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

Chapter 1553 Do you want to send a message?

The two people were chatting animatedly, the topic jumping happily between the trivialities of life and their aspirations for the future, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her eyes inadvertently and saw Nan Weiwei looking at the computer screen in front of her with a frown. She scratched her head with her hand, bit her lips, and her brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川". She looked like a little animal trapped by a problem, turning around in a panic.

Xu Xiaoxiao's curiosity was aroused at once. She stood up gently, walked cautiously behind Nan Weiwei, bent down slightly, and stared at the computer screen.

The dense data and complex charts on the screen made Xu Xiaoxiao frown, but she quickly regained her confidence.

She patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder gently and said in a gentle and playful voice, "Weiwei, I see you're so worried. How about I help you? Although I'm pregnant now, I hope I haven't forgotten the little computer knowledge I learned before. When I was in school, programming and data processing were my strengths. I think my foundation should be better than yours. Maybe I can help you solve this problem soon."

Nan Weiwei was originally immersed in her own "sea of ​​suffering", and was so scared by Xu Xiaoxiao's slap that she almost jumped up from her chair.

She was like a frightened little rabbit, her body trembling slightly, her eyes wide open, full of fear and anxiety.

Her hands quickly stretched out like a hen protecting her chicks, tightly wrapping around the computer, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

Her fingers gripped the edge of the computer tightly, afraid it would slip out of her hands.

My whole body involuntarily shrank back, as if this could hide the computer from being discovered by others.

Her movements seemed a little clumsy, but revealed her extreme cherishment and protection for the computer.

"Don't! Don't!"

Nan Weiwei waved her hands repeatedly in fear, as if she had seen something terrible. Her voice became a little sharp due to extreme nervousness, and even trembled a little.

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,,

"Xiaoxiao, please don't do this! If your Fu Yanchen, that cold-faced devil, saw this, he would definitely misunderstand and think that I was abusing you!"

"How is that possible? Fu Yanchen is not that kind of person." Xu Xiaoxiao explained.

"He's not that kind of person. Haha, Xiaoxiao, you don't know. Last time... remember, you just helped me organize a small document, but when he found out, the look in his eyes was like he wanted to eat me!"

Xu Xiaoxiao, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"It's not real? Could it be cooked up? He treats you like a porcelain doll. He's worried that you'll get tired even if he lets you walk by yourself. What's more, he keeps nagging us every day, asking us not to do this or that. How can I dare ask you to help me? My little body can't withstand his "storms". If I really let you help me, I'm afraid I'll be nagged to death by him. So, for the sake of living a few more years, forget it!"

Xu Xiaoxiao burst out laughing at Nan Weiwei's exaggerated and vivid metaphor. She gently took Nan Weiwei's hand, shook it, and said coquettishly, "Weiwei, don't be so exaggerated. Fu Yanchen is just concerned about me, and concern can lead to confusion. Besides, I feel pretty good now, so I'll just think of it as stretching my muscles. Just give me a chance and let me try."

Nan Weiwei shook her head like a rattle and said firmly, "No, no, this is non-negotiable. I don't want to experience the feeling of being 'hunted down' by Fu Yanchen again. Just sit here and chat with me. I'll figure this out on my own."

Seeing Nan Weiwei's resolute attitude, Xu Xiaoxiao shrugged helplessly and sat back in her seat, muttering, "How stingy! If you don't want to help, then don't help."

However, there was still a hint of eagerness to help in her bright eyes.

Nan Weiwei looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's expression and couldn't help laughing again. The office was once again filled with their laughter.

In the end, Nan Weiwei couldn't resist Xu Xiaoxiao's persistence. Looking at her sparkling eyes full of expectation, she sighed helplessly and dotingly, slowly loosened her hands that were tightly protecting the computer, and carefully pushed the computer in front of Xu Xiaoxiao, not forgetting to remind her: "Okay, but you have to be careful. If you get tired, stop immediately, otherwise Fu Yanchen won't let me go easily when he comes back."

