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

Chapter 1656 The 5 is Gone

At this moment, Nan Weiwei, who had originally been determined to leave, turned back.

Her steps were hurried, her hair was slightly disheveled in the wind, and her face still carried lingering anger, like a little lion that had been provoked but had turned back to fight again.

As Nan Yifeng sat inside the Rolls-Royce, his previously dim eyes instantly lit up, and an overwhelming joy welled up in his heart.

A slight smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he began to fantasize: Had Weiwei come back because she had come to her senses and wanted to reconcile with him? After all, they had so many wonderful memories together, those sweet times they had spent together—how could he possibly forget them so easily?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He even started to plan in his mind how to ask for reconciliation so that Nan Weiwei could change her mind.

However, reality slapped him hard in the face once again.

Nan Weiwei walked straight to the door of his Rolls-Royce, her eyes burning with anger. Without hesitation, she raised her foot and kicked the door hard.

A loud bang pierced the silent air, as if it were Nan Weiwei's powerful rebuttal to Nan Yifeng's vicious words.

Nan Yifeng... he's overthinking it.

Nan Weiwei shouted loudly, "Nan Yifeng, I'm warning you, don't talk like you're farting."

"Oh... how should I say it? Teach me."

Nan Weiwei said, "Next time, if you talk nonsense again, you'll end up like this car door! I'll kick you to death, kick your manhood off."

The voice was filled with determination and anger, which sent a chill down Nan Yifeng's spine.

Nan Yifeng was taken aback by Nan Weiwei's actions, but he quickly regained his nonchalant demeanor.

He raised an eyebrow at Nan Wei, a mocking smile on his lips, and said, "OK, that's fine. Just remember not to kick the car door next time. This car is really expensive; if you break it, the repair costs will be considerable. If you want to vent your anger, you don't have to pay to kick me, and you can only do so if you can actually reach me."

"But don't kick that thing. What if we make up in the future? You... you'll still need it, won't you?"

His tone was so relaxed, as if nothing had happened, but only he knew that a bitter taste was spreading in his heart.

Nan Weiwei rolled her eyes in anger after hearing Nan Yifeng's words. She was too lazy to waste any more words on this scoundrel and turned to leave without hesitation.

Her steps were firm and resolute, each step feeling like it was treading on Nan Yifeng's heart, causing him a heart-wrenching pain.

Nan Yifeng sat in the car, quietly watching Nan Weiwei's figure gradually disappear.

His figure appeared somewhat lonely and forlorn in the afterglow of the setting sun, just like his mood at that moment.

He sighed softly, the sigh seeming to carry endless sorrow and pain.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, forming an indescribable smile, but this smile seemed so bitter and desolate.

His deep eyes were filled with an undisguised helplessness and a profound sense of loss, like the dimmest star in the night sky.

He stood there quietly, gazing into the distance with a lost and helpless look in his eyes, silently wondering, "Weiwei, will there be a next time between us...?" This question weighed heavily on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Recalling the wonderful times they spent together, those sweet memories flooded his mind like a tide, but now all that remained was endless pain and bitterness.

They loved each other so deeply, so why did fate push them to this point?

He couldn't help but begin to doubt the power of love. Could it really overcome all difficulties and bring two hearts back together? However, reality was cruel and merciless. They had drifted further and further apart, like two parallel lines that could never intersect.

"When will we meet again?" he murmured to himself, his voice filled with helplessness and despair.

Perhaps I will never have the chance to see her again. The woman who once accompanied me and gave me warmth and care has now become an unattainable dream.

Is this relationship really going to end so tragically? No! He was unwilling to give up, unwilling to let this love drift away with the wind.

But how can he salvage the situation now that he's in such a predicament?

His mother told him that Nan Weiwei had come over, so he rushed over today.

But... given Weiwei's attitude now... he didn't want to believe it, yet he had no choice but to face this cruel reality.

The air inside the car seemed to become oppressive, making it hard for him to breathe.

He sighed deeply, started the car, and slowly drove away from this place that had saddened him.

