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

Chapter 1369: Old or Not

The night falls, the moonlight is as frosty as frost, and Nan Yifeng's villa looks even more lonely in the night.

Inside the villa, the lights were dim, but they could not conceal a subtle and tense atmosphere.

Nan Yifeng pressed Nan Weiwei down tightly, his gaze deep and frightening.

"I don't have time to punish you during the day. Now, answer my question. Am I old enough?"

These words, with a hint of teasing and punishment, came out gently from his angular lips.

Nan Weiwei collapsed on the bed, her face pale, helplessness and fatigue flashing in her eyes.

The scene in the office in the afternoon seems to be still vivid in my mind. Nan Yifeng... aren't you tired?

Thinking about it now, she still feels scared.

At this moment, facing his questioning, she was no longer able to struggle and could only force out a bitter smile.

"Old or not? Hmm." Nan Yifeng's voice was low and magnetic. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Nan Weiwei's heart. He was ready to take action...

Nan was slightly startled. She trembled, almost using up all her strength to shake her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "No, not old. You are young and strong, like a bull..."

This sentence was both her true thought and something she had to say against her will in order to calm Nan Yifeng's "anger." Wasn't he several years older than her?

He and Fu Yanchen grew up together, and he is just one or two years younger than Fu Yanchen.

And she... Xiaoxiao and I are twin sisters, and she must be much younger than him. But... now, she didn't dare to speak, for fear of angering this angry lion again and having him eat her up completely.

Nan Yifeng looked at her, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his deep eyes. After getting an answer that satisfied him, Nan Yifeng slowly moved away from Nan Weiwei, with a hint of reluctance in his movements, but he couldn't bear it.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, pinched Nan Weiwei's face, and said, "Little guy, if you say I'm old again, you'll be in trouble.

Nan Weiwei didn't have the energy to argue with him. She lay on the bed, breathing heavily. There was a mixture of relief and deep fatigue in her eyes.

The night outside the bedroom was still dark. The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled onto the floor, creating a mottled pattern of light and shadow.

There was a faint fragrance in the air. It was the aromatherapy that Nan Yifeng had specially selected for this bedroom, aiming to create a quiet and mysterious atmosphere so that Nan Weiwei could sleep peacefully.

Nan Yifeng walked to the window, looked at the vast night sky outside, and felt happy.

His feelings for Nan Weiwei have long surpassed simple love. They are something he wants to protect for a lifetime and are an indescribable dependence.

Nan Weiwei, although exhausted physically and mentally, felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart. Now she hated and loved Nan Yifeng at the same time.

The next morning, the sunlight shone lazily through the gaps in the curtains onto Nan Weiwei's bed, but it was unable to dispel the fatigue that was all over her body.

Nan Weiwei struggled to sit up from the bed, her eyes full of anger, staring at Nan Yifeng who was sitting by the window leisurely sipping tea.

"It's all your fault."

She finally couldn't help it, her voice was a little hoarse and complaining.

Nan Yifeng gently put down the teacup, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had anticipated Nan Weiwei's reaction. Yes, he did go a bit too far last night.

"Okay, get up and have breakfast. I'll take you to the company, which is just across the street, OK?"

There was a hint of tenderness and unquestionable determination in his tone.

Nan Weiwei looked at the time. Although she was unhappy, she also understood that her poor driving skills were indeed unable to cope with the congestion during the morning rush hour, so she had to reluctantly nod and agree.

After breakfast, Nan Yifeng drove himself and sent Nan Weiwei to the opposite side of the company. Nan Weiwei was still catching up on sleep in the car. Who knows how late Nan Yifeng had been tormenting her last night.

Now she understood why Xu Xiaoxiao hated Fu Yanchen. Xu Xiaoxiao once said that Fu Yanchen sometimes didn't sleep all night and tormented her. Compared with Fu Yanchen, Nan Yifeng was much more considerate.

"We're here." Nan Yifeng woke Nan Weiwei up.

Nan rubbed his eyes slightly, got off the car in a hurry, and trotted into the elevator, secretly thanking luckily that he made it in time.

However, when she stepped into the elevator, she found that her colleagues inside were standing still, as if waiting for something.

"What's wrong with you? There's no one left. I'm the last one.

Nan asked slightly puzzled.

At this time, an employee pointed to the elevator entrance and whispered, "Boss Xiaonan is here. Look, he said hello and asked us to wait for him."

Nan Weiwei looked in the direction of the employee's finger and saw Nan Yifeng walking towards the elevator with a smile.

She felt mixed emotions, embarrassed and helpless. This Nan Yifeng, was doing this on purpose? Did the branch need him to come and guard the place every day?

Nan Yifeng stepped in and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Boss Xiaonan."

"Boss Xiaonan."

The employees greeted Nan Yifeng one by one. When it was Nan Weiwei's turn, she laughed dryly and said, "Good morning, President Xiaonan."

"Well, morning."

Nan Yifeng smiled and nodded, but... Nan Weiwei felt that his smile... was not well-intentioned.

As the elevator door slowly closed, the car began to rise slowly.

The elevator was packed with people, everyone was pressed tightly together, making it seem a bit crowded.

However, in this small space, Nan Yifeng seemed to be surrounded by an invisible barrier. No one dared to approach him. Although he was approachable, he was still their boss. Everyone still kept a distance.

He stood quietly in a corner of the elevator, keeping a certain distance from the people around him, like a lonely traveler.

Nan Weiwei stood in the crowd, feeling a little uncomfortable. She forgot her identity and subconsciously moved closer to Nan Yifeng. She had done the same thing before.

Habits are a terrible thing. In the eyes of others, she is now just an ordinary employee, not Nan Yifeng’s fiancée.

Nan Yifeng seemed to feel Nan Weiwei approaching. He tilted his head slightly, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder gently, motioning her to stand still.

Nan Weiwei's heart trembled and a blush appeared on her face, but she lowered her head to pretend to be calm.

The atmosphere in the elevator became subtle and complicated. Colleagues' eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, as if they were all speculating about the relationship between them. Nan Weiwei was secretly annoyed.

As the elevator slowly rose, Nan Weiwei's mood fluctuated.

The elevator bell finally rang, announcing that it had stopped steadily at their office floor.

The elevator door slowly opened, but no one took a step forward. Everyone waited tacitly for Nan Yifeng to take action first.

There was a subtle tension and respect in the air, as if at this moment, everyone's breathing had stopped.

Nan Yifeng naturally felt this respect and expectation. He smiled gently, and his eyes revealed a bit of approval and encouragement.

He took a step and walked out of the elevator gracefully. Every step he took seemed so calm and unhurried, as if he was the master of this world.

At the elevator door, he stopped, turned to face everyone in the elevator, with a warm and friendly smile on his face, and finally glanced at Nan Weiwei.

He raised his hand gently, made a greeting gesture, and said in a gentle but powerful voice: "Work hard, and I'll give you a bonus at the end of the month."

These words were like a warm current, instantly warming the hearts of everyone in the elevator.

Everyone showed smiles of surprise and gratitude, as if all the fatigue and stress were released at this moment. They responded in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Xiaonan."

Nan Yifeng smiled and nodded, then turned and left, his steps still steady and confident.

His back gradually disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Wow,,,,"