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

Chapter 1724 Match Postponed

The next day.

Nan Weiwei stared at the incomplete design draft on the computer screen, her temples throbbing with pain.

The blank area was glaringly obvious; that was the part Xiaomei was in charge of, and it's still a mess to this day.

time does not wait.

If this drags on any longer, it won't just be her problem anymore.

She took a deep breath, picked up her phone, her finger hovering over Lu Feng's name, but hesitated to press the button.

frank.

Admit that you have problems, admit that you are incompetent, and admit that you can't even manage a partner.

This was even more painful for Nan Weiwei than being directly eliminated.

But now that things have come to this, is there any other way but to bow down, admit our mistakes, and beg for leniency?

She had already rehearsed the conversation in her mind.

"Lu Fang, senior... I'm sorry, our manuscript... might be ruined."

And then what? How will Lu Feng respond? Will he hang up the phone in disappointment, or will he formally announce that they're fired?

Regardless of the reason, Nan Weiwei has completely lost face.

Just as she made up her mind and was about to press the call button, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

Caller ID: Landwind.

Nan Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into her mind.

Did he find out? Or was he so impatient that he called to urge him personally?

Her palms were sweating as she swished to answer the call.

"Hey, Senior Lu, I...."

Lu Feng's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, revealing no emotion.

"Weiwei, I have something to tell you."

"Due to some uncontrollable reasons, it is said that after discussion, the organizing committee decided to postpone the submission deadline for this competition by half a month."

what?

For a moment, Nan Weiwei's mind went blank.

She even suspected that she was hallucinating due to excessive stress.

"You...you mean...postponing it for half a month?"

“Yes.” Lu Feng’s answer was brief and affirmative. “They will be notified that the email will be sent to your inbox later. Please check your inbox.”

The phone hangs up.

Nan Weiwei was still holding her phone, standing there blankly.

A few seconds later, a surge of overwhelming ecstasy overwhelmed her tense nerves.

saved!

They were saved!

She slumped into the chair, letting out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away.

Half a month!

This is like a godsend!

Her first thought was to tell Xiaomei the good news.

Nan Weiwei immediately found Xiaomei's number and dialed it, but all she heard was that cold, mechanical female voice.

"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Half of the joy was instantly extinguished.

It's always like this.

Nan hung up the phone in slight annoyance and shook her head.

What on earth is Xiaomei up to lately?

She couldn't sit still any longer, grabbed her car keys, and rushed out the door.

hospital.

The smell of disinfectant filled the air. Xu Xiaoxiao leaned against the hospital bed, looking quite well.

She wasn't surprised at all when Nan Weiwei barged in so energetically.

"What's wrong? You look so rushed. Did you submit the design draft?"

Nan Weiwei plopped down on the chair by the bed and told him everything that had just happened.

"You have no idea, I was terrified! But then things took a dramatic turn, and the deadline was actually postponed! You know that...."

Xu Xiaoxiao listened quietly, watching the relief on her sister's face, but she didn't share her joy.

She keenly grasped the key point.

"Where's Xiaomei? We can't get in touch with her now?"

When Xiaomei was mentioned, Nan Weiwei's smile, which had just begun to rise, vanished again.

"Don't even mention it, I can't get through on the phone at all. Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with her lately? She seems distracted, she's not working properly on her designs, she's just acting strange."

Nan Weiwei became increasingly angry as she spoke, "If the organizing committee hadn't suddenly postponed the event, we would have been really ruined by her this time!"

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at her with a calm scrutiny in her eyes.

She could clearly see that Nan Weiwei's anxiety and exhaustion were written all over her face, and there were even faint dark circles under her eyes.

This older sister always shoulders everything herself.

Xu Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke.

“Weiwei, have you ever thought that we can’t keep waiting for her like this?”

Nan Wei was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you should design one yourself too."

Xu Xiaoxiao's suggestion was direct and sharp.

"Don't put all your hopes on Xiaomei's part. What if... I mean, what if she still messes up in the end? What will you do then?"

Nan Weiwei had considered this possibility, but she subconsciously avoided it.

After all, they are partners and friends who have been through a lot together.

But Xu Xiaoxiao's words were like a scalpel, precisely dissecting the reality she dared not face.

"But... I don't really understand the part that I'm responsible for."

“If you don’t understand, you can learn, you can ask.” Xu Xiaoxiao straightened up a bit, looking at her intently. “You can come to the hospital, and we can discuss it together. It’s better than you worrying alone or betting your future on an uncertain person. After all, I… can ask Fu Yanchen. His company participates in this kind of competition every year and wins the championship every year.”

These words enlightened Nan Weiwei.

Yes.

We can't put all our hopes on Xiaomei.

We were lucky this time; the organizing committee postponed it.

What about next time?

If it weren't for this stroke of good luck, they would have been eliminated by now.

She never wanted to experience that suffocating feeling of being on the verge of despair again.

Nan Weiwei's eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination.

She can't continue to be so passive.

"Xiaoxiao, you're right."

She stood up, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden, or as if she had taken on a new responsibility.

"I can't wait any longer."

Xu Xiaoxiao smiled with relief, picked up a sketchbook and a pen from the bedside table, and handed them to her.

"Then let's not waste our time."

Nan Weiwei took the notebook, feeling the rough texture of the paper against her fingertips.

Xu Xiaoxiao pointed to the blank page.

"Start now, draw out your ideas."

Nan Weiwei...