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

Chapter 1655 all refused

Nan Weiwei felt a surge of anger erupt from the bottom of her heart, rushing straight to her head like a volcanic eruption. Her eyes widened as if they were about to spew fire, and her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, yet she felt no pain at all.

She suddenly raised her voice, which became sharp and shrill with anger: "Nan Yifeng, what do you mean? Are you trying to turn the tables on me? Is this funny?"

Nan Yi Feng,,,

"You mean I cheated on you because I found someone new? Nan Yifeng, you bastard! We've been friends since we were kids, running around in the yard in our open-crotch pants, going to school together with our backpacks. We've been through thick and thin together all these years, don't you know me?"

Nan Yifeng... it's precisely because he knows her too well that he can't work out with her. Nan Weiwei will break up with him because of some photos, unless she has someone else in her heart.

"Nan Yifeng... Am I the kind of person who is fickle and promiscuous?"

"Listen to me! Don't forget what shady things you and that woman named Li Shanshan did! The way you two were hugging and kissing in the car was unbearable to watch!"

"Look at those photos! You two look just like a couple deeply in love, inseparable. Even the car windows are fogged up by your breath!"

Nan Yifeng... he was even more wronged than Dou E.

"What's even more outrageous is that you two were passionately kissing in the street, right in front of other people, completely disregarding the other passersby! This behavior is utterly shameless!"

"Tell me, what normal girlfriend could tolerate her boyfriend cheating so blatantly? Nan Yifeng, you'd better speak like a human being! If you can't even speak properly, then just shut your mouth and stop making me feel so disgusted and repulsed!"

Nan Weiwei became more and more agitated as she spoke, her body trembling slightly with anger, her chest heaving violently, like an enraged little lion ready to pounce and tear at any moment.

Nan Yifeng's previously tense face suddenly broke into a smile after hearing Nan Weiwei's intense words.

The smile was complicated, tinged with relief and guilt. It turned out that his Weiwei was still his; he had made Nan Weiwei misunderstand.

He slowly and gently shook his head, as if trying to shake off all the troubles in his mind, but it seemed to be just an unconscious action.

With this simple movement, his already somewhat hoarse voice became even deeper, like the faint tremor of a gentle breeze brushing against the strings of a musical instrument, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Yet this very soft sound possessed an irresistible magic, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

It's good that it's not Ye Junhao... These words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing a sense of relief; but at the same time, they were so understated, as if it were all a matter of course.

Then, as if remembering something important, he suddenly raised his voice and his tone became serious: I knew it, he had no chance of taking my things! After saying this, a barely perceptible smug smile appeared on his face.

“I am not yours,” Nan Weiwei said.

Nan Yifeng's gaze gradually softened, returning to its previous gentle state, and he murmured to himself: "Thank goodness, thank goodness..."

Finally, he sighed deeply, as if he regretted or blamed himself for his behavior, and said softly: Weiwei, I'm so sorry... I wasn't good enough and made you sad.

His eyes were full of sincerity, and his originally cold and stern features softened, as if he were gently telling Nan about his endless apologies.

Nan Weiwei saw that he admitted it so easily and could even laugh, and her anger not only did not subside, but burned even more fiercely.

She snorted coldly, a mocking smile curving her lips, and said coldly, "No need to apologize. Anyway, Li Shanshan is quite nice. She's young and beautiful, and she knows how to be charming. The two of you are a match made in heaven. I, Nan Weiwei, am not good enough for you."

She deliberately emphasized the words "pretty good," her eyes filled with disdain and determination.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yifeng's face turned deathly pale. He hurriedly stepped forward, trying to grab Nan Weiwei's hand, and said urgently, "Weiwei, let me explain, Shanshan and I..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a sudden, urgent cell phone ringtone rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet car.

Nan Yifeng frowned, a hint of impatience on his face, but he still reluctantly took out his phone from his pocket.

He glanced at the caller ID, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but ultimately pressed the answer button.

"Hello..." As soon as he spoke, a commotion came from the other end of the phone, as if something urgent had happened.

