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

Chapter 1514 The Taker

Xu Xiaoxiao's big watery eyes flickered, as if hiding two clear springs. At this moment, she was looking at Fu Yanchen pitifully. Her voice was as soft as a sticky rice cake, and she said coquettishly: "Fu Yanchen, just a little bit, just a little bit, is it not okay? Just boil it a little bit and it will be fine."

It looked like a kitten craving for candy, and people couldn't bear to refuse it.

Fu Yanchen frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry. After all, Xu Xiaoxiao was pregnant, and he was really worried about her eating something too spicy.

But looking at her pitiful little appearance, his heart couldn't help but soften. If he didn't give her food, she would probably make a fuss all day.

After a moment's silence, he sighed softly, as if he had made up his mind, and then carefully helped her dip two slices of beef in Nan Weiwei's red soup, his movements as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure.

After cooking, he gently placed the beef in Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl and gently reminded her, "The doctor said you can't eat it. Just a little bit will be fine."

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the beef in the bowl, and her eyes instantly lit up like twinkling stars in the night sky.

She couldn't wait to pick up a piece of beef, put it in her mouth, and took a bite. A satisfied look appeared on her face, and she mumbled incoherently: "Well, just one bite, one bite, hehe."

The satisfied little expression is like receiving the most precious gift in the world.

Under Fu Yanchen's "supervision", Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to have her appetite opened today, and she had a full meal for the first time since she became pregnant.

Every bite she took felt like she was tasting the most delicious food in the world, with happiness shining in her eyes.

I don’t know if it was the lively atmosphere that infected her, or the deliciousness in the red soup was so tempting, but her appetite was inexplicably good. She ate one bowl after another, and it was so delicious.

Fu Yanchen saw that she was eating so happily. Although he was still a little worried, he couldn't help but reveal a doting smile on his face.

From time to time, he helped Xu Xiaoxiao wipe the oil stains from the corners of her mouth. His gentle movements seemed as if he was protecting a delicate flower.

The whole hot pot restaurant was filled with the sweet and warm atmosphere between them.

The people nearby looked at the sweet and heartwarming interaction between Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao, and felt as if their mouths were forced to be filled with a handful of "sweet dog food", which really made them feel a little "indigestible".

Nan pouted slightly, pretending to be pitiful, but her eyes turned cunningly, and she said loudly to Nan Yifeng: "Nan Yifeng, help me rinse it."

The tone of her voice was as if Nan Yifeng was not her boyfriend, but a hot pot waiter who served her specifically.

Nan Yifeng was dipping a piece of beef in the red soup. When he heard Nan Weiwei's words, he paused for a moment. The memory of Nan Weiwei complaining that his beef was too tough just now flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but mutter, "Who complained that my beef was too tough just now? Now they're ordering me around."

But even though he thought so, his hands seemed to be out of control. He still obediently picked up the piece of freshly cooked beef and put it into the bowl in front of Nan Weiwei. He said in a helpless and doting tone: "Okay, Miss, eat it. I promise it won't be old this time."

He looked like a henpecked husband who was completely controlled by his girlfriend.

Nan Weiwei looked at the beef cooked by Nan Yifeng in the bowl, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a triumphant smile, but she still deliberately criticized it and said, "Humph, this is okay. If it's any older, I won't eat it."

After saying that, she took a bite of beef with great relish. Her satisfied expression seemed to be declaring that she had won this "hot pot battle".

When the people around saw this scene, they all burst into laughter. The already bustling hot pot restaurant was now filled with laughter. The warm and joyful atmosphere seemed to be able to dispel the cold of winter.

Nan Weiwei's mischievous eyes rolled around, with a mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth. Like a little matchmaker, she began to "matchmake" between Lu Feng and Xiaomei.

She tapped the edge of the bowl lightly with her chopsticks and shouted at the top of her voice, "Lu Feng, help Xiaomei with the beef."

The sound was clear and loud, instantly attracting the attention of the people around. Everyone looked at Lu Feng and Xiaomei with interest, as if expecting a romantic interaction.

