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

Chapter 1560 Meeting

When the time agreed with Ye Junhao came, Nan Weiwei had not received any message from Ye Junhao at noon, thinking that Ye Junhao should have forgotten about this matter.

At this moment, the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, and a new message came into Nan Weiwei's eyes. It was the address sent by Ye Junhao.

She clicked it gently. The address shown was a bit remote, but the detailed information was clear. She thought that now we live in a society ruled by law, and Ye Junhao should not have any bad intentions.

Nan took a deep breath, but she was still a little nervous when she thought about the appointment she had to keep.

But after all, Ye Junhao had helped her before, and she had to repay him. She didn't want to owe them a favor for no reason. However, she still had to tell Nan Yifeng about going out to eat.

She quickly edited a message to tell Nan Yifeng that she was going out to eat at noon, and did not say that she would eat with Ye Junhao. Not long after the message was sent, Nan Yifeng's reply came. A simple "OK" made Nan Weiwei's heart fall to the ground, as if with Nan Yifeng's consent, she had the courage to face everything.

She packed up simply, put on a decent yet elegant dress, put on some light makeup, and went out to take a taxi to the address given by Ye Junhao.

Along the way, the scenery outside the window kept changing, gradually transitioning from the bustling streets to the somewhat deserted suburbs.

The car drove on the winding road for a long time, and finally, a magnificent private manor appeared in front of Nan Weiwei.

This manor is like a castle hidden in the world. The tall iron gate is solemn and majestic, and the stone pillars on both sides are carved with exquisite patterns, exuding a luxurious and mysterious atmosphere.

Through the gaps in the iron gate, you can vaguely see the large green areas, blooming flowers and staggered buildings inside.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the Ye family is indeed wealthy and powerful, the scale and grandeur of this manor alone are beyond the reach of ordinary families.

The car stopped in front of the iron gate and Nan Weiwei got out.

As she approached the iron gate, two tall bodyguards in black uniforms came over.

One of the bodyguards looked Nan Weiwei up and down with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, then asked, "Excuse me, are you Miss Nan Weiwei?"

Nan nodded slightly and replied softly, "It's me." After hearing this, the bodyguard looked at another bodyguard, and then one of them walked to the iron gate, pressed the switch, and the iron gate slowly opened.

Nan walked into the manor with slow steps and walked along a cobblestone path.

There are neatly trimmed bushes on both sides of the road, and occasionally you can see a few colorful birds jumping on the branches.

Not long after walking, a middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny came towards them.

She was wearing a plain grey suit, her hair was neatly tied behind her head, and her face showed little expression, appearing somewhat serious.

A middle-aged woman walked lightly to Nan Weiwei.

The woman bowed slightly, then said softly, "Hello, Miss Nan! I'm the nanny of this manor, responsible for taking care of the young master's daily life. Please come with me."

Nan smiled politely and continued walking forward with the middle-aged woman.

After a while, they arrived in front of a luxurious villa. The middle-aged woman took Nan Weiwei into the villa, walked through a spacious corridor, and came to a large dining room.

The decoration of the dining room is extremely luxurious. A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The light is dazzling, illuminating the entire dining room like daylight.

There are several world-famous paintings hanging on the wall, each of which is priceless.

In the middle of the dining room stood a long dining table covered with a white tablecloth and decorated with exquisite tableware and beautiful flowers.

However, the dining room was empty at this time and Ye Junhao had not arrived yet.

The middle-aged woman walked slowly to the dining table, gently pulled out a chair, then turned around gracefully, looked at Nan Weiwei expressionlessly, and said in a lukewarm tone, "Miss Nan, please sit here."

Nan walked to the chair a little nervously and sat down slowly.

Her eyes fell somewhat uncomfortably on the middle-aged woman. She was wearing a well-tailored black suit and a pair of black high heels, looking capable and professional.

Her hair was neatly combed into a bun and her face was lightly made up. Although she didn't show much expression, she revealed a temperament that people couldn't easily ignore.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She didn't know what kind of person this young master was and why he wanted to see her. Just as she was wondering about this, the middle-aged woman spoke again, "Miss Nan, please wait a moment. Our young master will be here soon."

After saying that, she turned and left the room, leaving Nan Weiwei sitting alone at the dining table, feeling increasingly nervous.

After saying that, she stood quietly aside without saying anything else.

Nan Weiwei sat on the chair, feeling a little uneasy. She looked at the door of the dining room from time to time, wondering when Ye Junhao would come and how to deal with the conversation with him later.

Time passed minute by minute, and the dining room was so quiet that only the ticking of the wall clock could be heard. Nan Weiwei's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table to relieve the tension in her heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, the originally quiet atmosphere was broken by the roar of a car engine.

The sound came from far away and finally stopped in the parking area of ​​the manor.

Nan Weiwei's originally scattered attention was instantly attracted. She subconsciously turned her head and looked outside through the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the dining room.

I saw a black luxury car parked steadily, its body reflecting a cool luster in the sunlight, showing its extraordinary value.

Immediately afterwards, two tall bodyguards in black uniforms quickly got out of the car.

Their movements were in unison, their expressions serious and stern, like two guardian statues.

One of the bodyguards quickly walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and carefully took out a folding wheelchair from it.

The wheelchair looked very sturdy, and the metal frame gleamed silver in the sunlight.

The bodyguard skillfully unfolded the wheelchair with smooth and natural movements, then stood beside the car, waiting quietly.

Another bodyguard walked around to the other side of the car, gently opened the door, then leaned down slightly and said respectfully, "Master, we're here."

Then, he cautiously reached out and supported the figure that slowly emerged from the car.

