrassing situation because of her momentary frankness.

The car was driving steadily on the road, the scenery outside the window kept changing, but Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng's hearts were closely connected.

Nan Yi Feng,,,,