Xiaomei was originally concentrating on picking up the vegetables in front of her, but when she heard Nan Weiwei's words, her hands suddenly stopped moving, and her cheeks instantly flushed, like the gorgeous sunset in the sky.

She quickly waved her hands, shaking her head like a rattle, and repeatedly said, "No, no, I can do it myself."

There was a hint of shyness and panic in her tone, and her eyes were evasive, not daring to look Lu Feng in the eye.

Lu Feng looked at Xiaomei's panic, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

He didn't force Xiaomei, but nodded very gentlemanly and said, "Okay, then be careful...it's hot."

After saying that, he continued to rinse the ingredients in his bowl, but occasionally he would secretly look up and observe Nan Weiwei, the little matchmaker, out of the corner of his eye.

The hot pot restaurant is still bustling with activity, steam rising, various ingredients rolling in the pot, and emitting an enticing aroma.

Nan Weiwei's "matchmaking" was like adding fuel to the lively atmosphere, making the whole scene even more interesting.

After the three girls had eaten and drunk their fill, they walked to the bathroom hand in hand.

People were coming and going in the aisles of the hot pot restaurant, and the lively noise was surging around like a tide.

As Nan Weiwei walked, she looked back in the direction of Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen was still sitting in his original position, his eyes closely following Xu Xiaoxiao's back, as if he was afraid that Xu Xiaoxiao would suddenly disappear.

Nan Weiwei suddenly burst out laughing, turned to Xu Xiaoxiao and Xiaomei, and said with a teasing look on her face, "I thought Fu Yanchen, the devil, would even follow me to the bathroom. Look how cautious he is, like an old hen protecting her cubs. In the past, he was a decisive and ruthless man in the business world, but now he's a completely different person. From the way he acts now, it seems like he treats you like a rare treasure, holding you in his mouth for fear of it melting, and holding you in his hands for fear of it falling."

Xiaomei couldn't help but giggle after hearing this, and echoed, "That's true. Just now when we were eating, I was stunned by how attentive he was. Xiaoxiao, you really have fallen into a honey pot."

Xu Xiaoxiao's cheeks turned red because of what they said, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, shy yet with a bit of sweetness.

She glared at Nan Weiwei lightly and said angrily, "Don't tease me, he's just a little nervous lately."

But the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and his heart felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

The three girls walked into the bathroom while talking and laughing. Their cheerful laughter echoed in the bathroom, as if conveying this happiness and sweetness to every corner.

After going to the bathroom, the area in front of the sink was bright, and the mirror reflected Xu Xiaoxiao's face, which was somewhat comfortable and satisfied.

As soon as she gracefully put her hand under the faucet, the sensor faucet seemed to sense her arrival and water gushed out happily.

However, at this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao felt without any preparation that her arm was tightly grasped by a powerful force and was pulled violently!

This sudden force was like a bolt of lightning, instantly penetrating her body and causing her to completely lose her balance.

Her body swayed involuntarily, as if she would fall to the ground at any moment.

At the same time, the water, which was originally flowing rapidly, was like a group of naughty elves, taking this opportunity to jump and splash happily.

A few naughty drops of water, as if deliberately teasing Xu Xiaoxiao, splashed right onto her light-colored coat.

The moment those drops of water touched the coat, they spread quickly on the fabric as if under a spell, forming a small, light water stain.

Although the water stain is not big, it is particularly obvious on the light-colored coat, like a small flaw that destroys the original neatness and beauty of the coat.

Nan Weiwei became unhappy when she saw Xu Xiaoxiao almost fall. She frowned slightly and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. She turned around quickly and was about to question him, but found that the man was holding Xu Xiaoxiao.

Nan Weiwei,,,,what's going on?,,,

"Xu Xiaoxiao! I didn't expect to see you here. I heard you were in jail. Are you okay? I see you're doing well now. I also heard about what happened between you and Mo Jinghan. Are you married?"

The man spat out a series of words like a machine gun, with a hint of excitement and curiosity in his voice.

When talking about going to jail, Xu Xiaoxiao's expression changed instantly. A hint of dimness flashed in her eyes, which were originally smiling, like sunshine covered by dark clouds.

