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

Chapter 1598 Gone

Nan Yifeng's mother tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with understanding and heartache. She sighed softly, her sigh seemingly carrying the helplessness and vicissitudes accumulated over the years.

Then, she slowly raised her hand and patted Nan Yifeng's strong shoulder hard, the force of which was full of a mother's concern and expectations for her son. She said, "I know you are busy too. You have to deal with so many tedious things at the company every day, like a spinning top that never stops."

“I don’t want to see your father either. His behavior and temper are really unbearable. How about this, you and Weiwei can come back once a week from now on. It won’t be too difficult for you. Come back and keep me company, and let this family have more warmth.”

Nan Yifeng was slightly taken aback, then nodded gently, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, and said, "Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you. I'll come back once a week from now on."

His voice was deep and firm, as if he were making an important promise to his mother.

After the mother and son finished speaking, they went downstairs to the reception room. In the spacious and bright reception room, the crystal chandelier emitted a soft light, which reflected on the exquisite furniture, making it look exceptionally luxurious.

However, at this moment, Nan Yifeng's gaze was drawn to a figure—Li Shanshan was still there playing with the dog.

She wore a light blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements, like a butterfly dancing gracefully.

She would sometimes crouch down and gently stroke the dog's head, and sometimes hold the dog in her arms, her face beaming with a sweet smile.

But to Nan Yifeng, that smile seemed incredibly hypocritical and pretentious.

He frowned, inwardly thinking: This woman is shameless. She knows perfectly well she's unwelcome, yet she refuses to leave.

Nan Yifeng's mother stood to the side, observing Nan Yifeng's expression. She cleared her throat discreetly, a faint smile on her face, and said to Li Shanshan:

"Shanshan, look, it's almost noon already, I'm so sorry~ Actually, I do have some things I need to take care of myself around noon. These are very important and urgent family matters, but I can't leave them unattended! So I really can't keep you any longer, please forgive me! But don't worry, Yifeng is leaving here anyway, let him give you a ride! That way it's both safe and convenient, isn't that the best of both worlds?"

The mother's voice was gentle and proper, without a single flaw.

Upon hearing his mother's words, Nan Yifeng felt a surge of reluctance.

He wished he could turn around and leave immediately, leaving Li Shanshan alone here.

But reason told him he couldn't do that, since his mother had already spoken, and he didn't want to be too disrespectful in front of her.

Despite the immense resistance and resentment that filled him, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed, as if each word required tremendous effort to utter.

Finally, those two words, as if forced out, were squeezed out from between his teeth—his tone filled with disgust and helplessness.

When Li Shanshan heard what Nan Yifeng's mother said, a subtle smile instantly bloomed on her beautiful face.

A warm current seemed to surge into her heart, making her secretly delighted—this feeling was like a cool breeze suddenly blowing on a hot summer day; or like discovering an oasis in a long-parched desert, bringing immense joy! And what was right in front of her at this moment was undoubtedly such a long-awaited, rare, and heaven-sent opportunity!

She quickly stood up, gently placed the dog on the ground, and her face was full of smiles, as bright as blooming flowers.

A sweet smile played on her lips as she spoke softly, "Well... dear godmother, I'll be leaving now! But don't worry, I'll definitely come to visit you and godfather again in a few days~ So in the meantime, please take good care of yourselves! After all, health is the most important thing! If you need any help or want to chat, feel free to call me anytime, hehe~"

As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Nan Yifeng, her eyes filled with provocation and smugness.

Then, with light steps, she followed Nan Yifeng out of the house.

As Nan Yifeng's figure gradually disappeared from sight, his mother stood quietly in place, her gaze seemingly still following the direction her son had gone, unwilling to look away for a long time.

Everything around her seemed so quiet, with only a gentle breeze ruffling a few strands of hair at her temples.

She tilted her head slightly and sighed deeply, a sigh filled with helplessness and loneliness, as if she were hiding a bellyful of unspeakable worries.

Then, she slowly turned around, dragging her somewhat heavy steps, and walked upstairs step by step.

The steps of the stairs made a soft sound under her feet, as if they were telling the story of her complicated feelings at that moment.

As she reached the corner of the stairs, she glanced up and saw her husband standing in the hallway, staring blankly out the window at the floor below, his eyes seemingly filled with a sense of loss.

Nan Yifeng's mother frowned slightly, paused for a moment, then slowly walked to her husband's side. Her tone was calm but carried a hint of barely perceptible resentment as she said, "Stop looking, they've gone far away."

Her voice echoed in the empty corridor, sounding somewhat cold.

Hearing her words, her husband slowly came to his senses, turned his head to look at her, and a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness flashed in his eyes.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then stopped himself.

After a moment of silence, he sighed softly and said, "This child is still so stubborn. I wonder who he takes after." His voice was low and hoarse, as if it carried the vicissitudes of time.

Upon hearing her husband's words, Nan Yifeng's mother's lips curled into a mocking smile. She said, "Who else could he be like? He's just like you. Weren't you the same when you were young? You always followed your own ideas and wouldn't listen to anyone. Now look at you, blaming the child."

Her tone carried a hint of reproach, yet also revealed her understanding and helplessness towards her husband.

The husband was taken aback by his wife's words, a bitter smile appearing on his face. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Sigh, it's all in the past. Now I just hope that this child can live a smooth life and not suffer like we did when we were young."

His eyes revealed a hint of worry and heartache, the most sincere care a father could have for his son.

Hearing her husband's words, Nan Yifeng's mother's resentment dissipated somewhat, and she said, "Yes, we're all old now, and we can't worry about so much anymore. We just hope they can be well and safe."

The couple stood quietly in the corridor, gazing at the empty street below, silently praying for their son...