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

Chapter 1375 Don’t Make It Difficult for Your Parents

If his biological father could keep to his duty and finish the meal in silence, Nan Yifeng might have respected him more in his heart. However, he actually boasted about his great achievements in front of his beloved woman and lectured Nan Weiwei. His smug look was really unbearable for Nan Yifeng.

"There is no need to continue this meal."

Nan Yifeng's voice was as cold as a passing wind. After he finished speaking, his face turned pale, and he stood up and strode out the door with big strides, completely ignoring the reactions of the people behind him.

He slowly pushed open the car door; his movements seemed a little heavy, as if the door carried all his fatigue and helplessness.

After sitting in the driver's seat, he skillfully took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.

As the flames danced, smoke began to spread in the narrow compartment, gradually blurring his vision.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, letting the spicy taste swirl in his throat, then slowly exhaled.

The smoke swirled in the air, forming small whirlpools, just like the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

He just sat there quietly, watching the smoke rise and dissipate, as if hoping to dispel the irritability and dissatisfaction in his heart in this way.

At the same time, at the dining table, Nan Xi and Du Yunxi's expressions suddenly became solemn, just like a lake in winter suddenly encountering frost, the originally calm water surface was frozen in an instant.

Their eyes met, and they could see astonishment and disbelief in each other's eyes. Oh no, they messed up again.

The biological father sitting at the dining table finally realized his gaffe.

A hint of regret flashed across his face, but was quickly covered up by a deeper silence.

The atmosphere in the entire space seemed to be frozen by an invisible frost, so cold that it was almost impossible to breathe.

His original intention was actually very simple, he just hoped to establish a good relationship with Nan Yifeng.

After all, Nan Yifeng was his biological son. He left not because he didn't love him, but because he wanted to pursue his own dream.

The reason why he chose to discuss these things with Nan Weiwei was because he knew how much Nan Yifeng valued Nan Weiwei.

However, what he didn't expect was that the development of things was completely beyond his expectations.

Nan Weiwei was staring at Nan Yifeng's father at this moment, her eyes revealing an indescribable complex emotion. Her gaze drifted from time to time towards Nan Yifeng who had turned and left, as if trying to capture the last trace of his figure when he left.

Nan Weiwei just stood there quietly, her body trembling slightly, seeming to be in an extremely awkward and stiff state.

Her heart was like a pot of mixed feelings, with all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making her not know how to deal with the situation for a moment.

She stood there, her heart like a tangled mess that she couldn't quite untangle.

This unprecedented and difficult situation made her feel at a loss as to where to start. Her usual calmness and wisdom seemed to have been drained away from her body, leaving her with only confusion and helplessness.

Her eyes slowly swept across the scene before her, and she was worried about Nan Yifeng.

She smiled at Nan Xi and Du Yunxi and said softly, "Mom and Dad, you elders can chat slowly. I'll go out and see Yi Feng."

Nan Xi and Du Yunxi nodded.

Nan walked out of the restaurant slightly. The night breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness, but it also seemed to blow away some of the boredom in her heart.

Nan Weiwei hurriedly walked towards Nan Yifeng who was standing not far away. She felt sad and distressed for Nan Yifeng.

When she reached the front of the car, she stopped, stared at him, and called softly: "Yi Feng...are you...ok? Didn't we just agree on this? No matter what happens today, you...must not get angry. Why...it will be difficult for mom and dad to handle it if you come out like this."

There was a hint of heartache in her voice, heartache for Nan Yifeng.

Nan Weiwei's eyes were fixed on Nan Yifeng, as if she wanted to see his true thoughts through his eyes.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end it just turned into a sigh.

"Your biological father has now achieved success and fame, and he has returned. He also said that he will never leave again. Do you know what this means? It means that he... will settle down in the imperial capital for a long time, take care of himself, and live out his life there. In this way, you will definitely run into each other often in the future, and he... will definitely come to our house often."

"But... Yi Feng, every time we meet, the atmosphere is awkward and tense like today. What should I do?"

Nan Yifeng didn't say anything, just smoked silently, and the cigarette butts were all over the floor.

"Besides, have you ever thought about our parents? They used to be very good friends! Now, you're doing this, and they're caught in the middle. They're really in a dilemma!"

"On the one hand, they don't want to offend your biological father, after all, he is also their friend; but on the other hand, they really can't bear to see you guys deadlocked and hurting each other. How should they deal with this?"

Every time I see them worrying and sighing about your affairs, I feel very uncomfortable. You...doing this not only makes each other suffer, but also makes your parents worry and sad. Can't you let go of the past grudges and re-examine your relationship? "

"My parents, deep down, actually hope that you can let go of all the unpleasantness in the past and forgive your father. As for me, my thoughts are exactly the same as theirs."

"Weiwei, I'm sorry, I really can't do it."

"I understand and appreciate your indifference and toughness. It's not your fault that you are unwilling to make the slightest concession."

"Yi Feng, I'm not asking you to respect him right away and accept his return. After all, it takes time to get used to each other. But at least, can you please not put all of us in such an awkward and embarrassing situation? Especially my parents, they did nothing wrong, why should they have to endure this."

There was a hint of pleading and helplessness in Nan Weiwei's words, and her eyes were flashing with complex emotions, including understanding of Nan Yifeng's persistence and a desire for family harmony.

In the night, her figure looked particularly frail, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, but her tone was extremely firm, and every word fell heavily on Nan Yifeng's heart.