But she soon regained her composure, but there was a hint of alienation in her eyes. She gently pushed away the person holding her and asked lightly, "Do we know each other?"

When the visitor heard this, he showed a surprised expression on his face, then smiled and said, "I'm Anya, a high school classmate. Have you forgotten? We even participated in the school's art performance together back then."

Xu Xiaoxiao listened, narrowed her eyes slightly, and tried to search the depths of her memory for the name and the corresponding face. After a while, she seemed to have finally found the lost pearl from the treasure house of her memory.

A subtle understanding suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, which seemed to be mixed with a bit of ridicule.

"Anya, hehe," Xu Xiaoxiao said softly, revealing an elusive emotion in her voice, "I never thought that after all these years, you're still so gossipy."

There was a hint of joking in his words, as if he had already known about Anya's characteristics and was just pointing it out at this moment.

Then, Xu Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, as if observing Anya's reaction, and then continued, "Your habit of prying into other people's affairs hasn't changed at all."

Anya crossed her arms over her chest, a look of almost gossipy excitement on her lips, her eyes gleaming with inquiry. She continued relentlessly, "We're classmates, aren't we? Besides, you're so famous, I have to know. It's said that you hit Lu Jingjing with your car. That's the Lu family, they're incredibly powerful, yet you're fine. Did Mo Jinghan take care of everything for you? You two must be together, right? After all, with such a big incident, how could anyone else get away with it?"

His tone was filled with gossip and curiosity, as if he would not stop until he dug out some explosive news from Xu Xiaoxiao.

When Nan Weiwei heard this, her heart skipped a beat, fearing that Anya would say something excessive or do something bad to Xiaoxiao.

Like an old hen protecting her calves, she immediately stepped forward and pulled Xu Xiaoxiao tightly to her side, her eyes full of vigilance and dissatisfaction.

She glared at Anya and said loudly, "She has nothing to do with Mo Jinghan. That bitch is not worthy of our Xiaoxiao. Hey, do you know who Xiaoxiao's husband is? You don't know! I'll scare you to death if I tell you."

"Xiaoxiao's husband is Fu Yanchen. You like to pry into other people's gossip so much, so you should be familiar with who Fu Yanchen is, right?"

The arrangement,,,, is indeed not unfamiliar.

"Haha, Fu Yanchen is a powerful figure in the business world, and his words are final. His methods and abilities are not comparable to ordinary people. If I had contacted you four years ago, I would have invited you to their wedding banquet. Oh, but it's okay, you can attend their second child's full moon banquet in a few months. Don't worry about it here and make random guesses."

Nan Weiwei's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Anya's curiosity directly. At the same time, it also seemed to be supporting Xu Xiaoxiao, letting Anya know that Xu Xiaoxiao now has a strong backing and it is not something she can inquire about casually.

Xu Xiaoxiao stood beside Nan Weiwei, feeling a warm feeling in her heart. She looked at Nan Weiwei with gratitude, then raised her head slightly, with a calm and composed look in her eyes, and looked at Anya quietly.

Anya curled her lips, a sharp and sarcastic "tsk tsk" sound on her face, her eyes full of contempt and provocation. She glanced at Xu Xiaoxiao and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Fu Yanchen... The dignified CEO Fu actually married a woman with a prison record and an unclear relationship with Mo Jinghan. He's just a scapegoat."

The tone was as if he knew some huge secret and was judging others from a superior position.

When Nan Weiwei heard this, she instantly became furious, her eyes widened in anger, and her whole body was on fire, like a lit firecracker.

She put her hands on her hips, took a step in front of Anya, almost getting in her face, and shouted, "Who are you calling the scapegoat? What kind of bullshit is this?! Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here? Are you here to pick a fight?! Who asked you to come? I think you just can't stand seeing others doing well, and you came here deliberately to disgust people."

Nan Weiwei's voice was loud and urgent, echoing in the bathroom. Many people around were attracted by the movement here and cast curious glances.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently pulled the corner of Nan Weiwei's clothes, signaling her not to get too excited, but the expression on her face also turned cold, and her eyes were filled with displeasure and anger as she stared straight at Anya.

Anya,,,,