Nan looked at him coldly, her heart filled with mixed feelings. She didn't know whether to be glad that the phone call had interrupted his explanation or to worry about this unknown change.

Just then, Nan Weiwei's phone, which was in her bag, suddenly rang. The crisp ringtone sounded particularly jarring in the already somewhat awkward atmosphere inside the car.

She paused slightly, then instinctively reached into her bag and pulled out her phone, which displayed an unfamiliar number.

Nan Weiwei frowned slightly, feeling conflicted. Could it be a scam call? But she still pressed the answer button.

Ye Junhao's deep, magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, like a warm, gentle spring breeze caressing your ear, as he softly said:

"Weiwei, is this a convenient time for you? If you have some time, how about we meet up? How about a small get-together at my favorite coffee shop? I recently had a sudden inspiration and tried to develop a brand new coffee flavor~ and this unique flavor was specially blended according to your usual preferences!"

"I'm sure it will satisfy your taste buds! How about coming over and give it a try?"

His tone revealed a hint of anticipation, as if he were full of confidence and pride in the coffee he had personally prepared.

The melodious sound is like heavenly music, exuding a captivating charm that makes people involuntarily intoxicated and unable to resist this invisible attraction.

Nan Weiwei gently bit her lips, and her originally clear eyes became somewhat unsteady.

She cautiously glanced at Nan Yifeng beside her out of the corner of her eye.

He was focused on answering the phone, but for some reason, Nan Weiwei could clearly sense that more than half of his attention wasn't entirely on the call, but rather was subtly drawn to her...

She hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Um... I have something to do right now, so it might not be convenient."

Ye Junhao seemed to sense the hesitation in her tone and quickly said, "It's okay, Weiwei. Just send me a message when you're done with your work. I'll be waiting for you."

Nan Weiwei felt a sense of helplessness and could only vaguely reply, "Okay, I understand, but I probably won't be free today. Let's talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, she held it tightly in her hand, feeling that the small phone was now almost hot to the touch.

Meanwhile, on Nan Yifeng's end, Li Shanshan's voice, trembling with tears, came through the phone: "Yifeng, I'm at your mother's door. I've been knocking for ages, but no one's opening the door."

"I don't have a car right now. My car is in the repair shop. I had to take a taxi to get here today. It's so late now, I can't get a taxi at all. I can't get back. Can you come and pick me up?"

Li Shanshan's voice was soft and pitiful, like a wounded fawn seeking shelter.

Nan Yifeng was already annoyed because he heard Ye Junhao call Nan Weiwei. When he heard Li Shanshan's words, his brows furrowed even more, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

However, his mind was not entirely absorbed in the call; it was as if an invisible force was firmly drawing his hearing in.

The force came from Ye Junhao's voice, gripping his ears like a magnet.

Although Li Shanshan's voice was equally clear and loud, what lingered deep in his mind at this moment was only Ye Junhao's gentle, water-like call that had just drifted from the other end of the phone.

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Nan Weiwei, observing her every move, as if trying to discern the nature of her relationship with Ye Junhao from her expression.

Seeing that Nan Weiwei decisively rejected Ye Junhao, a hint of relief flashed across Nan Yifeng's originally tense face, but it was quickly replaced by coldness.

He gripped the phone tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes revealing a resolute determination. His voice, as cold as the frost of winter, addressed Li Shanshan on the other end of the line:

"Figure it out yourself. I didn't ask you to visit my parents. From the moment you decided to go there on your own, you should have expected this outcome. Adults are responsible for their own actions; that's a basic principle. That's all, goodbye."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation, as if listening to Li Shanshan's voice for even a second longer would make him feel agitated.

After hanging up the phone, the car fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that it was as if they could hear each other breathing.

Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng sat in their respective seats, neither of them speaking first.

Nan Weiwei lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, her eyes somewhat unfocused, as if she was thinking about something; Nan Yifeng, on the other hand, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his gaze fixed straight ahead, but his eyes were unfocused, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

The air inside the car seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

A few minutes later, Nan Weiwei finally couldn't help but break the suffocating silence.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Nan Yifeng with a firm gaze. Her voice trembled slightly, but it was full of sincerity: "Nan Yifeng... I really... I had absolutely no relationship with Ye Junhao before! I don't know why he contacted me,"

"is it?"

