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

Chapter 1551 Business Card

Nan Weiwei looked at her aunt's heartbroken expression, her heart aching. She secretly criticized, "Aunt must have never been in love before, so she plunged into this scam and gave her true heart to the wrong person, ending up so heartbroken now."

Jiang Ling was feeling extremely heavy-hearted, tears streaming down her face like a flood.

She stood up slowly, her body trembling slightly, as if she had lost her support.

Every step seemed so difficult, her footsteps were messy and hurried, like a frightened deer, driven by fear and sadness, desperately trying to escape from this heartbreaking place.

The wind whistled past her, blowing up her hair and clothes, but it couldn't cover up her heart-wrenching cries.

The crying echoed in the air, and everyone who heard it could not help but be moved.

Her figure looked so thin and fragile in the wind, as if a gust of wind could easily blow her down.

Nan Weiwei looked at her aunt, sighed in her heart, and looked at the time again. Her heart skipped a beat and she thought to herself, "Oh no! I'm definitely going to be late for work today." Never mind, she decided to take care of her aunt first.

She was just about to run after her to comfort her aunt when suddenly, a low roar of an engine came from afar.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw the black Bentley at the corner of the street slowly stop in front of her like a black cheetah.

The car body glows coldly in the sunlight, as if silently declaring its extraordinaryness.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but be stunned, her eyes fixed on the man who got out of the car in a daze.

It was as if time had frozen at this moment, and her thinking seemed to slow down in an instant.

Before she could come to her senses, the man was already in front of her.

His figure looked particularly tall in the sunlight, and that familiar face brought back memories to Nan Weiwei's mind like a tide.

Isn't this man the one who said he would take her home in the bar last time? Nan Weiwei felt a strange feeling in her heart. She didn't know why this man suddenly appeared here, and she didn't know what he would do next.

The man was wearing a neat black suit, and he exuded a calm and capable temperament.

He strode over to Nan Weiwei, bowed slightly, and handed her a business card with both hands. With a polite yet distant smile on his face, he said, "Hello, Miss Nan, I'm Mr. Ye's assistant. Mr. Ye said that your family affairs have been handled. From now on... Chen Donghai will no longer appear in your lives."

Nan was a little confused. She took the business card and looked down. It was printed with "Lin Yu, Assistant to the President of Ye Group" in a simple and elegant font.

She raised her head, her eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Who is Mr. Ye? Why is he helping us?"

Lin Yu still maintained a polite smile and said, "Mr. Ye always has his own considerations when doing things. I am not in a position to elaborate on the specific reasons. You only need to know that Chen Donghai has been sent out of the imperial capital and will not come back to bother you again."

Nan frowned slightly, his heart full of questions. Who is this mysterious Mr. Ye?

What does he have to do with this matter? Why did he help her solve the problem of Chen Donghai?

But at this time she was in a hurry to catch up with her aunt, and had no time to think about it, so she said to Lin Yu: "Thank you, and thank Mr. Ye for me. I have something urgent to do now, so I have to leave first."

Lin Yu nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead and do your thing. If you need anything in the future, feel free to contact me." He then turned and got into the car. The black Bentley slowly started up and disappeared at the end of the street.

Nan Weiwei looked in the direction where Bentley left, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

But she didn't care about that at the moment and turned around to chase in the direction her aunt was running.

As she ran, she thought to herself that after comforting her aunt, she must find out the identity of Mr. Ye.

Nan Weiwei ran to the door of her house breathlessly, raised her hand and knocked hard on the door, shouting: "Auntie, open the door, it's me, Weiwei!"

But all she got in response was the sobbing coming from inside the door and Jiang Ling's tearful shouting, "No, no, no, I'm too embarrassed to see anyone. I'm so embarrassed! That bastard has completely disgraced me!"

Nan Weiwei listened to her aunt's angry and annoyed voice inside the door, and felt both angry and amused.

She put her ear to the door and raised her voice, saying, "Auntie, it's just a broken heart. What's the big deal? There are so many men in this world. We don't need to die for such a liar. Please open the door and let's have a good chat."

But there was still no sound of the door opening, only Jiang Ling's intermittent sobbing.

Nan Weiwei rolled her eyes helplessly, muttering to herself, "I really want to pry open my aunt's brain to see what's inside. Isn't it just a broken heart? Is there any need to lock myself up in the room like a turtle?"

Just as Nan Weiwei was anxiously pacing at the door, her cell phone suddenly rang.

She took out her cell phone and saw that it was Nan Yifeng calling.

She quickly picked up the phone, and Nan Yifeng's low and steady voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm downstairs, come down."

When Nan Weiwei heard this, she was happy at first, but then she became a little hesitant.

