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

Chapter 1464 Xiaomei is missing

The boss opened her mouth and prepared to speak. She looked Xiaomei up and down, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said slowly:

"Well... I have to make it clear to you first. Since the money is in my hands, there is no reason for me to take it back. Whether you stay here or not is up to you."

After saying this, a cunning light flashed in his shrewd eyes.

When Xiaomei heard this, her heart suddenly tightened and her face changed slightly. The fear that already arose from this strange place increased a little more.

Her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes, and her eyes moved back and forth between the boss's half-smile and the silver coins clenched in her hand. Her heart was in turmoil, with thoughts flying all over the place.

"This...what should I do?" Xiaomei thought to herself, frowning and looking embarrassed.

I am now in a foreign country without any relatives. If I leave, not only will I waste the eighty dollars, but I may also have nowhere to stay in this vast crowd.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help biting her lower lip, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Forget it!" Xiaomei took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself. She raised her head and looked at the boss with a firm gaze. "I'm fine! Now that the money has been paid, there is no turning back. I, Xiaomei, am not a person who is afraid! I don't believe anything will happen in a peaceful and prosperous world."

After saying this, she straightened her back deliberately, but her expression was still uneasy.

When the boss saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he returned to his mercenary face, smiled and said, "Okay, please come in. Although my hotel is simple, it is clean and comfortable." As he said that, he led Xiaomei away.

Xiaomei followed her boss's steps and stepped into the unfamiliar environment.

There were mottled walls and dim lights all around, the air was filled with a faint smell of mold and fireworks, and occasionally, noisy sounds could be heard coming from afar. All this made Xiaomi even more uneasy.

Her steps never stopped. Now no matter what the road ahead holds, she must move forward bravely.

Lu Feng finished a busy day and went home from get off work. The house was familiar yet slightly quiet.

Inside the house, the dim light shines on the table and the aroma of food rises in the air, but it seems to lack the warmth and joy of the past.

His gaze lingered on the carefully prepared dishes on the table for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of emptiness in his heart, like a lone boat drifting on an endless lake with nowhere to rest.

He sighed softly, and the sigh seemed particularly heavy in the quiet air.

Lu Feng's heart was filled with anxiety and worry, and his thoughts drifted away involuntarily. He missed the time when he and Xiaomei lived together. Although it was only for a few days, these were the happiest days of his life.

During the day, she told him that she had found a job and a place to live, but... Lu Feng discovered that there was an elusive sadness in her eyes.

He slowly walked to the sofa in the living room, sat down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and slid his fingertips lightly across the screen, finally stopping on the familiar number.

After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the dial button, praying silently in his heart that he could get some comfort.

On the other end of the phone, Nan Weiwei's voice was gentle and a little tired: "Hello, is this Lu Feng? What's wrong?"

"Well, Weiwei, it's like this." Lu Feng's voice was low and full of concern. "Xiaomei said during the day that she found a job and a place to live, but she didn't say where. Do you know where exactly? I'm always a little worried."

Nan was silent for a while. "What did you say? Impossible. Xiaomei is not that kind of person! She can't just quit her job all of a sudden."

Nan Weiwei's voice suddenly rose, her tone full of disbelief and anxiety, "She always tells us everything. If she really found a job this time, how could she not tell us? Now Xiaoxiao and I know nothing about it. There must be something fishy. She must be hiding something from us!"

Hearing Nan Weiwei say this, Lu Feng's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes flashing with anxiety and panic, as if an invisible force was surging in his heart, making it difficult for him to calm down.

"What? Do you know where she went?" He asked again anxiously, with a slight tremor in his voice, as if every word carried his heavy worry.

Nan Weiwei on the other end of the phone had been upset these past two days because of Nan Yifeng's "cheating". Her mood was like the sea before a storm, turbulent and difficult to calm down.

Just when she was in such a bad mood, Lu Feng called and told her that something happened to Xiaomei.

