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

Chapter 1416 I dare not go back

Nan Weiwei, however, looked calm. She opened the bottle skillfully and poured the wine slowly into the paper cup. Her movements were neat and decisive.

The aroma of wine instantly spread in the air, mixed with the salty taste of the sea breeze, forming a unique and complex scent.

She handed the paper cups filled with wine to Xu Xiaoxiao and Xiaomei, her eyes firm and deep: "Come on, have a drink. No matter how hard life is, we have to get through it. Grandma is gone, and we are all sad, but we can't keep this sadness to ourselves, we have to find a way to vent it."

Xiaomei looked at the wine glass in front of her, her eyes a little dazed, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Xu Xiaoxiao frowned and said hesitantly: "Weiwei, isn't it inappropriate for the three of us girls to drink on the sea? Besides, this wine..."

Nan smiled gently, with a hint of bitterness and carefreeness in her smile:

"What's inappropriate? There are only three of us in this vast ocean, and no one else can see us. This wine is our best medicine at the moment. Drink it, and maybe it will make you feel better. As for cigarettes, you can smoke if you want, and forget it if you don't want to."

As she spoke, she picked up the wine glass first, tilted her head back and took a big sip. The spicy wine flowed down her throat, choking her and making her cough a few times, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiaomei was touched when she saw Nan Weiwei's appearance, but she was still feeling a little uncomfortable because she was still drunk last night.

"This is fruit wine, it's not strong, drink it!" Nan Weiwei said.

She slowly reached out her hand and took the glass, her fingers trembling slightly.

Staring at the wine in the glass, I seemed to see grandma's kind smile.

She took a deep breath and took a small sip, imitating Nan Weiwei.

As the wine entered her throat, the spicy taste instantly exploded on her taste buds, choking her to the point of tears coming out, but for some reason, she felt that the long-suppressed grief in her heart seemed to have eased a little.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

She looked at the two girls in front of her who were like sisters to her, and felt filled with emotion.

She knew that at this moment they all needed a way to release the pain in their hearts, and this wine might be the best choice.

The three of them sat quietly on the boat, drinking and occasionally smoking.

The sun gradually set, dyeing the sky a brilliant purple-red, and the sea was sparkling, beautiful as a dream.

But they had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery. They were just immersed in their own world, using alcohol and cigarettes to numb their nerves, trying to forget the pain of losing their loved ones.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the pack of cigarettes and reached out her hand as if possessed by a ghost. The moment her fingertips touched the cigarette box, a hint of rebellious pleasure surged in her heart.

In the past, Fu Yanchen's stern face would appear in front of her eyes. He always had a stern face and did not allow her to touch these things, as if these were a scourge that would erode her pure world.

Once, when Fu Yanchen was away, she secretly took a puff of cigarette, and the pungent taste choked her to the point of tears.

But before she could recover, Fu Yanchen appeared behind her like a ghost.

He said nothing, just looked at her with his cold eyes, and then let her stand in the corner for the whole night.

That night, she was cold and scared, and her heart was full of resentment towards Fu Yanchen, but thinking about it now, it has become a unique episode in her memory.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao no longer hesitated. She took out a cigarette and held it between her fingers with slightly awkward movements.

Xiaomei also took one silently, and there was a hint of confusion and determination in her red and swollen eyes.

Seeing this, Nan Weiwei raised the corner of her mouth slightly and took one as well.

The three of them gathered together, Nan Weiwei lit a cigarette first, and Xu Xiaoxiao and Xiaomei followed her example and put the cigarette to their lips.

I took the first puff of the cigarette and thought, oh my god, what is this taste? I smiled and frowned, it’s so disgusting.

When she was a child, she saw Fu Yanchen smoking every day and was very curious, so she tried to smoke secretly. As a result, she was caught before she could even smoke. She had always been curious about what the cigarette tasted like, and now she knew.

The taste... is hard to describe. After the first puff of the cigarette, the spicy smell instantly exploded in the mouth and throat. The three of them were choked and started coughing violently, with tears and snot flowing, and they looked extremely miserable.