She looked at the closed door in front of her, and thought of her aunt still sad in the room, and she really wanted to stay and give her some advice. But then she thought, Nan Yifeng suddenly came to see her, maybe there was something important.

And leave my aunt alone in the room to calm down. Maybe when she calms down, she will be able to figure it out herself.

So, Nan Weiwei said loudly to the inside of the door: "Aunt, I'm going downstairs first. Nan Yifeng is waiting for me downstairs. Don't be alone. Let's talk it over when I come back."

After she finished speaking, she raised her foot and fiercely kicked the door in front of her. The "bang" sound seemed to be venting her helplessness. "Okay, I'll be right down."

As Nan Weiwei walked downstairs, she was wondering what Nan Yifeng wanted to talk to her about.

She quickened her pace and soon reached the downstairs.

From a distance, she saw Nan Yifeng's tall figure standing next to a car. He was wearing a simple yet stylish casual outfit, and he exuded a mature and steady temperament.

Nan Weiwei trotted over and came in front of Nan Yifeng, panting slightly and said, "Why did you come here suddenly? What do you want from me?"

Nan Yifeng stood beside the car, his slender fingers gently resting on the door, and uttered two words concisely and forcefully: "Get in."

The matter was resolved and Nan Weiwei was in a good mood. Now that Nan Yifeng suddenly appeared, she was overjoyed. When she heard his words, she turned around and went back to the car obediently like a happy little bird.

She hadn't slept all night last night and should have been exhausted, but she was in a very good mood at the moment. She looked relaxed and even hummed a tuneless little song. Although her voice was unprofessional, it was full of unconcealable joy.

Nan Yifeng closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat and sat down. He glanced at Nan Weiwei through the rearview mirror, his mouth corners slightly raised, and asked with a hint of sarcasm: "What's wrong? You look very happy. Did something good happen to you?"

Nan Weiwei stretched out lazily, like a lazy cat, half lying down, tilting her head to look at Nan Yifeng, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just that the trouble has been solved. Why did you come to pick me up? It's over. The group in the Human Resources Department strictly abides by the discipline, and now it's over. I'm late, and you're also..."

Having said this, she suddenly stopped talking, and then, as if on purpose, she leaned forward slightly, clasping her hands tightly together, with an extremely pitiful expression on her face.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be a faint glimmer of tears in the corners of her eyes, which made people feel pity.

Then, in an almost pleading tone, she continued, "Boss Nan Da, I haven't slept well all night. I'm almost exhausted. It's all because of that terrible thing! I put a lot of effort into dealing with it. So, could you please spare me and not deduct my salary?"

After saying this, she shook her head slightly, as if she felt extremely helpless and aggrieved about her experience.

Finally, she yawned loudly, then lazily leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, and muttered, "I'm so sleepy, I'll take a nap first. You must remember to wake me up when we get to the company, otherwise I'm afraid I'll oversleep..."

Nan Yifeng looked at her mischievous appearance, his eyes full of doting. He smiled gently and said, "Okay, I'll give the order and won't deduct your salary. Just sleep peacefully. I'll call you when it's time."

Nan Weiwei got the response and closed her eyes in satisfaction, with a hint of smile still on her lips.

After a while, her breathing became even and steady, and she fell asleep.

While driving, Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei's peaceful sleeping face through the rearview mirror.

Her face looked particularly soft in the sunlight, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans, trembling slightly with her breathing.

He remembered what he had heard before about her aunt being cheated, and felt a pang of heartache.

This girl who always looks strong actually has a soft and fragile side inside.

The car drove steadily on the road, and the scenery outside the window kept changing.

Nan Yifeng was driving attentively, looking at Nan Weiwei through the rearview mirror from time to time, fearing that she was not sleeping well.

He secretly decided that he must pay more attention to her in the future, help her share the troubles in life, and let her always smile carefree like she does now.

Soon, the car arrived downstairs of the company. Nan Yifeng patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder gently and said softly, "Weiwei, we're here."

Nan Weiwei drowsily opened her eyes and saw the familiar company building. She stretched and yawned, saying, "We're here so soon! I haven't gotten enough sleep yet."

Nan Yifeng smiled and said, "Hurry up and get up, or your salary will really be deducted."

When Nan Weiwei heard this, she quickly sat up straight and straightened her clothes. The business card Lin Yu gave her accidentally fell out, but she didn't care.

After greeting Nan Yifeng, she went upstairs. Nan Weiwei walked briskly into the company building and her figure quickly disappeared in the elevator.

Nan Yifeng turned the car around and drove it steadily into the underground parking lot.

After parking the car, he was about to get out when he caught a glimpse of a business card in the gap between the passenger seat and the door.

He leaned over slightly and reached out to pick up the business card. The card was of high-quality texture, with neatly cut edges and a faint luster.