Nan Yifeng was silent. The cigarette in his hand had burned out and the ashes drifted in the wind, just like his mood at the moment, complicated and messy.

He looked up at the night sky, which was dotted with stars, but he couldn't seem to find a star that could illuminate his heart.

"I know... but I can't do it... Every time I see him, I will think of the past... those days when I was forgotten and abandoned... I am not a saint, I can't forgive just like that..."

Nan Yifeng's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, carrying with it deep pain and struggle.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness when she heard this. She gently approached Nan Yifeng and stretched out her hand to pat his shoulder, but she was afraid of angering him, so she just held her hand in the air and then slowly put it down.

"I know... I know everything... But Yi Feng, you can't keep living in the past. You still have a long way to go in life. Your father... maybe he has his own difficulties, but we don't understand. Give each other a chance, and give this family a chance, okay?"

Nan Weiwei's voice is like a spring breeze, gentle and warm, making people intoxicated by it.

Every word she said was like a beautiful poem, revealing a gentle power between the lines.

This power is neither aggressive nor weak, but just right to express her inner thoughts and feelings.

His eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and deep.

Deep in his eyes, there seems to be hidden infinite expectations and hopes for the future.

When she gazed into the distance, she seemed to see a world full of light and beauty, and that world was exactly what she longed for.

Nan Yifeng fell silent again, his eyes flickering in the night, as if he was thinking about something. After a long while, he slowly spoke: "I... will try my best... but I need time."

Nan Weiwei felt relieved when she heard this. Although the answer was not perfect, at least she saw a ray of hope.

She nodded slightly, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth. It was a smile for the future, as well as trust and encouragement for Nan Yifeng.

"Actually, I didn't mean to get angry today."

Nan nodded slightly, "I believe it."

"You know what? What I really can't stand is the look he shows when he talks to you. He looks so high and mighty, as if he is the king of the world and doesn't care about anyone. He looks like he is preaching to you, which makes me sick."

Nan Weiwei,,,,

"Weiwei, my parents gave me a false memory in order not to make me sad. Now, in the depths of my gradually recovering memory, the figure of my biological father looms. He, that person I once knew, is almost always silent in my impression, as if he keeps a certain distance from the world around him, and is always very cold."

"However, today, you saw what he was like. It's not that he can't speak, he just doesn't want to talk to us. When the topic turned to his career, his attitude changed dramatically. He became full of energy, with confidence and enthusiasm shining in his eyes. I have never seen him like this before..."

Nan Weiwei..., "Yi Feng, there is no father who doesn't love his children."

Nan Yifeng put out his cigarette, "Back then, he... left this family without hesitation in order to pursue his inner dream. A good family was shattered just like that, and my mother was also..."

"I understand. At that time, he was young, ambitious, and full of dreams and expectations for the future. But he left an indelible shadow on my childhood. However, look at him... He didn't feel guilty at all. When I saw his passion when he talked about his career, the anger in my heart was inexplicably ignited. Why did he use our sorrow to pave his way to success?"

"Whenever I recall that scene, the emotions in my heart are like a flood that bursts a dam, surging in an instant and completely out of control. I couldn't control my excitement and lost my composure in front of everyone. Now I think I should have been calmer and shouldn't have embarrassed my parents. They did nothing wrong."

"If I had been able to be a little calmer at the time, think about the problem rationally, and control the surging impulse in my heart, perhaps things would not have developed to this point."

"It's a pity that I still couldn't do this. I watched myself being controlled by my emotions, like a ship that lost its direction, drifting in the strong wind and waves. I was really angry, so..."

"At the time, I was completely blinded by my inner impulse. I was like a powder keg that was lit and ready to explode."

"If I could be more rational and have more self-control, my parents wouldn't be so embarrassed. Weiwei, am I particularly, particularly unfilial and make my parents angry?"

Nan Yifeng's voice sounded particularly deep in the night, and his eyes revealed a hint of regret and self-blame.

Nan Weiwei looked at him with mixed feelings. She felt understanding for Nan Yifeng but also regret for the unfinished business.

"Yi Feng, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Mom and Dad won't be angry. They understand you. They hope you can be happy. We all know that you have a lot of unspeakable pain in your heart. Those past scars can't be healed overnight. I... I just hope you know that no matter what happens, I, your parents, will be by your side, supporting you and accompanying you."

Nan Weiwei's voice was soft and warm, with a hint of firmness that was barely noticeable.

She placed her hands gently on Nan Yifeng's shoulders, as if she was afraid to bring him any pressure.

Although these hands are gentle, they contain endless care and support.

They convey a kind of silent comfort, telling Nan Yifeng that no matter what difficulties he encounters, he is not facing them alone.

Nan Yifeng felt Nan Weiwei's warmth and care, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He gently held Nan Weiwei's hand, his eyes sparkling with gratitude and tenderness: "Weiwei, thank you. With you here, I feel that everything is no longer so difficult. I will try to accept it and let it go. At least, for our future, I am willing to work hard."

As the night deepened, the two figures looked particularly warm in the moonlight.

They snuggled up to each other, as if at this moment, all the troubles and sorrows were thrown behind them, leaving only the deep affection and trust between each other.

"Let's go back, our parents are still waiting for us."

Nan Yifeng said softly, with a bit of firmness and relief in his tone. Nan Weiwei nodded slightly, and the two smiled at each other, and walked into the night hand in hand.