I don't understand why men like this thing...

But soon, Xu Xiaoxiao understood, and took the second bite, the third bite, and one bite after another, gradually getting used to the taste. It really felt like she was floating in the air.

Smoke slowly came out of their mouths, rising and spreading in the air.

They looked at each other and smiled; their smiles were a little mischievous, a little helpless, and a little rebellious against fate.

They are like a group of free children, far away from the complicated and heavy things in the world.

They are just on the boat, letting themselves be between the sea and the sky, letting themselves be on this swaying boat, so relaxed and yet so free.

Xu Xiaoxiao flicked the ash lightly, looked at the pack of cigarettes that was about to be smoked out, and a gleam of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.

All that filled my mind was Fu Yanchen's stern face and his cold yet domineering eyes, all of which had become scenes of the past.

She took a deep breath and gently extinguished the cigarette ash: "I won't do that in the future. I won't be so obedient anymore, and I won't let Fu Yanchen control the rules anymore..."

Xiaomei exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, and her eyes seemed to drift away with the smoke.

She looked at the gradually disappearing sea and said softly, "Grandma is gone. She loved watching the sea the most. After she is gone, the world will become so quiet, but at least, there is still this smoke..."

Nan Weiwei looked at the sea and sky, the gorgeous rays of light, exhaled a puff of smoke, then looked up at the sky with a look of relief in her eyes.

She knew that this was how life was, there would always be problems that would teach people to let go. She sighed softly and said, "Let's just do this... Xiaomei, when you finish crying... the three of us... will endure it together, and that's it, let's go."

The voices of the three people lingered in the sea breeze for a long time.

The three men continued drinking and smoking. The setting sun was as red as blood, dyeing the sea surface crimson.

Xu Xiaoxiao leaned against the side of the boat, feeling the salty sea breeze blowing straight into her body with a tremendous force, making her head feel dizzy, as if it was being pricked by countless tiny needles.

Her slender fingers unconsciously rubbed her temples, trying to relieve the pain, but with little effect.

"Xiaoxiao, are you still okay?" Nan Weiwei asked.

"Can,,,,"

At this moment, the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly, and the ringtone sounded particularly sharp amid the slightly noisy sea breeze.

Two people next to her looked at her,,,

Xu Xiaoxiao frowned. Who is it? I hate it. She took out her cell phone from her pocket with some difficulty. Her eyes were a little red from the sea breeze and she could not see everything clearly.

She shook her head, forced herself to be alert, and pressed the answer button.

Fu Yanchen's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he keenly noticed something strange.

"Xiaoxiao, you guys... haven't come back from the sea yet? It's getting late. I'll come pick you up."

There was a hint of imperceptible anxiety in his voice. The girl had been out for a day.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard the voice, she shuddered all over, as if she was hit by an electric current.

She bit her lower lip subconsciously, and secretly complained in her heart: "Ma Ya, it's Fu Yanchen, we must not let him come, this living devil..."

"If he came and saw me in such a miserable state, I don't know what he would think. He might even eat me alive."

The lofty words in my heart just now have disappeared without a trace.

Deep down, she still had a little fear of Fu Yanchen. That fear was like a thorn hidden deep in her heart, which would hurt her inadvertently.

She blinked in panic and said quickly, "No, no need, we can go back by ourselves." There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Fu Yanchen on the other end of the phone obviously noticed something was wrong. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his voice was full of worry: "Xiaoxiao, you...your voice...why is it wrong?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat. She swallowed subconsciously, trying to make her voice sound normal, and replied casually, "It's okay. I guess my voice is a little hoarse after being blown by the sea breeze for a long time."

As she spoke, she unconsciously reached out and pulled at her clothes that were a little messy due to the sea breeze. Her eyes were a little evasive, and she didn't dare to look directly at the rough sea in front of her, as if Fu Yanchen's scrutinizing gaze was hidden in the turbulent waves.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Yanchen's voice seemed to be wrapped in unquestionable majesty, and with a bit of concern, it exploded in Xu Xiaoxiao's ears like thunder: "Hurry up and get ashore. If you feel uncomfortable, wait on the shore. I will come to pick you up, and Nan Yifeng will also come to pick up Weiwei."