When he saw the name on the business card clearly, he couldn't help but frowned - "Ye Junhao", this name...

Ye Junhao, this name is well-known in the business world. Although he is not a top figure in the imperial capital, in South City, the Ye family, Ye Junhao, is an absolute figure.

He controls a vast financial empire, is ruthless and decisive, and can influence the business world to great lengths, earning the respect of countless people.

Nan Yifeng thought to himself, he didn't know what had happened to Ye Junhao recently that he suddenly came to the imperial capital.

Moreover, the Ye family and the Nan family's businesses have never been related. The Ye family focuses on the financial field and has almost no intersection with the industries involved in the Nan family.

He was completely unfamiliar with Ye Junhao. Apart from his name, he knew nothing else about him.

However, what confused him was that Nan Weiwei actually had Ye Junhao's business card.

This was really strange, because based on his understanding of Nan Weiwei, she shouldn't have any intersection with such a stranger.

So, where did Nan Weiwei get this business card? Is there any unknown secret hidden in it?

Nan Yifeng leaned back in his chair, his fingers gently stroking the business card, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.

He thought of Nan Weiwei's recent actions, and now Ye Junhao's business card. Could there be any connection between the two? Could it be that Nan Weiwei has been harassed by Ye Junhao these days? What is his purpose in harassing Nan Weiwei?

He took out his mobile phone and quickly typed "Ye Junhao Imperial Capital" into the search engine. Immediately, a large number of news and reports about Ye Junhao popped up on the screen.

It turned out that Ye Junhao came to the imperial capital this time to expand his financial business and prepare to open up a new market in this prosperous commercial land of the imperial capital.

But even so, what kind of intersection would Nan Weiwei and him have? The more Nan Yifeng thought about it, the more confused he became. He decided to find an opportunity to ask Nan Weiwei.

Just then, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an emergency meeting notice from the company, asking him to go to the meeting room immediately.

Nan Yifeng put away the business card, took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, pushed open the car door, and strode towards the elevator.

On the way to the meeting room, the business card and Nan Weiwei's figure kept appearing in his mind.

He secretly made up his mind to find out the relationship between Nan Weiwei and Ye Junhao and not let her fall into any possible danger.

In the courtyard of the Fu residence, sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Fu Yanchen was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, and his posture was as straight as a pine tree. He bent down slightly and gently and carefully helped Xu Xiaoxiao up.

Xu Xiaoxiao was wearing a loose yet elegant maternity dress, and her belly was bulging high, like a warm little hill.

Her face was filled with a happy smile and her eyes were full of anticipation for the upcoming new life.

"Slow down, Xiaoxiao, let's be careful."

Fu Yanchen's voice was low and gentle, and every word seemed to carry endless care.

He held Xu Xiaoxiao's arm steadily with one hand and gently placed the other hand on her waist, as if guarding an extremely precious treasure.

Xu Xiaoxiao gently patted Fu Yanchen's hand and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I'm fine. The baby is also very well behaved."

As she spoke, her eyes shone with a maternal light that was soft and warm.

Fu Yanchen's brows were still slightly furrowed, his eyes full of worry. He said, "How can I not be nervous? Your belly is getting bigger and bigger, and I'm always worried that something might go wrong. We have to let the doctor take a good look at our baby during the prenatal checkup today to see if it's healthy."

The two of them slowly walked to the car. Fu Yanchen first gently opened the back door, used his hands to protect the roof to prevent Xu Xiaoxiao from hitting her head, and then carefully helped her into the car.

He carefully helped Xu Xiaoxiao adjust the angle of the chair so that she could sit more comfortably, then picked up a soft blanket from the side and gently covered her legs, saying gently: "It's still a little cold now, cover yourself up, don't catch a cold."

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen running around for her, and her heart was filled with emotion. She gently held Fu Yanchen's hand and said, "Yanchen, you are so good to me."

Fu Yanchen sat next to her, gently held her hand, placed it on his cheek, and said lovingly: "Silly girl, you are my wife. If I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well? I will always take care of you and the baby like this in the future."

The driver sat in the driver's seat, looking at the loving couple through the rearview mirror, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. He started the car and slowly drove out of the Fu residence.

The car drove smoothly on the road. Fu Yanchen held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand tightly, looked at her belly from time to time, and spoke softly to the baby in her belly: "Baby, you have to be good. Mom and Dad love you very much."

Xu Xiaoxiao leaned on Fu Yanchen's shoulder, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this warm and happy moment.

She knew that with Fu Yanchen by her side, she would not be afraid no matter what she encountered in the future.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen only wanted to give Xu Xiaoxiao and the baby the best of everything, so that they could live in happiness and peace forever.

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