This news was undoubtedly a double blow to Nan Weiwei. Her emotions instantly became like a flood that broke through a dam and she could no longer control herself.

Nan Weiwei's voice was full of anxiety and worry, and she almost wanted to curse at Lu Feng on the other end of the phone.

"Where is she? You're asking me? No, how should I know where she is? Didn't I hand her over to you? Now you tell me that she's gone. What happened to you? How could you not even keep an eye on her? What happened? She didn't look for me at all in the past two days. I thought she was doing well with you. How come she suddenly...what happened?"

There was obvious blame and helplessness in Nan Weiwei's words. Her voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that she was exhausted by this series of blows.

On both ends of the phone, both people fell into a brief silence. Only the heavy breathing of each other could be heard, interweaving into a depressing atmosphere in the air.

Lu Feng held the phone tightly, his fingers turned white from the force, and his heart was filled with self-blame and regret.

He knew that now was not the time to pursue responsibility. The most important thing was to find Xiaomei as soon as possible and ensure her safety.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and began to discuss the plan to find Xiaomei with Nan Weiwei. "Weiwei, now is really not the time to blame anyone."

Lu Feng's voice was filled with helplessness and anxiety, "We have to find the person first."

"Tell me what happened." Nan Weiwei knew Xiaomei was not that kind of person.

"She was fine this morning, but suddenly came to me at noon to resign. I was confused. When I asked her the reason, she said she found a more suitable job. I have been wondering about this. She is doing well here, and I was planning to transfer her to a better position next month, but she just left so suddenly."

Nan Weiwei was listening on the other end of the phone, feeling increasingly anxious and uneasy. She asked anxiously, "Did she behave strangely before she left? Or did she say anything special?"

Lu Feng pondered for a moment, trying to recall the scene at that time: "Strange behavior?"

Lu Feng tried hard to recall Xiaomei's every move during the day.

"When she came to the office, I noticed that she looked a little strange. Her face was a little pale, her eyes were wandering, and she seemed a little uneasy. However, I couldn't put my finger on what was wrong."

"I wanted to ask her a few more questions and ask if she had any troubles or worries. But she seemed to be in an unusual hurry, even a little flustered, as if something urgent was urging her to leave. Before I could say anything, she left in a hurry like a gust of wind, leaving me alone there, full of suspicion."

"Looking back now, I really regret not keeping her and asking her a few more questions. Maybe she needed my help and support, but I missed this opportunity because of my momentary negligence. If I could be more sensitive to her abnormality, or keep her more decisively, maybe I could help her solve some problems, or at least make her feel some comfort."

Having said that, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a strong sense of self-blame in his heart. He frowned tightly and took a deep breath, as if this could calm his inner panic a little.

However, this emotion was like a raging torrent, constantly hitting his heart and making it difficult for him to calm down.

After a brief and somewhat awkward silence, Lu Feng seemed to suddenly remember something. His eyes lit up slightly, and then he quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "By the way, I can try to call her first." His tone seemed a little anxious.

However, a cold reminder tone came from the other end of the phone: "The number you dialed is turned off."

At this moment, Lu Feng's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He was extremely anxious, sweat even broke out on his forehead, and his hands were shaking slightly. He knew that time was running out and he couldn't delay any longer, so he picked up his phone without hesitation, quickly opened the chat interface with Nan Weiwei, and quickly typed a line of words: "Weiwei, Xiaomei's phone is not working, let's find someone quickly, should we tell Xu Xiaoxiao?"

After sending this message, his heart beat faster and faster, as if he could hear the sound of his heart beating wildly in his chest.

He held the phone tightly, anxiously waiting for Nan Weiwei's reply; every second seemed particularly long.

After sending the message, he held the phone tightly, his eyes full of anxiety and anticipation, as if he hoped to get news from Xiaomei immediately through this thin screen.

The air around him seemed to be frozen, making people feel suffocated. Lu Feng had only one thought in his mind: he had to find Xiaomei as soon as possible no matter what.