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible hand had grabbed her heart.

Her face, which was already slightly pale due to dizziness, was now even more bloodless, as if all the life had been drained away.

She blinked frantically, her eyelashes trembling rapidly like the wings of a frightened butterfly, and her hands unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She spoke quickly, her voice filled with a hint of urgency and panic, her tone a little distorted: "Don't... Fu Yanchen, no, we need to stay with Xiaomei for a while longer, it's... inconvenient for you to come. I'm really worried, you can ask the driver to come."

Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to meet the gaze of Fu Yanchen on the other end of the phone, as if if she looked at him for one more second, that gaze would see through the secrets in her heart. They were just talking on the phone and didn't even have a video call.

Fu Yanchen was silent for a while on the other end of the phone. The brief silence seemed as long as a century, making Xu Xiaoxiao's heart rise to her throat.

She bit her lips nervously, her eyes fixed on the phone screen, not daring to breathe.

Finally, Fu Yanchen's low voice came again: "Okay, I'll ask the driver to pick you up." He... gave in, because she was his baby.

Xu Xiaoxiao felt relieved and quickly responded, "Okay, that's it. Goodbye."

After saying that, she quickly hung up the phone, as if she was afraid that Fu Yanchen would change his mind the next second.

She leaned against the side of the boat and breathed a long sigh, which was filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster.

She looked at the gradually darkening sky and thought to herself, "I'd better not go back to the Fu family tonight. I'll go to the hotel where Xiaomei is staying and hide for a night. If I go back in this state, Fu Yanchen will tear me to pieces. Oh my god, I'm scared just thinking about it."

Thinking of Fu Yanchen's possible stern look, she couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously hugged her shoulders with both hands, as if this could resist the inexplicable fear in her heart.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?" Nan Weiwei asked.

"It's okay, let's go home, it's getting late."

The two people next to them looked at the sky and it was indeed getting late.

The last rays of the setting sun completely disappeared, and the night was as dark as ink, pressing down heavily.

The sea breeze was still a bit chilly, blowing people's clothes fluttering. Several people went ashore.

When we got to the shore, as expected, Fu Yanchen's driver had been waiting for a long time.

"Xiaoxiao, Mr. Fu really loves you." Xiaomei said.

The driver was wearing a neat black suit, with a stern face and a look of shrewdness and competence in his eyes.

He looked at the three drunken men, his brows instantly twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and his eyes were full of worry.

He quickly took out his cell phone, tapped his fingers quickly on the screen, and sent a message to Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen was sitting in the study at this time, holding an ancient book in his hand, but he had no intention of reading it.

The cell phone dinged, he picked it up and saw that, as expected, his little girl was being naughty again.

He shook his head helplessly, but a doting yet helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The slender fingers quickly replied to the message on the screen, then picked up another phone and dialed Nan Yifeng.

After receiving Fu Yanchen's instructions, the driver started the car and took the three people directly to the Fu family villa.

The villa looks like a quiet castle in the night. The lights shine through the windows and sprinkle into the courtyard, but they cannot dispel the chill.

The three people were still dizzy and thought they were in a hotel. They supported each other and staggered into the house.

Inside the house, the lighting was soft, and the decoration was luxurious and warm. As soon as Nan Weiwei entered the door, she saw Nan Yifeng with a dazed look in her eyes, and habitually went forward to hug him, saying vaguely: "Yifeng... why did you come to the hotel?"

Her voice was a little drunken and soft, like a ball of cotton.

Nan Yifeng was originally standing in the living room, with an upright posture and a stern expression.

Seeing Nan Weiwei's appearance, his expression changed instantly. He strode over and held Nan Weiwei.

He leaned down slightly and approached Nan Weiwei. His originally stern face was now even more gloomy. His voice was low and stern: "Weiwei... not only did you drink, but you also smoked? Do you know that this is not good for your health..."

Nan Weiwei,,,,