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

Chapter 1515 Mo Jinghan

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes pierced Anya like icy blades, emitting a cold and sharp aura. With a cold face, she spoke again, "Anya, the friendship we had as classmates has almost faded away over the years. You'd better know what to say and what not to say. Don't mistake your lack of propriety for straightforwardness, and don't mistake your lack of manners for being casual."

Anya, however, still looked nonchalant, as flamboyant as a peacock with its tail spread out. She shrugged nonchalantly, with a teasing smile on her lips, and kept making long, drawn-out "tsk tsk tsk" sounds, her eyes full of provocation.

"Look at you all, like hedgehogs with their fur standing on end. We're all young people, and we haven't seen each other in ages, so what's wrong with just chatting? I treat you like a friend, that's why I'm not being shy with you. We're old classmates, so we're just speaking from the heart. Going to jail is just a small matter, no big deal. I thought you were so carefree when you were in school and wouldn't mind. What's wrong? Are you angry because I hit a sore spot?"

The sarcastic tone seemed to ignite the air in the bathroom.

Nan Weiwei grabbed Anya's wrist tightly. Although the force was not enough to hurt her, it was firm enough to not allow her to break free.

She tilted her head slightly, a calm yet sharp smile on her face. Her eyes were as sharp as cold stars, piercing straight into Anya's eyes: "Anya, Xiaoxiao really doesn't mind - after all, people with an open mind wouldn't be afraid of such rumors. Indeed, this matter is not a secret, but it depends on who you talk to."

"If we have a good relationship, we can talk about anything, just like Xiaoxiao and I. Even if we turn each other's embarrassing stories upside down, it's still a fun conversation that enhances our relationship. But if the relationship is not good, why would you bring up such things? You're poking at people's hearts right away. What's the point? You said going to jail is no big deal, okay, then... go and do one..."

She paused, the corner of her mouth curling up a little deeper, as if she was preparing something sharper: "Besides, Xiaoxiao was wronged. She was simply being used and framed by someone with ulterior motives."

"Fu Yanchen has already used his connections and resources to thoroughly investigate the matter and clear Xiaoxiao's name. Now you're bringing up these trivial matters. Do you think you're more capable than Fu Yanchen and can distort the truth? Or are you just being rude and looking for a sense of importance?"

Anya's face was a little ugly: "You...! Okay, Xu Xiaoxiao, hehe, what's the matter, after you turned from a sparrow into a phoenix and became a wealthy wife, you start looking down on us former partners. You are so great, you are awesome, and I... a small fry, I can't afford to offend, okay?"

"Oh, it's really sad! Some people seem to be blessed by the goddess of luck. Even if their past is full of shame and stains, they can still move forward unscathed."

"Is this what they call having a stroke of luck? No matter how many failures or shameful things they've experienced, they seem to be shrouded in an invisible protective shield, completely unaffected by these negative factors. I can't afford to offend them, but I can afford to avoid them."

Nan snorted softly, staring at Anya with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through her every little calculation. "Hey, now that you know you can't win the argument, you're acting like you can't afford to offend, but you can't afford to hide. Where did that sarcastic energy go?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's expression was calm, yet she exuded an inviolable aura. She slowly walked up to Anya, staring directly at her with a cold gaze, and spoke word by word, "Anya, you say I'm lucky, but I think it's truly tragic for someone to only attribute others' achievements to luck, without reflecting on why they're still standing still."

"Those unbearable things in the past were not what I wanted to go through, but they also made me see many people and many things clearly. The fact that I can stand by Fu Yanchen's side now is not because of my so-called 'good luck', but because I know how to cherish and maintain my love for life and hope for the future after going through ups and downs."

She raised her chin slightly, her eyes revealing determination and confidence. "As for you, instead of being sour and mocking others here, why not think about how to improve yourself? Don't always live in envy and jealousy of others. That will only make you more narrow-minded and more pitiful."

Nan Weiwei, who was listening from the side, couldn't help but applaud, "Xiaoxiao, you're absolutely right! Some people just can't stand seeing others do well, and even when they themselves have no ability, they still come here and make sarcastic remarks."

Anya's face turned red, like a popped balloon. She was angry and embarrassed but speechless. She could only glare at Xu Xiaoxiao and Nan Weiwei fiercely, then turned around and walked away angrily.

Watching her disappearing figure, Nan Weiwei's chest heaved with rage. Her once fair face flushed crimson, as if it had been roasted by fire. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white from the exertion, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Is this an idiot?! Does she act like you know her well?! She came right up and bit me like a mad dog, not even considering her own weight!"

The flames of anger burned fiercely in her eyes, as if she wanted to burn the person in front of her who made her unhappy to ashes.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Weiwei's furious expression, patted her shoulder gently, and with a helpless smile on her lips, she slowly shook her head and said, "I'm not familiar with her. To be honest, I even forgot her name. If she hadn't introduced herself just now, I wouldn't have remembered there was such a person. I really don't know where she came from, rushing up to me and making sarcastic remarks for no reason."

Nan Weiwei's eyes widened after hearing this, like two fireballs about to burst into flames, and she continued to curse: "This...isn't she crazy?! What a thing! She doesn't even know what kind of moral character she has, and she dares to point fingers at others here. She has no manners at all! If she dares to be so rude again, I will make her know why the flowers are so red!"

The angry tone seemed to overturn the entire bathroom.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently grasped Nan Weiwei's still trembling hand, her tone gentle and soothing, like a spring breeze that could blow away the haze in one's heart: "Okay, don't be angry, it's not worth it for such a person. She's just full of shit, there's no need to argue with her. If we get mad at ourselves, that would be playing into her hands."

