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

Chapter 1508

Grandma's eyes, which had experienced many vicissitudes of life, were now filled with cold sarcasm. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she let out a sneer full of ridicule. That laugh was like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at the shameless family in front of her.

She knew very well that when she was injured and needed care the most, this family was afraid of being implicated as if it were a plague, and they threw her to Xiaoxiao without hesitation. Now that they see that there is profit to be made, they are like sharks smelling blood and plan to take her back. It is so shameless.

Seeing that grandma hadn't said anything, daughter-in-law Ke Rou almost lost the fake smile on her face. She quickly moved closer and called out sweetly, "Mom, isn't that right?"

The voice was so sweet that it gave people goose bumps, as if it could soften grandma's heart.

But grandma didn't buy it. She snorted coldly, and her voice was as cold as if it came from an ice cellar. She spoke without mercy.

"Don't call me niece and niece so nicely! Aren't you ashamed?"

She said this with a cold expression, as if she was full of disgust at the title.

Then, her tone became even more stern. "I don't have the kind of blessing you're talking about, so don't even think about it. Xiaoxiao doesn't have the business to manage everything for me, so you... have even less right to enjoy it. You're not her biological uncle, just a concubine. Do you understand... Even if you die, she doesn't have to wear mourning clothes, understand?"

Her words revealed a deep sense of helplessness and self-mockery.

It seemed that she had already seen through the so-called "happiness" and felt that it was just an unattainable fantasy.

"How could I not know about the little calculations in your hearts?"

Her eyes were like torches, staring straight at the other person, as if she could see through his thoughts. "Stop daydreaming here and get real!"

"What do you mean?"

Uncle Charles, who was laughing, looked confused, frowning, with doubts in his eyes, like a child who couldn't understand a riddle, and couldn't help asking a question.

"What do you mean? Hahaha, keep pretending." Grandma stared at Charles with a sharp gaze and spoke word by word.

"The Fu family is a prestigious and well-established family. The threshold to join is so high that it's not something that ordinary people can easily cross."

"And I am well aware of my own identity and status. Compared with the Fu family, there is simply a world of difference. Therefore, I know very clearly that I am not worthy of entering the Fu family, let alone having any substantial relationship with them."

"Some people, however, overestimate their own abilities and vainly try to use their so-called kinship to gain benefits from Xiaoxiao. They may think that as long as they have some connection with Xiaoxiao, they can naturally obtain the protection and support of the Fu family. But they are really too naive. This idea is simply a foolish dream!"

"Although Xiaoxiao is kind-hearted, she's definitely not someone who lets others manipulate her. She has her own principles and bottom line, and she will never let those with ulterior motives succeed. Therefore, I advise those who are still hoping for the best to give up this idea as soon as possible and stop having such unrealistic dreams!"

Daughter-in-law Wen Kerou's face, which was originally covered with thick makeup, became a little distorted due to anger, like the surface of a lake ravaged by a strong wind, with layers of unnatural ripples.

Her voice suddenly became sharp, like a sharp carving knife, stabbing straight at grandma, making people tremble.

"What do you mean? You mean you won't have any contact with Xu Xiaoxiao anymore?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is there a problem? I've never taken care of her, so it's normal for her to ignore me. I can't let others take advantage of me."

"What do you mean? Are you afraid that we will take advantage of Fu Yanchen?" This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting grandma's heart hard.

"Isn't it?" Grandma snorted coldly.

"Hey, look at you, your suitcase is so old, you must have been kicked out, right?"

Her tone became increasingly aggressive, leaving grandma no chance to breathe.

"Don't act so noble here!" The last sentence was a naked insult to grandma.

His tone was full of provocation and disdain, as if he would only feel better if he stepped on grandma.

Grandma was like a pine or cypress standing tall in a storm, her expression calm as water, but her eyes gleamed with sharp light, like stars in a cold night.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile. She said slowly, "Haha, didn't you call me more than ten times a day to ask me to come back? Why are you saying that now? You're playing innocent now. Don't think you can hide your little tricks from me. You just want to use me and get some benefits from Xiaoxiao."

Although grandma's voice was not loud, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wen Kerou's heart hard.

The old lady's cloudy but bright eyes stared at Wen Kerou, her eyes full of undisguised disgust and disdain, as if the person standing in front of her was not her own daughter-in-law, but a disgusting fly.

Her face was stern, and the wrinkles on it were trembling slightly with anger. Her voice was as cold as ice: "Look at you, do you have anything else in your eyes besides those little profits? All you think about all day is getting benefits from others, without even considering whether you deserve it!"

Wen Kerou was so angry at the old lady's words that her face turned pale, like an eggplant hit by frost. Her already mean face became even more distorted.

She held the thing she was about to put down tightly in her hands, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if that thing was her life-saving straw, and she wanted to throw it away immediately to vent her anger.

At this moment, Charles, who had been standing next to her, suddenly glared at Wen Kerou. His eyes were like two sharp daggers, stabbing straight at her with unquestionable majesty.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Look, you are just like that, a sharp tongue but a soft heart. It's obviously you who made the fuss about bringing mother back."

"Besides, even if Mom was really driven out, we absolutely can't just ignore it! After all, she raised me with great effort. Now that she's old, she needs our care and support. Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Kerou immediately put on a smiling face.

Who was the old lady? She was once a member of the royal family. She had survived the internal strife of the royal family, so how could she not see through the little tricks of the couple?

How could she not hear the hidden meaning in Charles' words? It was clearly meant for her.

