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

Chapter 1339 The Wedding of the Century

Nan Weiwei and Xu Xiaoxiao continued to chat, their voices intertwined through the thin telephone line, forming a warm and slightly sad melody, gently echoing in the quiet room.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, lightly sprinkling on the ground, adding a bit of coolness and tranquility to the night.

Nan Weiwei had a gentle smile on her face, her eyes flashing with deep concern for her sister. Her words were gentle and encouraging, like a warm spring breeze, trying to blow away the haze in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

Fu Yanchen, who was standing by, fell into deep thought after listening to the conversation between Xu Xiaoxiao and Nan Weiwei. His expression stiffened unconsciously. The subtle changes were like a meteor in the night sky, fleeting and difficult to capture.

His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoxiao, and seemed to penetrate her, looking into the distant and vague past.

Xu Xiaoxiao's words stirred ripples in his heart. Although those words were understated, every word was precious and touched the softest and most secret corner of his heart.

There is an indescribable emotion hidden in Xu Xiaoxiao's words. It is a subconscious appeal, perhaps it is the release of the past, or perhaps it is the expectation for the future.

"Weiwei, you must be happy, love each other for the rest of your life, and your wedding must be joyful."

These words were like a huge rock thrown into Fu Yanchen's already turbulent heart, causing even bigger waves.

He thought to himself: What is Xu Xiaoxiao trying to express? Is it an accusation of his past cruelty, or a helpless sigh for that irretrievable time?

I was so cruel to Xu Xiaoxiao and cruelly deprived her of her precious memories, leaving her struggling in pain and confusion.

At that time, the hatred in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes was like a raging fire, almost devouring him.

And in the end, she was unable to marry the man she loved as she wished. It was all her own fault.

Fu Yanchen's eyes became complicated and deep, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile contained too many emotions: self-blame, guilt, regret...Xu Xiaoxiao's words seemed to be silently telling that she was not happy.

At least, not as much as she expected.

And she passed this unfulfilled blessing to Nan Weiwei, hoping that this sister who had also experienced ups and downs could get the happiness that she had never had.

Inside the room, the air seemed to freeze. Only Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was still warm and firm. It penetrated the barrier of time and also penetrated Fu Yanchen's heart, which seemed hard but was actually fragile.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear the voice deep in his heart, calling for change, calling for redemption.

The phone conversation between Xu Xiaoxiao and Nan Weiwei finally came to an end, and the two said goodbye reluctantly. The deep sisterly love between them was still as warm as ever even though they were separated by thousands of miles.

The moment she hung up the phone, a complex emotion flashed across Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, including blessings for her sister Nan Weiwei's future happiness, as well as a hint of emotion for her own past experiences.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's voice broke the silence in the room, and he gently handed a smooth and delicately peeled apple to Xu Xiaoxiao.

Under the light, the apple glowed with an alluring luster, just like his belated apology and affection for Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, and her eyes moved from the apple to Fu Yanchen's sincere face.

Xu Xiaoxiao discovered that there was an imperceptible tenderness and determination hidden in Fu Yanchen's smile, as if he was telling of a promise that was about to be fulfilled.

She reached out to take the apple, and her fingertips touched his warm palm. At that moment, an indescribable emotion surged in her heart, one of being touched and relieved.

"Thank you." Xu Xiaoxiao said softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

These two words express both gratitude to Apple and acceptance of Fu Yanchen's belated care.

Fu Yanchen's smile became even brighter. He looked at Xu Xiaoxiao tenderly, with an unprecedented firmness in his eyes: "Xiaoxiao, when we go back, I will give you a wedding, a top-notch wedding."

He used up almost all his strength to say this, and every word carried his deep apology to Xu Xiaoxiao and his determination to make amends.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, her eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.

She looked up at Fu Yanchen, her eyes filled with surprise and emotion.

She knew that this wedding was not just a ceremony, but also Fu Yanchen's compensation for the grievances she had suffered in the past and his beautiful expectation for their future life together.

Inside the room, the air seemed to become unusually soft at this moment, and even the moonlight became exceptionally gentle.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen, a hint of hesitation and uneasiness flashed in her eyes. She bit her lip lightly, as if she was considering her words, and finally spoke:

"Well... the child is already this big, I think it's not necessary. Getting married... is very tiring."

There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as if she was looking for a suitable reason to refuse this sudden "compensation".

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's eyes became more determined. He gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand. Although those hands had gone through years, they were still as warm as ever.

He said gently but firmly: "So what if the child has grown up? In our world, time is never an obstacle, but a witness. This wedding must happen. I owe you. It is not only to give you a name, but also to make up for the time I missed all those years. Because of misunderstandings, I didn't even give you a wedding. Later, because of... Xiaoxiao... In the future, I will slowly make up for what I owe you, so that every day of ours can be filled with love and warmth."

His words were filled with expectations for the future and relief from the past. Every word was like a gentle spring breeze, nourishing Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

She looked up at Fu Yanchen. His deep eyes were full of affection and commitment to her, which made her feel at ease involuntarily.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently pulled her hand back, her eyes slightly red, she lowered her head, her voice choked: "I...I feel like I'm dreaming?"

In fact, in her heart, she is looking forward to the wedding, but also has regrets about the past. That complex mood is hard to describe in words.

The girl doesn't like a grand wedding.

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao and smiled gently, his smile full of tolerance and understanding: "Xiaoxiao, this... is not a dream... Give me a chance, I promise that every day is a new beginning, time will not flow back, we can create more beautiful memories and make the past our common wealth, not a burden."

His words were like a shot of adrenaline, gradually dispelling Xu Xiaoxiao's uneasiness.

She looked up and her eyes met Fu Yanchen's again. At that moment, she seemed to see their future life, full of love and hope.

"Okay," Xu Xiaoxiao finally nodded, with a hint of relief in her voice, "Then I'll listen to you. However, the wedding doesn't need to be too extravagant, just keep it simple."

Fu Yanchen smiled and nodded, his eyes full of doting: "I'll listen to you. As long as you are happy, everything is fine."

He patted Xu Xiaoxiao's shoulder gently, signaling her to go to bed early.

It was late at night and the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, shining on them, adding a touch of romance and tranquility to this warm scene.

"It's getting late. You should go to bed early. You still have to go to the store tomorrow. Don't be too tired."

Fu Yanchen said softly, turned around and prepared to leave the room, leaving Xu Xiaoxiao with a reassuring back.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen's departing figure, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao sat quietly beside the bed, looking through the tightly closed bedroom door, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

Fu Yanchen really went to sleep on the sofa. He kept his word, which made her feel touched and a little guilty.

She knew that he wanted to give her more space and time to accept and adapt to this belated love.

Just as she was immersed in her own thoughts, a sudden cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

Xu Xiaoxiao frowned and glanced at the screen, which showed an unfamiliar number.

It was so late, she couldn't help but feel a little alert. A call so late at night could definitely not be a good thing. It might be one of those annoying telecommunications scam calls.

She hesitated, slid her finger across the screen, and hung up the phone.

However, what she didn't expect was that the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to intend to give up easily. The ringtone rang again, persevering through the silence of the night.

Xu Xiaoxiao sighed, feeling a little helpless.

She knew that if she didn't answer the phone, it might continue to ring and affect Fu Yanchen's rest.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who are you?" There was a hint of vigilance in her voice, trying to catch a clue from the other person's tone.

A hurried but clear voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, hello..."