Over there, the emotional entanglement between Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei remained a tangled mess, impossible to unravel. There was no sign of reconciliation between them, and a subtly oppressive atmosphere permeated the air.

Meanwhile, Fu Yanchen unexpectedly found himself in a new predicament.

Xu Xiaoxiao's aunt was originally a greedy and short-sighted person.

When she received the five million from Fu Yanchen, she pretended to be satisfied and grateful, but in her heart, she felt more and more cheated.

She sat in the spacious but somewhat shabby living room, legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from her lips, her eyes gleaming with boundless greed. She muttered, "Hmph, I should have asked for a hundred million. How could someone as shrewd as me only ask for so little? What a huge loss!" Her demeanor suggested that five million was nothing more than a pile of worthless paper in her eyes.

Feeling extremely resentful, she decided to indulge herself to make up for the large sum of money she had "lost."

She dressed up carefully, wearing the so-called limited edition clothes she had found in an unknown little shop. Although the style was a bit outdated and the fabric was not high-end, she felt good about herself, as if she were the darling of the fashion world.

She carried the "limited edition" bag she bought from a street stall; the zipper on the bag was already a bit rusty, but she was completely unaware of it and swaggered out of her house.

She arrived at the upscale club and was immediately drawn in by its luxurious decor and lively atmosphere.

She was like a naive groundhog, looking around with wide eyes.

I walked straight to the cosmetics counter, and my mouth was practically watering as I looked at those international brand cosmetics.

Regardless of whether it suited her or not, she picked up those expensive cosmetics and started applying them to her face, saying to herself with self-satisfaction, "Look, using high-end cosmetics makes all the difference. I look several years younger instantly."

Next, she went to pick out clothes and bags. She took a fancy to an expensive dress, and regardless of whether it fit her or not, she insisted that the sales assistant wrap it up for her.

The waiter, though somewhat disdainful of her rustic appearance, still served her with a smile. She then picked out a so-called limited edition bag, paying for it without batting an eye, as if the five million was more than she could ever spend.

At the club, she also gets a spa treatment every day, enjoying comfortable massages and luxurious services.

She lay on the massage bed, eyes closed, and said with a look of enjoyment, "This is what a human life should be like. I've really wasted my life before."

Later, she saw those wealthy ladies playing mahjong in the club, and their leisurely demeanor filled her with envy. So she went over and humbly asked them how to play mahjong.

The wealthy women initially looked down on her, but seeing her enthusiasm and eagerness to learn, they gradually taught her.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaoxiao's aunt was quite "talented" and learned it in just a few days, and even played it quite well.

One day, a mahjong friend said to her mysteriously, "Sister, I know a great place where the mahjong is incredibly exciting, and you can even make a lot of money there. Do you want to come with me and check it out?"

When Xu Xiaoxiao's aunt heard that she could make a lot of money, her eyes lit up. Without thinking twice, she followed her mahjong partner to the underground casino.

Upon entering the underground casino, the dim lighting, noisy atmosphere, and pervasive smell of smoke made her feel somewhat uncomfortable, but she was quickly drawn in by the mountains of chips piled up on the gambling tables and the excited shouts of the people.

She couldn't wait to join the gambling. At first, she won a few rounds and was overjoyed, thinking she was about to become a millionaire.

But gradually, her luck got worse and worse, and she lost miserably.

She was unwilling to accept defeat, so she gambled more and more as she lost, and before long, five million was gone in no time.

When she looked at her empty hands, she suddenly realized what a huge mistake she had made.

She panicked and wandered around the casino like a headless fly, muttering repeatedly, "It's all over, what am I going to do?"

Finally, the first person she thought of was Fu Yanchen. She figured that Fu Yanchen was so rich, he definitely wouldn't care about such a small amount of money. So she rushed to find him, and as soon as she saw him, she knelt down with a thud, hugged his legs, and cried and wailed:

"Mr. Fu, you have to save me! I've been scammed, and all five million is gone. Please give me some more money, or I won't be able to live." She looked so pitiful, as if she were the victim herself.