Nan Weiwei stared closely at the person who was helped out, and couldn't help but think of what Nan Yifeng had said before.

Sure enough, what caught my eye was Ye Junhao sitting in a wheelchair. His legs seemed unable to move on their own, and he could only rely on the wheelchair to move.

Ye Junhao was wearing a well-tailored dark suit and an exquisite tie. He looked elegant and mysterious.

Although he was in a wheelchair, his temperament remained unchanged. Instead, he looked more calm and reserved.

His hair was neatly combed, his face was handsome and stern, under his high nose bridge was a pair of tightly closed thin lips, and his eyes were deep and sharp, as if hiding countless secrets.

When his eyes swept towards the dining room, Nan Weiwei felt her heart skip a beat. His eyes seemed to be able to see through her heart.

Two bodyguards pushed Ye Junhao's wheelchair and slowly walked towards the villa.

The wheelchair rolled on the flat ground, making a slight "gurgling" sound.

As they got closer, Nan Weiwei could see the expression on Ye Junhao's face more clearly.

There was not much emotion on his face, and he always maintained a faint indifference, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart. She felt sympathy for Ye Junhao's physical condition, but also doubts and vigilance about his sudden request to meet her.

She subconsciously sat up straight, straightened her clothes, and tried to make herself look calmer and more composed.

After a while, the bodyguard pushed Ye Junhao to the door of the dining room.

Ye Junhao raised his hand slightly, signaling the bodyguard to stop. Then, he controlled the wheelchair and slowly entered the dining room.

When his eyes met Nan Weiwei, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

The smile made Nan Weiwei feel even more uncertain. She didn't know what Ye Junhao would say next or what his purpose was.

When someone came in, she stood up politely, with a perfect smile on her face, and her voice was soft and sincere: "Hello, Mr. Ye..."

His eyes moved over Ye Junhao. Although he already knew that he was in a wheelchair, at this close distance, he could still feel the majestic aura from him.

Ye Junhao raised his head slightly, a subtle admiration flashing across his deep eyes. He then nodded gently, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a gentle smile: "Sorry, something happened and delayed me on the way. Miss Nan, please don't mind. Please take a seat. Just ask for what you would like to eat. And... am I frightened by my appearance?"

Ye Junhao's voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying a reassuring power.

Nan Weiwei gently waved her hand, with a hint of playful anger on her face: "No, how could it be."

"Mr. Ye, you're so polite! This is my way of repaying you. I promised to treat you to a meal, but now it feels like you're paying for it. I'm really flattered!"

As she spoke, she glanced around.

The dining room is decorated extremely luxuriously. The crystal chandelier emits a soft and bright light, and the oil paintings on the wall are lifelike, as if every stroke contains endless artistic atmosphere.

The tableware on the table is exquisite and elegant, and you can tell at a glance that it is of great value.

Ye Junhao steered the wheelchair, slowly moving forward a distance before stopping. He smiled and said, "Miss Nan, you're being too polite. There's no need for you to spend money here. Besides, this manor isn't visited often, so it's my honor to have lunch with you today."

His eyes were sincere and passionate, which made Nan Weiwei's heart move slightly.

Nan Weiwei sat down on the chair, folded her hands on her legs, her posture elegant and dignified.

She thought for a moment and said, "Since Mr. Ye has said so, I won't be polite. But next time, you must let me treat you, otherwise I won't be able to repay this favor."

There was a hint of firmness in Nan Weiwei's tone, as if she was expressing her attitude to Ye Junhao.

Ye Junhao smiled and nodded: "Okay, then as Miss Nan said, I will let you treat me next time. Now, let's see what to eat."

As he spoke, he motioned to the nanny beside him to hand over the menu.

The nanny bowed slightly and handed a beautifully prepared menu to Nan Weiwei.

Nan Weiwei took the menu and gently opened it. The wide variety of dishes on it made her a little dazzled.

She browsed carefully, looking up at Ye Junhao from time to time, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, you are familiar with the dishes here, do you have any recommendations?"

Ye Junhao smiled at Nan Weiwei, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Miss Nan, if you prefer a lighter palate, you can try the steamed sea bass here. The fish is tender and the taste is very delicious. If you like something stronger, the braised lion's head is also very good. The meat is firm and the sauce is rich."

Nan Weiwei listened to Ye Junhao's introduction and secretly admired his knowledge of food.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then let's listen to Mr. Ye and have a steamed sea bass and a braised lion's head, plus a vegetable salad."

Ye Junhao nodded and said to the nanny, "Just serve the dishes as Miss Nan said." The nanny bowed slightly, then turned and left the dining room.

At this time, the dining room returned to silence, with only soft music flowing slowly in the air.

Nan Weiwei and Ye Junhao sat opposite each other. Although the atmosphere was a little subtle, there was also a hint of harmony.

Nan Weiwei was still wondering about the real purpose of Ye Junhao's asking her out this time, while Ye Junhao looked at Nan Weiwei quietly, his eyes seemed to hide many unknown secrets.

"Miss Nan, do you have a boyfriend?"

There was a subtle hint of nervousness in Ye Junhao's originally calm tone, as if this question was of great significance to him.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes fixed on Nan Weiwei's face, not wanting to miss any of her subtle expressions.

Nan was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Ye Junhao to suddenly ask such a question.

Her eyes widened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was soft but firm: "Yes, we are engaged."

When she said this, her eyes sparkled with happiness, which was her longing and expectation for future life.

"Really? That... is such a pity."

When Ye Junhao heard this answer, his eyes dimmed instantly, like a star that suddenly went out in the night sky.

He slowly lowered his head, a bitter arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the loneliness spread in the air like a substance.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked lonely and desolate at the moment, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.