A bright smile instantly broke out on Xu Xiaoxiao's face, like a child who had obtained a favorite toy. She gently took the computer with both hands, placed it steadily on her legs, and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her sitting posture to make herself more comfortable, and then stared at the computer screen intently, her fingers lightly placed on the keyboard, and began to familiarize herself with the interface and operating procedures.

Just then, Niu Mengmeng came over jumping like a curious little deer.

She leaned down slightly, putting her head between Xu Xiaoxiao and the computer screen, her eyes wide open, and asked curiously, "Mrs. Fu, have you ever worked in graphic design before?"

Xu Xiaoxiao heard the voice and turned her head slightly. Seeing that it was Niu Mengmeng, she smiled friendly and nodded gently. Her voice was gentle and kind: "Well, I learned a little when I was in Lin City. I was quite interested in this area at that time, so I spent some time studying it and made some books for them to earn some extra money."

As she spoke, her fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard as lightly as dancing butterflies, accompanied by a slight "click" sound, as if it were a beautiful melody.

However, her words revealed a hint of helplessness, "But it's been a long time since I last did it, so I'm a little rusty. Now I don't feel very comfortable operating it."

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she seemed somewhat dissatisfied with her performance.

Niu Mengmeng's eyes sparkled with admiration, as if she had discovered a new world. She said excitedly, "Wow, Mrs. Fu, you're amazing! Even after such a long time, you must have mastered the skills much faster than us. Tell me, what projects have you worked on in the past?"

Xu Xiaoxiao laughed at Niu Mengmeng's enthusiasm. She waved her hand gently and said modestly, "It's nothing special. It's just some small projects to train myself. At that time, I just thought it was fun and wanted to learn more."

Nan Weiwei watched the two of them from the side and couldn't help but joked, "Mengmeng, stop pestering Xiaoxiao. Let her focus on solving my problem. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave work today."

Niu Mengmeng stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a smile, "Sister Weiwei, I'm just curious. Mrs. Fu is so amazing, I want to learn from her. Maybe I can become a great god in the future."

Xu Xiaoxiao glanced at Niu Mengmeng and said, "Okay, if you are interested, I will teach you when I have the chance."

Niu Mengmeng almost jumped for joy when she heard this. She nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, thank you, Mrs. Fu! Then I won't bother you for now. Just focus on it, and I'll be by your side to cheer you on."

After saying that, she sat aside obediently, but her eyes still glanced at Xu Xiaoxiao from time to time, watching her operate the computer with anticipation.

Xu Xiaoxiao focused her attention on the computer again, her fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, her eyes fixed on the screen, trying hard to recall the knowledge and operating skills she had learned before, trying to solve the problem Nan Weiwei encountered as soon as possible.

The office fell silent, with only the sound of typing keyboards and occasional chuckles. The atmosphere was both tense and warm.

"Done,"

Xu Xiaoxiao's slender fingers placed the last crisp tap on the keyboard, like the perfect ending note of a performance.

She let out a long sigh, leaned back in her chair, tilted her head back slightly, with a relaxed and complacent smile on her face, and stared at the screen with sparkling eyes, as if admiring her own masterpiece.

She turned her head and looked at Nan Weiwei, who was waiting for the result with anticipation. She lowered her voice and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Weiwei, you have to keep it a secret later, otherwise Fu Yanchen will complain again. If he knew I secretly helped you with this, he would probably nag me for a long time, saying that I didn't rest well."

Upon hearing this, Nan Weiwei immediately put her index finger on her lips and made a "hush" gesture. Her eyes were filled with a knowing smile as she jokingly said, "I see. I'm more afraid of him nagging. You're his baby now, he dotes on you like a daughter. You said you were pregnant, and he's already praising you to the sky. If I tire you out, he'll eat me alive."

At this time, Niu Mengmeng, who had been watching quietly on the side, had envy shining in her eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

She slowly moved forward a few steps, leaning forward slightly, as if wanting to get closer so that the other person could hear her more clearly.

Her voice was slightly low, yet it revealed a hint of emotion and envy that was difficult to conceal.