Fu Yanchen's anger was like a volcano about to erupt, burning fiercely and uncontrollably.

He had secretly sent people to investigate this woman's whereabouts long ago. Now, facing Xu Xiaoxiao's aunt's clumsy performance, a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, his voice as cold as ice shards in the dead of winter:

"Heh, you're a victim? Your so-called victim is someone who spends recklessly in high-end places, squandering money like water, buying those so-called limited edition clothes and bags as if money grows on trees; someone who goes to spas every day, enjoying luxurious services that don't belong to them, treating themselves like a pampered rich lady; someone who goes gambling, losing everything at the gambling table, throwing away that five million like a piece of waste paper?"

Aunt Xu Xiaoxiao never expected that Fu Yanchen knew everything about her. It was as if she had been stripped naked in public. Her face instantly showed an extremely embarrassed expression. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't say a word for a while. After a long while, she stammered out a few words: "You...you investigated me?" Her voice was trembling and guilty.

Fu Yanchen crossed his arms, his eyes filled with disdain and disgust, and said coldly, "I know people like you better than anyone. Once you've tasted the sweetness of getting something for nothing, you'll never get used to living a down-to-earth life again. Like a greedy bloodsucker, you'll only keep taking, and you'll never be able to fill that bottomless pit of desire."

Seeing that her scheme had been exposed, Aunt Xu Xiaoxiao was flustered but still unwilling to give up. She knelt down and hugged Fu Yanchen's legs tightly, tears and snot streaming down her face as she cried pitifully.

"Now that Mr. Fu knows the whole truth, please be merciful and give me another chance to turn over a new leaf, okay?"

"Please consider this your mercy and assistance. Believe me, this will be the last time. After this, I will definitely wash my hands of this business and never set foot here again! Please put your mind at ease. If I dare to repeat the same mistake, I am willing to be severely punished by heaven, struck by lightning and shattered to pieces, never to be reincarnated!"

After saying this, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Her pitiful appearance was like that of a wounded fawn, making people almost believe that she had completely repented.

Lin Nuo, standing to the side, looked disgusted.

Fu Yanchen's brows furrowed tightly, like two unyielding hills, his eyes revealing deep suspicion and disgust. He coldly retorted, "A gambler's oath, ha! How can you so easily believe it! Gamblers all say that. When you were addicted to the casino, did you ever have the slightest thought of upholding your so-called oath? Now that you're in dire straits and have nowhere to turn, you dare to try to deceive me with that illusory oath? It's utterly delusional!"

Seeing that Fu Yanchen remained unmoved, Aunt Xu Xiaoxiao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She quickly added, "Of course you can believe me. I swear on my family's name that if I gamble again, may my whole family suffer!" A resolute look flashed in her eyes, but a hint of hope was hidden within that resolute look.

Fu Yanchen sneered, his laughter filled with mockery and contempt: "Heh, your family? What reputation does your family have? Your family's honor has long been ruined by your greedy and shameless behavior. I originally thought that you would live a good life with this money, do some small business or something. Even if you didn't do business, five million would be enough for your family of three to live a peaceful life. I never expected that, heh, you wouldn't do business, but instead gamble."

I'm not giving you this money so you can gamble it away and squander it! I genuinely hope you can live a stable, healthy, and positive life! After all, we have some kind of relationship. If it were anyone else, even if they pitifully begged me for money, I probably wouldn't agree!

"To be honest, the only reason I'm giving you such a large sum of money is because of what you said about Aunt Xiaoxiao. I don't want to hold your extortion against you, and I don't want the old lady to die with regrets. She was so caring and loving towards Xiaoxiao when she was alive! So, out of consideration for that, I reluctantly agreed to give you this money to help your family!"

"But you used it as evidence that I was weak and could be bullied, and used it to blackmail me time and time again. Did you really think I had no temper and could be manipulated by you?"

His voice grew louder and louder, as if he wanted to unleash all the anger in his heart.

Aunt Xu Xiaoxiao...