"This is absolutely true! He is just one of my many friends. We only chat a few words in our spare time, and he is the one who sends me messages. I only reply to his messages out of politeness. We have never done anything that crosses the line of friendship! We have never even held hands."

"Really?" Nan Yifeng still didn't believe it.

"Please believe that everything I said is true. Please don't misunderstand and think that I chose to part ways with you because of him... After all, how could someone as upright as me do such an immoral thing? I won't take the blame for this."

Nan Weiwei became more and more excited as she spoke, her cheeks flushing red from the emotional turmoil. She stared intently at Nan Yifeng, trying to see a trace of trust in his eyes.

Upon hearing Nan Weiwei's words, Nan Yifeng's originally cold and stern face finally softened slightly.

He slowly turned his head to look at Nan Weiwei, his eyes filled with complex emotions—doubt, guilt, and a hint of barely perceptible joy.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Weiwei, I know that the breakup might not be entirely because of him. But when I saw you two getting close, I panicked and said a lot of hurtful things in a moment of impulse. Actually, I've been regretting it ever since. I regret not cherishing you more back then, and I regret not listening to your explanation."

Nan Yifeng's voice was deep and hoarse, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

Nan Weiwei's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard Nan Yifeng's words. She hadn't expected Nan Yifeng to say such a thing.

She felt a mix of emotions, a sense of reluctance to let go of the past and uncertainty about the future.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She just sat there quietly, looking at Nan Yifeng, as if waiting for something.

The atmosphere inside the car was still somewhat awkward, but it had eased considerably compared to before.

After a while, the car was so quiet that it seemed as if the air itself had frozen. Only the occasional sound of a car horn from outside the window could barely break the suffocating silence.

Nan Yifeng suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable complex emotion, like jealousy, yet also like self-mockery:

"If you have no intention of getting back together with me, then why not turn your attention to someone else? Although he may have a physical disability, his heart is perfectly healthy and full of vitality."

Nan Weiwei,,,,

"Actually, he's been secretly watching you for a long time, and has been trying to express his feelings to you in various ways. Now that we've parted ways, perhaps this is the opportunity that fate has given you two to meet and get to know each other! If you two can eventually come together and become each other's life partners, I wouldn't be surprised. After all, considering his circumstances... well, his family background is pretty good."

At this point, Nan Yifeng suddenly stopped speaking, and a sinister and cunning glint flashed in the depths of his originally calm eyes.

His handsome face twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, forming a sarcastic smile.

Then, he continued unhurriedly, "But, looking at him like that, do you two really think it'll work out in bed? I bet he'd have trouble even moving an inch! How could someone like that possibly give you real pleasure and satisfaction? Hahahaha..."

Nan Weiwei was stunned when she heard Nan Yifeng's words. Then, a surge of anger rushed from the bottom of her heart to her head. Her eyes widened, filled with anger and disbelief. Her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

She never imagined that the man she once loved so deeply would say such vicious and offensive things to humiliate her.

"Nan Yifeng, you bastard!"

Nan Weiwei roared, her voice sharp and shrill with anger, "How could you say such a thing?"

"Although Ye Junhao has a physical disability, he is kind and sincere, a million times better than you! Do you think everyone is like you, only valuing appearance and those superficial things? My relationship with him is innocent. Even if we do get together in the future, it will be because of mutual appreciation and understanding, not because of those so-called dirty thoughts of yours!"

Nan Weiwei became more and more agitated as she spoke, her body trembling slightly with anger, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

She took a deep breath and continued, "Instead of humiliating me and him here, you should reflect on yourself. Don't you know why we broke up? You hurt me time and time again, disappointed me time and time again, and now you're blaming everyone else. Are you even a man?"

After saying that, Nan Weiwei suddenly opened the car door and jumped out of the car without looking back.

Nan Yifeng sat in the car, staring blankly at Nan Weiwei's departing figure, a hint of regret and confusion on his face, but it was quickly replaced by stubbornness and obstinacy.

At this time...