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

Chapter 1518 It’s Your Fault

The quiet and luxurious residence in Nan Yifeng Villa District is now shrouded in a faint atmosphere of tension.

Inside the villa, warm yellow light softly sprinkled in every corner. It should have been a cozy and comfortable scene, but Nan Weiwei, curled up on the sofa, broke the tranquility.

Nan Weiwei was sunk deep into the soft sofa, her feet soaked in the foot bath tub that was emitting curls of hot steam.

But at this moment, her originally delicate and rosy face turned as pale as paper because of the severe pain coming from her lower abdomen.

The pain was like a pair of invisible hands, tightly gripping the tendons in her lower abdomen. Waves of pain surged over her like a tide, causing her brows to furrow and her lips to turn white from being bitten.

She clutched her belly tightly with both hands, her body trembling uncontrollably. She whimpered non-stop, complaining to Nan Yifeng beside her in a tearful voice, "Nan Yifeng, what's going on? It's just my period, why does it hurt so much? I feel like I'm going to die from this pain! I've never felt this much pain during my period before."

"Nan Yifeng, you bastard, you son of a bitch, I hate you so much, my period didn't torture me like this before, it's all your fault, ahhh, it hurts so much,"

Nan Yifeng was originally busy in the kitchen not far away. When he heard Nan Weiwei's crying voice, his heart tightened. He put down the things in his hands and hurried over.

He was still wearing the apron with cute cartoon patterns, which formed a sharp contrast with his usual image of being decisive and powerful in the business world.

He quickly walked to the sofa, knelt on one knee, his eyes full of heartache and anxiety.

He first gently lifted up Nan Weiwei's feet that were soaking in the foot bath to ensure that the water temperature was appropriate. Then he stretched out his warm and broad hands, covered Nan Weiwei's cold lower abdomen, and began to massage it gently.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was treating an extremely precious treasure, afraid that the slightest force would hurt her.

"Baby, I'm not responsible for this." Nan Yifeng rubbed her and coaxed her gently, "But don't be afraid, I checked, this might be primary dysmenorrhea. Maybe you've been under too much pressure recently, or you accidentally caught a cold. Come, drink this cup of hot ginger tea first, it will warm you up, maybe it will make you feel better."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the cup of steaming ginger tea from the coffee table next to him, blew on it gently with his mouth, and then handed it to Nan Weiwei's mouth.

Nan Weiwei opened her eyes that were tearful because of the pain, glanced at Nan Yifeng, and said with a bit of coquettishness: "My hands are too weak now, you feed me."

Nan Yifeng smiled dotingly, carefully brought the ginger tea to her mouth, and said softly: "Come, open your mouth, be careful of the heat."

Nan Weiwei slowly opened her mouth and took a sip of ginger tea. The warm liquid flowed down her throat, as if taking away a hint of coldness and pain.

Under Nan Yifeng's careful care, Nan Weiwei's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and her body no longer trembled as violently as before.

She leaned in Nan Yifeng's arms, feeling his solid chest and warm embrace, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Although the pain in her lower abdomen had not completely dissipated, at this moment, with Nan Yifeng by her side, she felt that everything seemed less unbearable.

The warm yellow light is like a layer of soft gauze, gently wrapping the living room of Nan Yifeng Villa.

At this moment, the atmosphere, which was originally tense due to Nan Weiwei's dysmenorrhea, seemed to soften a little as her frown relaxed a little, and the spikes of pain seemed to soften a little.

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei's gradually relaxing expression, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, but he felt that he still had to have a good talk with this "disobedient" girl.

He gently lifted Nan Weiwei up from the sofa, letting her lean back more comfortably. He then sat across from her, his expression serious and somewhat reproachful, and said, "Weiwei, look at you! How many times have I told you this? When you have your period, your body is like a delicate instrument that needs meticulous care. Stimulating foods are the 'bad parts' that can disrupt its normal operation. And yet, you insisted on dragging Xiaoxiao and the others out for that tongue-numbing hot pot during the day. You ate until your face flushed red, beads of sweat rolled down your forehead, and you kept saying how much you enjoyed it."

“It’s really enjoyable.”

Nan Yifeng... "Yes, it was enjoyable. After bringing it back, he even secretly took out the ice cream from the refrigerator and ate it like a greedy cat. Now, he's groaning with stomachache and is blaming me for everything."

"It's your fault in the first place." Nan Weiwei was unconvinced.

"Weiwei, you must understand that just like that thick layer of ice doesn't form in a day or two, physical problems definitely don't appear suddenly."

"This is all because you don't pay attention to your body, and it's accumulated little by little! Look, these problems are like little bugs hiding in the dark, slowly eating away at your body, and you're completely unaware. Don't you really understand the truth behind this?"