Nan Weiwei pouted angrily, her eyes still burning with anger, like a piqued little lion:

"I just can't stand it. Her tone is like you've transformed from a wild chicken into a phoenix. Before Lu Jingjing started causing trouble, you were also a high-ranking young lady, okay? Back then, wherever you went, you were the center of attention. The innate elegance and nobility you possessed was something that many people could never learn."

"Fu Yanchen also treated you like a rich girl back then. He was afraid you would melt if he held you in his mouth, and afraid you would fall if he held you in his hands. What qualifications does Anya have to criticize you here?"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, her chest heaving violently with anger.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently held Nan Weiwei's hand, which was slightly cold from excitement. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and that smile contained the relief after going through a lot of hardships: "Okay, don't be angry. If you get angry and hurt yourself, we will lose a lot."

Nan pursed his lips slightly, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't help but ask: "But, Xiaoxiao, is Mo Jinghan really dead?"

This question was like a small stone, causing ripples in her heart. After all, Mo Jinghan had once caused such a big storm in their lives.

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her head slightly, her eyes a little blurry, as if she was trapped in a whirlpool of memories. After a moment, she shook her head gently, with some uncertainty in her tone: "I guess, probably, Fu Yanchen handles these things, I don't know, he... won't tell me, anyway, just treat him as dead." She knew in her heart that Fu Yanchen didn't want her to be bothered by those bad things, and didn't want her to worry about it.

Nan Weiwei looked at Xu Xiaoxiao, her eyes full of heartache. She reached out and gently straightened her collar. Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she was sorting out an inestimable treasure.

"Then just treat him as if he's dead. Don't think about him anymore, Xiaoxiao. It's been so difficult for you and Fu Yanchen to come this far. You've gone through so many ups and downs and hardships to finally get to where you are today. So, you must cherish everything you have now and live a good life."

"The pain and hurt of the past have become history. They can no longer affect your future. You still have a long way to go in life, and there are many wonderful things waiting for you to discover and experience. And Mo Jinghan has completely disappeared from your life. He will never have the chance to hurt you again."

"You must believe that you are a strong and brave person. You will definitely be able to walk out of the shadows of the past and embrace the happiness and joy that belongs to you. Just like this warm sunshine, it will penetrate the layers of haze, shine on your heart, and bring you endless warmth and hope."

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, her eyes slightly red, but a firm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Well, it's all in the past. I'm already very happy to have you."

"You, you..."

Suddenly, Nan Weiwei slapped her forehead, a worried look on her face, and she paced anxiously like an ant on a hot pan: "Hey, where's Xiaomei? Why hasn't she recovered in such a long time? Is she okay? There won't be any unexpected situation in this bathroom, right? Don't scare me."

His tone was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, and his eyes glanced towards the compartment from time to time.

At this moment, the door of the compartment was slowly pushed open with a "creak", and Xiaomei walked out like a frightened deer. Her eyes were a little evasive, with a hint of guilt on her face. Her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Um... I'm fine now. By the way, who is Mo Jinghan? I didn't mean to do that. It's just that you guys were so loud, I... accidentally heard it."

He looked as if he had done something terribly wrong. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Xu Xiaoxiao and Nan Weiwei.

Nan Weiwei slowly raised her hand, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of waking something up. Then she placed her fingers gently on her forehead, stroking it slightly, as if trying to smooth out the barely noticeable wrinkles.

She let out a long breath, which seemed to have been suppressed for a long time and slowly came out of her mouth.

As she exhaled, she seemed to feel a little more relaxed, and the worry and tension she had just felt seemed to dissipate with the breath.

Then, Nan Weiwei raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a somewhat forced smile. She pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It's okay. Even if someone heard it, so what? We are ironclad sisters. What does this little thing matter? It doesn't matter at all!"

Although her voice sounded calm, there was a hint of unnaturalness in it.

"Let's go, get out. Don't block us here. This is the bathroom, not the lounge. As I walk, I'm telling you that Mo Jinghan is a complete scumbag. People like him are like rats crossing the street. They can't cause any trouble. But if we don't get out, Fu Yanchen will probably rush in like a headless fly looking for someone. With his temper, he might turn this place upside down."

Xiaomei raised her head slightly, a hint of nervousness still lingering in her eyes. She nodded gently, a hint of fear in her voice. "Well, I really didn't mean to do that. I just overheard those things, and my heart was pounding, so I haven't dared to come out. I hope you won't be mad!"

Nan Weiwei and Xu Xiaoxiao... "Why are we angry?"

"After all, I've never heard you mention these things before. It feels like I've suddenly stumbled into a mysterious secret garden. This garden is full of unknowns and mysteries, which makes me nervous and curious. I explore this garden cautiously, and every step is filled with uncertainty and hesitation."

"After Anya left, I finally mustered up the courage to come out of hiding. I was still a little nervous, worried that you might still be angry or that you might find my sudden appearance an offense."

Nan Weiwei gently patted Xiaomei's shoulder and said jokingly with a smile, "You are just too sensitive. You are as meticulous as a hair. Why should we be angry? It's just that crazy woman Anya. It would be cheap for us to pay attention to her. But if she didn't mention it, I would have almost completely deleted Mo Jinghan from my memory."

Xu Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes slightly, a complex emotion flashing through them, as if recalling every detail of the past. She slowly spoke, "To be honest, Mo Jinghan helped me a lot in the beginning. Back then, I encountered many problems, and he always showed up in time, offering advice and solving problems. He was like my personal knight."

"But later, I don't know when it started, but he seemed like a completely different person. He compared everything to Fu Yanchen: wealth, status, influence in the circle, and even wanted to occupy Fu Yanchen's place in my heart. That obsession and madness gradually turned him into someone I didn't recognize."

"If he had always maintained his original purity, he would have been a good person."

A few people were walking and chatting, and saw at the door...