Nan Weiwei's slender fingers danced lightly on the screen, like the graceful notes in the forest, weaving a gentle but firm message: "Why tell Xiaoxiao? She is now resting and taking care of her baby. Let's not disturb her peace. Let's go find Xiaomei on our own."

After saying this, she sighed softly, as if she had some unknown worry in her heart.

Then, she slid her fingertips and dialed Nan Yifeng's number.

There was a long ring on the other end of the phone, but there was no response, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Nan Weiwei couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart, her brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of barely perceptible anxiety flashed in her eyes.

Finally, when that familiar and slightly tired voice penetrated the receiver and reached her ears, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Weiwei was just about to speak when Nan Yifeng spoke.

"Weiwei, I'm discussing important matters with an important partner here, so I'm afraid I won't be back until later." There was a hint of apology and helplessness in Nan Yifeng's voice.

When Nan Weiwei heard this, the expression on her face changed subtly, like a fleeting cloud in the night sky, hiding a hint of unspeakable loss.

She responded softly, "Take your time, business is more important." After that, she hung up the phone, with an indescribable determination and independence in her action.

She had originally wanted to find this opportunity to ask Nan Yifeng to help find Xiaomei and reconcile. Unexpectedly, forget it.

Then she stood up, walked to the entrance, and took the heavy car key from the hook.

The key turned gently in her hand, making a subtle and crisp sound, as if some kind of determination deep in her heart was quietly awakening.

Nan took a deep breath, as if to cheer herself up, then opened the door and stepped into the world outside that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Outside the door, the afterglow of the lights was gently falling on the street, giving everything a faint golden glow.

Nan Weiwei's steps were brisk and firm. Her figure lengthened under the light and moved farther and farther away, as if she was pursuing something, or perhaps escaping from something.

In the surrounding environment, the occasional roar of cars and the whispers of pedestrians interweave into a symphony of life, and she is the most unique note in this song, moving forward alone with her own melody.

Here, Xiaomei was alone in the hotel room, and the silence around her seemed to be able to hear the footsteps of time.

She picked up the phone, only to find that the black screen was as dark and lifeless as the night - the phone was out of battery.

She couldn't help feeling anxious and started looking for the charger in her messy luggage, but it was like looking for a familiar figure in a vast crowd, she couldn't find it.

Xiaomei bit her lip, her heart filled with helplessness and fear.

The landlady just said that it was very dangerous outside and she didn't dare to step out of the door rashly.

After thinking for a moment, she mustered up her courage and walked to the front desk, her slightly shy face full of pleading.

"Madam boss, do you have a charger here? My phone is out of battery and I need it urgently."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but full of deep expectation.

The proprietress looked up at her, and seemed to read Xiaomei's helplessness in her eyes that had seen all kinds of human life.

She pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, with a faint smile on her lips: "Okay, I'll lend it to you, but I have to charge you a deposit of ten dollars."

Xiaomei felt a little reluctant when she heard that, but when she thought about being able to reestablish contact with the outside world, she thanked the proprietress repeatedly, took out ten yuan from her wallet, and carefully handed it to the proprietress.

The moment she took the charger, she felt like she had held a life-saving straw in her hand.

Back in the room, Xiaomei couldn't wait to plug in the charger, but the phone was like a sleeping child, reluctant to wake up.

She waited anxiously, time seemed to be stretched, and every second seemed like a long age.

But at this inopportune moment, her stomach made a rumbling sound, reminding her that she had not eaten for a long time.

Xiaomei smiled bitterly and opened the suitcase. Fortunately, there were a few buckets of instant noodles lying quietly inside, as if they were her savior at the moment.

She quickly boiled water and prepared to make a bucket of hot noodles to dispel the coldness and hunger in her heart.

As the heat rose, an enticing fragrance gradually filled the room.

Xiaomei sat on the edge of the bed, holding the bowl of steaming instant noodles in her hands, feeling an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

What she didn't know was,,,