Nan Weiwei was originally squinting her eyes lazily, leaning on the soft sofa and enjoying the moment of peace. But when she heard Nan Yifeng's long "sermon", she suddenly opened her eyes suddenly like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, staring at Nan Yifeng with her eyes wide open, full of dissatisfaction.

She put her hands on her hips, her face full of anger, her eyes wide open as if about to spit fire, and her voice unconsciously rose an octave, as if her eyes wide open as if about to spit fire.

"Wow, you're amazing! You can even quote scriptures! But what's all this nonsense you're talking about? I really don't understand a word of it! To me, it's not about quoting scriptures at all. It's that you're tossing me around like crazy every night. That's what's really making my health worse and worse! Look at you, you make me so tired every night. I'm almost dying of torture! How can I possibly get better?"

Nan Yifeng was left at a loss for words by her sudden "counterattack". He shook his head helplessly, but couldn't help but let a doting smile appear on the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and gently tapped Nan Weiwei's forehead, as if scolding a naughty child, saying, "What kind of weird things are going on in your little head all day? We all took biology class in high school. The teacher explained the basic knowledge about women's menstruation very clearly. You can't just forget it all."

Nan Weiwei curled her lips after hearing this, looking like a child who made a mistake but refused to admit it.

She waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "I skip biology class every day, so how would I know anything about physiology? Every time in biology class, I feel like the teacher's lectures are like a lullaby, and I fall asleep while listening, so don't use these things to lecture me."

Nan Yifeng was completely defeated by her words. He spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, okay, I think you are really hopeless. Since you don't remember, let's rely on modern technology to make up for it."

"Hurry up and pick up your phone and search Baidu. Learn more about what women should pay attention to during their menstrual period. Stop messing with your body like this. Also, don't go to the company tomorrow. I'm really worried about you going to work in your current physical condition. Just rest at home for a day. I'll make you whatever you want to eat and play with you. Just rest and take care of your body. If you don't take care of yourself anymore, I'm really worried that you'll ruin yourself."

Nan Weiwei looked at Nan Yifeng's helpless and distressed expression, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She leaned back gently into Nan Yifeng's arms, buried her head in his chest, and muttered softly: "I know, I know, I will have a good rest at home tomorrow, but you have to stay with me and don't go to work."

Nan Yifeng gently stroked her hair and said softly, "Okay, I won't go anywhere. I will stay by your side and accompany you through this uncomfortable day. If you still want to eat something delicious or have fun, just tell me and I will definitely satisfy you."

In the villa, the warm yellow light still shines softly, and the two figures are tightly leaning against each other under the light, as if time has stopped at this moment, leaving only full of warmth and love.

The next morning, Fu Yanchen walked down the stairs slowly with brisk steps. He was wearing a simple yet stylish white home suit, and he looked particularly fresh and handsome.

His face was filled with a bright smile, which was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and contagious, as if it had dispelled some of the chill in the early morning.

Mother Hou was standing at the junction of the kitchen and the living room, busy preparing breakfast while keeping an eye on what was happening upstairs.

Seeing Fu Yanchen coming downstairs, she couldn't help but smile and asked casually, "Sir, you seem to be in a particularly good mood today. Is there something special and happy? It feels like you have won the jackpot, your face is full of joy!"

As she spoke, her eyes slowly shifted away from the person she was speaking to, as if she was thinking about something, then she gently turned her head and looked towards the upstairs.

She stared upstairs, as if she could see the scene inside through the closed door.

After a while, she looked away, a look of concern on her face, and asked softly, "Is Xiaoxiao awake? Do you want me to wake her up for breakfast? I made her favorite pork rib soup today."

When Fu Yanchen heard what Hou's mother said, he paused slightly and the curve of his mouth became more obvious. After Xiaoxiao came back, he... was in a good mood every day.

Of course, he couldn't tell Mother Hou. He waved his hand gently and said, "What big prize? Xiaoxiao is my big prize. Besides, Mother Hou, don't you think the weather is nice today? Look."

When Mother Hou heard this, she was confused and subconsciously looked outside suspiciously.

Outside the window, snowflakes were fluttering down, like a group of white elves dancing in the air. The whole world was shrouded in silver, and the heavy snow made the scenery outside look like a fairy tale world.

Hou's mother couldn't help but wonder: "It's snowing heavily, and Mr. Husband says the weather is good? Is he upset? Yesterday it was sunny for a while, but today it's snowing again. Just because of this, Mr. Husband still thinks the weather is good? No, she needs to ask Xiaoxiao how she has upset him again."

However, Mrs. Hou was a person who had seen the world after all. She quickly put away the doubts on her face and replied with a smile: "Okay, sir, you go downstairs to watch the snow first. I'll go call the madam down for breakfast." After that, she turned and walked upstairs.

Fu Yanchen watched Hou's mother's back as she went upstairs, with a faint smile on his lips.

He walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. He picked up a newspaper and began to read it leisurely, but his eyes, which occasionally peeked out from above the newspaper, would look towards the stairs from time to time, as if he was expecting something.

After a while, there was a sound of soft footsteps coming from upstairs, and then Xu Xiaoxiao appeared at the stairs with sleepy eyes.

She was wearing a loose pink pajamas and her hair was a little messy draped over her shoulders. She looked very cute.

When Fu Yanchen saw her, his eyes lit up instantly. He quickly put down the newspaper, stood up, walked quickly to the stairs, reached out and gently supported Xu Xiaoxiao, and said gently: "Did you sleep well? Walk slowly, don't fall."

Xu Xiaoxiao leaned drowsily in Fu Yanchen's arms, yawned, and said, "I slept well, but I'm still a little sleepy."

Fu Yanchen patted her head lovingly and said, "Then after breakfast, go back and take a nap."

At this time, Mother Hou had already brought breakfast to the table and greeted them with a smile, "Sir, Madam, come and have breakfast."

Fu Yanchen took Xu Xiaoxiao's hand and walked to the dining table and sat down. He looked at Nan Weiwei with eyes full of love and said, "Eat quickly, eat more, you will have more energy when you are full."

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the table full of sumptuous breakfast, then looked at Fu Yanchen's gentle smile, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She smiled and nodded, then began to enjoy her delicious breakfast.

Outside the window, heavy snow was still falling, but the villa was filled with warmth and sweetness.

He sat at the dining table and skillfully peeled a boiled egg. With a gentle push of his slender white fingers, the smooth eggshell cracked, revealing the white and tender egg white inside.

He gently placed the peeled eggs on Xu Xiaoxiao's plate, with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, pregnant women should eat more eggs. It is good for your health and can also provide nutrition for the baby."

Xu Xiaoxiao's belly was slightly bulging, like a small hill.

She looked at the round boiled egg on the plate, a helpless look on her already pale face. Her stomach suddenly felt churning, and she lost her appetite instantly.

She frowned, shook her head slightly, and said, "Yan Chen, I feel a little nauseous when I see eggs now. I really can't eat them."

After saying this, her gaze involuntarily looked through the window at the pure white world outside.

The heavy snow was still falling tirelessly, and the branches, roofs and ground were all covered with thick white snow, just like a scene in a fairy tale.

There was a flicker of excitement and anticipation in her eyes, like a child eager to play, a little restless. She gently tugged at Fu Yanchen's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Yanchen, look at the heavy snow outside. It's so beautiful. Let's go out for a walk. I want to experience this snowy scene."

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes and felt a little hesitant.

He knew pregnant women needed more rest, and with the heavy snow and cold weather outside, he was worried that Xu Xiaoxiao would catch a cold. However, seeing her pitiful appearance, he really couldn't bear to refuse.

He gently held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand, placed it in his palm, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, it's too cold outside. You are pregnant now. What if you catch a cold? Let's stay at home."

Xu Xiaoxiao pouted and said aggrievedly, "But I really want to go out and take a look. Just for a while, okay? I promise I'll dress warmly and won't catch a cold."

Fu Yanchen felt soft in his heart when he saw her acting coquettishly.

He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but we have to be fully prepared. First, change into your warmest clothes, put on a hat, gloves, and scarf, and wrap yourself up tightly. I'll also get you a hand warmer. Once everything is ready, we can go out."

Xu Xiaoxiao smiled brightly upon hearing this. She excitedly kissed Fu Yanchen on the face and said, "Yanchen, you're so nice! I'll go change my clothes now."

After saying that, she skipped upstairs. Although her stomach was a little bothersome, she felt particularly relaxed and happy.

After a while, Xu Xiaoxiao changed her clothes and came down.

She was wearing a thick white down jacket, a red hat and gloves, and a furry scarf, and she looked like a cute snowball.

Fu Yanchen looked at her, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You really look like a snowman. Here, take the hand warmer." As he said that, he handed a warm hand warmer to Xu Xiaoxiao.

The two walked out of the villa hand in hand. As soon as they stepped out of the door, a gust of cold air hit them in the face, but Xu Xiaoxiao didn't care at all. She opened her arms excitedly to welcome the falling snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell on her face and hands, quickly melting into crystal drops. She smiled and said, "Yan Chen, look, these snowflakes are so beautiful, just like little elves."

Fu Yanchen looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's happy face and his heart was filled with joy.

He held her hand tightly and said, "As long as you are happy. But we can't stay outside for too long. If you feel cold, go back quickly."

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded and continued to run and play happily in the snow, as if she had returned to her carefree childhood.

Fu Yanchen followed behind her, carefully protecting her, fearing that she would fall.

In this world of ice and snow, their figures appear particularly warm and happy.