She had spent most of her life honed this skill of reading people's expressions and words to perfection, like a battle-hardened general who knew every whim on the battlefield.

At this moment, she just felt that all this was so ridiculous. The faces in front of her, some hypocritical and some greedy, were like an absurd farce.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives and was making their own little calculations. The abacus beads clattered, but they thought they could hide it from her eyes.

The old lady narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth, and her smile hid her insight into the ugliness of human nature.

She thought to herself, since everyone was so enthusiastically acting in this hypocritical drama, why should she bother to pierce this thin disguise?

Let this farce continue. She wants to see who will end up getting hurt in this scheme.

So she just stood there quietly, her eyes calm and deep, like a silent statue, watching everything coldly.

Charles had a fake smile on his face, which seemed to be glued on with some effort, and it was a bit deliberate and flattering.

As he led the old lady to her room, he pointed to a room that was obviously much more spacious and spoke in a caring manner.

"Mom, please come in and take a look! This is your room. Ke Rou specifically instructed that you must live in a large room. The rent here is expensive, so we have no choice but to rent something like this. Take a look at it, do you like it? This room is not as spacious and luxurious as the Fu family's villa, but it is still spacious and bright."

"Not only that, there are only two bedrooms here. One of the second bedrooms is relatively small, but it's definitely cozy and comfortable. As for the living environment, this is just an ordinary residential building. It certainly can't be compared with the high-end residential complex like the Fu family, but fortunately it's still quiet and comfortable. So, we'll take the smaller bedroom, Mom, and you can take the larger one; it'll be more spacious.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" the old lady became impatient.

"You can just make do with living here for now. Although it may not be as spacious and comfortable as your previous place, it's at least a place to stay. But don't worry, Xiaoxiao is obviously filial. When she comes to her senses one day, she will definitely get us a bigger and better house. Then, our whole family will be able to live comfortably, and you can enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life too!"

His tone was full of calculation and expectation, as if he had already regarded Xiaoxiao as a cash cow that could shake down gold at any time.

"Why should she change the house for us? We don't owe her anything. Besides, it's Fu Yanchen who manages the money in their family, not Xiaoxiao. Buying a house is not a small amount of money. She can't make the decision. Stop thinking those crooked ideas."

The old lady said this, her calloused hands tightly gripping the handles of the luggage, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She glanced at Charles coldly, and her eyes were like an ice blade in the cold night, piercing straight into Charles' heart.

Then, she dragged her luggage in a bad mood and walked straight to the second bedroom, with unquestionable determination in every step.

"Mom, mom, mom, it's not this one, it's the one I like."

Charles called out hurriedly.

The old lady dragged her luggage angrily and walked towards the second bedroom with heavy steps. Every step seemed to be venting her dissatisfaction.

As she walked, she deliberately raised her voice, and the sound echoed in the air with obvious sarcasm.

"I'd rather live in a small place. I'm used to it. I don't like the big room Xiaoxiao gave me, otherwise I wouldn't come back."

The old lady grumbled, "Besides, if I take your big room, you won't tell others that I'm domineering. I'm old and disrespectful, and I'm trying to steal the big house from the younger generation. I can't afford to lose face like this."

Grandma's words revealed her extreme disdain and disgust for such statements, as if other people's opinions were completely unimportant to her.

Without stopping her hands, she continued to move her luggage into the second bedroom one by one, as if she had no real intention of giving up the big house.

Wen Kerou narrowed her narrow eyes slightly, like a cunning snake, and quickly gave Charles a look that was full of hints and urging.

Charles immediately understood and hurried into the second bedroom like a soldier receiving an order.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the old lady packing her luggage with an unhappy look on her face. The wrinkles on her face were tightly wrinkled with impatience, as if they could pinch a fly to death.

"What's wrong again?" the old lady asked unhappily, her voice full of annoyance, as if she was being entangled by a nasty fly.

Charles put on a flattering smile, which seemed to be pasted on with cheap glue, fake and artificial.

He leaned over to the old lady and said with pretended concern, "Mom, I can actually see that Xiaoxiao is very good to you, right? Look, you've been looking so rosy lately, and you even found a doctor to cure your leg, which is very difficult to cure."

"What are you trying to say?" The old lady glared at him. "Besides, nothing is difficult if you're determined. My leg is just broken, not a terminal illness. As long as you're determined, there's no way it can't be cured."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Charles nodded quickly and responded, "Xiaoxiao sent me here today. She might be a little worried about us, so she came to check on the situation herself."

"Hey, Mom, did she tell you anything special? Or take a look in your suitcase to see if she secretly hid any money or bank cards for you."

"Yes, I don't want it, I gave it back to her."

There was a greedy glint in Charles' eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, eager to get words out of the old lady's mouth.

Charles' triangular eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs full of suspicion and disbelief, like two cloudy glass balls rolling around in his eye sockets.

He curled his lips, the corners of his mouth drooping as if they could hold a bottle of oil, and said in a shrill voice, "Mom, you're talking nonsense. I don't believe it. How can you refuse money that's delivered to your door? You must have hidden it and don't want us to know."

There was undisguised doubt in his tone, as if he was certain that the old lady was lying.

The old lady frowned, and the wrinkles on her face became deeper, as if they were carved by a knife.

Her weathered hands forcefully opened the suitcase with a clang, and the sound of the lid popping up was particularly loud in the silent room.

She glanced at Charles coldly, her eyes full of anger and disdain, and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, just look for yourself. Although I am old, I am not so embarrassed as to lose face for that little money."

The voice was so resounding that it seemed to shatter Charles' unreasonable doubts.

Charles....