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

Chapter 1295 Appraisal

Jiang Ling tightly grasped the appraisal report, which she regarded as the key to solving all the mysteries. Her fingers turned slightly white from excessive force.

Her steps seemed a little hurried, but each step revealed an indescribable firmness. Just like that, she stepped into the room.

Sitting in the room were Nan Yifeng, Nan Weiwei and their parents, as well as a man with a stern expression - Fu Yanchen.

When Jiang Ling walked in, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

There was a complex light flickering in Jiang Ling's eyes, which contained both an eager anticipation for the truth to be revealed and a deep sense of uneasiness and fear.

At this moment, she stood there as if she was carefully holding a heart that could break at any time, quietly waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Jiang Ling carefully placed the report in her hand on the large and cold desk. She knew what a terrible person Fu Yanchen was and how dark his mind was.

The moment the thin paper touched the hard and smooth table top, it seemed as if the whole world froze for a moment, and even the air trembled slightly, as if this simple action contained endless meaning and unspeakable tension.

Fu Yanchen's eyes were as sharp as torches, directed straight at the report that Jiang Ling had just put down.

In his eyes as deep as the sea, the report was no longer just a few ordinary pieces of paper, it was more like a mysterious puzzle full of unknowns.

Every page of paper and every line of words may be the key clue to solving a huge mystery, but at the same time they may also hide a mystery that is deeper, more complex and difficult to solve than what appears on the surface.

Fu Yanchen's voice is low and steady, like a torrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake, seemingly calm but actually turbulent.

However, in such a calm voice, there is a hint of indifference that is not easy to be noticed, just like the biting cold wind in winter, which is not sharp but can reach people's hearts:

"You are not direct relatives, so from a legal perspective, this report has no effect at all."

His words were concise and clear, but they hit Jiang Ling's heart like a heavy hammer, making her already tense heartstrings even tighter.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling curled up his lips into a faint bitter smile, which showed both helplessness and persistence.

She lowered her head slightly, and spoke slowly in a voice as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake: "Mr. Fu, you should understand that the importance of this report to me is far beyond your imagination. It is not just a simple document. It contains solid evidence of the relationship between me and the prince, and also contains... relevant information about the old king."

Having said this, she paused slightly, raised her head and looked directly at Fu Yanchen. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if an invisible electric current passed through the air.

Then, a look of determination suddenly flashed in the depths of her eyes, like a shooting star in the dark night, brief and dazzling.

It is an unshakable belief in seeking the truth, and never retreating even if the road ahead is full of thorns.

Fu Yanchen silently reached out his hand and took the report from her.

The moment his fingers touched the paper, he could feel a slight coolness passing through his fingertips.

He gently stroked the edge of the paper, his movements delicate and cautious, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the report, not missing any details.

As he read deeper, Fu Yanchen's eyes became more profound, with a hint of complex and indistinguishable emotions flashing in them from time to time.

He carefully studied every line of text and every set of data in the report, trying to find some clues or flaws.

However, the more carefully he looked, the more doubts he felt.

After all, past experiences were like a deep scar engraved in his heart.

Once, he was kept in the dark because of his credulity towards others, which eventually led to an irreparable tragedy - he lost his most beloved child.

Since then, he has become more wary and suspicious of anything that seems perfect.

So at this moment, facing this crucial report, how could he easily put aside his worries?

That painful past was like a surging tide, sweeping over Fu Yanchen, instantly drowning all his thoughts and making his eyes become even deeper and more solemn.

Those bottomless eyes seemed to hide endless sorrow and secrets.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Ling who was standing in front of him with sharp eyes.

At this moment, his voice was slightly low, with a hint of hoarseness that was barely noticeable:

"I will definitely read this report carefully and seriously. However, you should know that in this complicated world, the so-called truth is often not as simple and clear as it appears on the surface. Perhaps behind the layers of fog, there are unexpected conspiracies or difficulties."

After hearing these words, Jiang Ling's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

However, in just a moment, she quickly adjusted her emotions, then looked directly into Fu Yanchen's eyes with an unusually firm attitude, and responded without flinching:

"I believe you, Mr. Fu! No matter what the truth is, even if it is so cruel that it is unacceptable, I will never choose to escape or retreat. Because I know that only by facing everything bravely can I truly get out of the predicament and find my own bright road. So, please feel free to investigate boldly. I have made full mental preparations to meet any possible results."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little solemn. Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Ling. Silence was like a thick curtain, covering the entire space.

Jiang Ling stood there, holding the appraisal report that had been handed over tightly in his hand, feeling mixed emotions.

Du Yunxi, a woman with unquestionable majesty in her eyes, was like a quiet and majestic mountain, and she finally broke the suffocating silence.

Her peaceful voice was like a clear mountain stream flowing slowly, yet it contained a powerful force that was irresistible, like a torrent surging beneath the surface of a calm lake:

"Ms. Jiang Ling, no matter who you are, today is an important moment for my son and daughter to discuss their marriage. So, I hope you can leave first. We will contact you after we have investigated everything. As for Weiwei... we will also give her the right to choose freely."

Du Yunxi's words were like an extremely sharp blade, which, in a seemingly gentle but actually extremely fierce manner, easily cut through the solid line of defense deep in Jiang Ling's heart.

In an instant, Jiang Ling's face turned extremely pale, like the lifeless snow in winter, without a trace of blood.

Her originally rosy lips were now trembling slightly, like petals shaking in the wind, as if she was totally unable to withstand this sudden, overwhelming blow.

But in just a moment, a barely perceptible hint of panic flashed across Jiang Ling's eyes.

But then, this panic was like a fleeting meteor in the night sky, and in the blink of an eye it was completely replaced by a more determined light.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more stable: "Well... I just want to do my part. After all... I am also Weiwei's family. I care about her happiness and hope she can find someone who is truly good to her."

As he spoke, Jiang Ling turned his gaze to Weiwei who was sitting next to him, his eyes full of tenderness and concern.

Nan Weiwei felt Jiang Ling's gaze, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

Although she was confused about Jiang Ling's identity, she could feel Jiang Ling's sincere concern at this moment, and she didn't think it was fake.

When Du Yunxi saw the situation in front of her, a very complicated look quickly flashed across her beautiful eyes.

This look is like ripples in a deep lake, making it difficult to grasp its true meaning.

She was clear-headed and knew the ulterior motives behind Jiang Ling's actions.

However, even so, she still could not completely erase this sudden change that came like a storm from her considerations on marriage.

This unexpected change was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing waves and making the once clear future become blurred.

Du Yunxi stood there quietly, like a sculpture, and the silence lasted for a long time.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she opened her red lips and said slowly:

"Miss Jiang Ling, we both understand your kindness. However, today is a very special day for us. Therefore, we sincerely hope that everything will go smoothly without any setbacks. Therefore... I hope you can leave for the time being. Please rest assured that we will handle all matters here properly."

When Jiang Ling heard this, although she was filled with reluctance and unwillingness in her heart, her reason told her that at this moment she was indeed powerless to reverse the situation and could not change the established facts.

Therefore, she had to nod slightly to indicate that she accepted Du Yunxi's proposal.

Then she slowly turned around and walked towards the door with light yet slightly heavy steps.

Just as she was about to step out of the room, she couldn't help but turn back again and gazed deeply at everyone in the room.

In the room, after Jiang Ling turned and left, the slightly tense atmosphere seemed to be gently smoothed out by an invisible hand, and gradually returned to its usual calm state.

At this moment, a group of people were sitting in a spacious and bright restaurant.

The whole space is filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere, making people feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

On that huge dining table, there was a dazzling array of delicious dishes with excellent colors, aromas and flavors. Waves of tempting aroma wafted away, filling people's nostrils and making people salivate.

Everyone was enjoying the delicious food and chatting happily.

Naturally, the topic turned to Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng's upcoming wedding.

Everyone's words were filled with infinite longing for the bright future of the newlyweds and sincere blessings.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was afternoon.

Just then, Fu Yanchen had to get up and leave early because he had important matters to deal with.

His departure did not disrupt the original harmony and tranquility in the room, but made this tranquility even more precious.

Last night, after listening to a phone call from his father, Nan Yifeng tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep.

He seemed a little sleepy at this time, so he pulled Nan Weiwei to the bedroom to take a nap.

Nan Weiwei obediently followed him into the room, then gently lay down on the soft bed.

She listened quietly to Nan Yifeng's steady and even breathing beside her, and a slight feeling of tiredness surged in her heart.

Before long, sleepiness came over her like a tide, she slowly closed her eyes, and gradually fell into a sweet dream.

However, just as Nan Weiwei was immersed in a sweet dream and her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, suddenly, a deafening and chaotic noise, like a thunder that broke through the night sky, penetrated into her ears without warning.

This sudden sound seemed to be cast with some mysterious magic, instantly yanking her out of her deep sleep.

She trembled all over like a frightened kitten, and then reflexively stretched out her two white and tender hands and gently rubbed her beautiful eyes, which still had a hint of sleepiness.

At this moment, her heart was filled with suspicion and curiosity, as if a fog was covering her mind.

After some hard listening and identification, she finally realized that the strange and peculiar sound seemed to come from downstairs.

Moreover, this voice seemed to contain an indescribable strong attraction, like an invisible hand tightly grasping her heartstrings, making her involuntarily develop a strong desire to explore, so that she could no longer sleep peacefully.

Nan Weiwei quickly put on her clothes, her movements as light as a snowflake falling in the night sky.

She opened the door carefully, stood on tiptoe, and tiptoed towards the stairs.

With every step she took, she could feel her heartbeat getting faster and faster, as if a small drum was beating inside her chest.

As she slowly walked down the stairs, step by step, she approached the living room.

Finally, when she stepped into the living room, the figure of a strange man suddenly broke into her sight.

The man was standing steadily in the center of the living room. He was tall and straight, like a pine tree standing proudly among the mountains and forests.

He exudes a unique and otherworldly aura that makes people stare at him;

Especially under his broad forehead, a pair of thick sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and between his brows revealed an innate unruly and profoundness that made people unforgettable at first sight.

Nan was stunned. She was a little confused and didn't know who this handsome uncle was.

However, as she concentrated and carefully looked at the man's face, an indescribable feeling of surprise welled up in her heart.

Because she suddenly discovered that this man's eyebrows, contours, and even his expression and temperament were surprisingly similar to Nan Yifeng's! It was as if there was some kind of mysterious and subtle connection between the two of them.

This similarity is not just about appearance, but more like a resonance and harmony in the depths of the soul.

Could it be that he is...