"Look at you, you're Mrs. Fu now. Your status and position are completely different! And you're pregnant, which is a big happy event for the Fu family! Mr. Fu must be pampering you like a princess. How could he let you go out to work?"

As she spoke, she shook her head gently, as if she was full of helplessness and dissatisfaction with her life.

"Look at us. We have to work like a top in the company every day for that meager salary, from morning till night, without a moment's rest. When will this life end?"

His words revealed a deep sense of fatigue and helplessness, as if he was tired of this busy and dull life.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, but there was a hint of bitterness that was hard to detect hidden in that smile.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow on her cheek, and was silent for a moment. Faced with such a compliment, she really didn't know how to react.

Becoming Mrs. Fu may seem extremely glorious and enviable to outsiders, but she knows in her heart that only she knows the feeling behind it.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes somewhat complicated, as if hiding many unknown stories.

She pursed her lips slightly, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words back.

She thought of the suffering she had endured in the past, the days when she faced difficulties and setbacks alone, and the nights when she cried silently in the darkness. How could others have experienced this?

Those pains and sufferings are like deep scars engraved in her heart. Although time may make the scars fade slowly, they will never disappear completely.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoxiao sighed softly, and said in a calm tone but with a hint of helplessness: "Actually, there is nothing to be proud of being Mrs. Fu. Everyone has their own life and their own difficulties."

After saying that, she turned her gaze to the computer screen again, as if she was avoiding something, or thinking about something.

The office fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional car horn outside the window breaking the tranquility.

Nan Weiwei's gaze gradually drifted away from the lively scene, her eyes became somewhat empty, and she seemed as if her soul had been taken away, and she was in a trance again.

Her thoughts drifted uncontrollably towards one person - Ye Junhao.

Ye Junhao once again quietly helped her solve Chen Donghai's big problem.

He was like a savior who suddenly appeared. When Nan Weiwei was overwhelmed and almost collapsed by tedious affairs and difficult problems, he appeared in front of her with just the right help and easily resolved the situations that gave her a headache.

Nan Weiwei sat at her desk, her fingers tapping the table unconsciously, making a rhythmic but slightly dull sound.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she wondered to herself: Why is he paying so much attention to me?

Not only that, he also helped me many times and helped me solve those difficult problems.

Why was all this happening? Was it really true, as the saying goes, "If someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief"? What was his hidden purpose behind this attentiveness?

She couldn't help but recall every detail of her acquaintance with him.

Every time she encountered difficulties, he always stepped forward at the critical moment, as if he was a messenger sent by God to save her.

However, all this seems too coincidental, which makes people suspicious.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was amiss. His actions were truly baffling.

Perhaps he had special feelings for her? Or perhaps he had other intentions? All sorts of speculations swirled in her mind, making her increasingly confused and uneasy.

Her eyes fell on the mobile phone on the corner of the table, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

Otherwise, you should find the business card and send the other party a message to express your gratitude.

After all, they have helped me so much, and I would feel bad if I didn't even say a word of thanks.

Moreover, this is not only a form of courtesy, but also a response and respect for the other party's goodwill.

But just as I had this thought, another voice sounded in my mind: "Let's not ask. What's the point of asking? I have no intention of having any contact with him in the future."

In Nan Weiwei's world, the boundaries between emotions and social interactions are clear and strict.

Apart from Nan Yifeng, her childhood sweetheart who knows her very well and is an extremely important person in her life, only the reliable friends around Nan Yifeng can make her accept them without any reservations.

In her opinion, there is no room for other opposite sex around her.

She was afraid of the complicated emotional entanglements and afraid of breaking the existing life that made her feel safe and comfortable.

She picked up the phone, her finger hovered over the screen for a moment, and finally put it down slowly.

Forget it, why bother exploring the unknown? Perhaps keeping a little distance would be better for both of us.

She took a deep breath, trying to pull herself away from these complicated thoughts and refocus her attention on the work at hand.

But her eyes would still drift towards the phone from time to time, and she was secretly expecting something, but her expectation was quickly suppressed by reason.

In the office, the voices of colleagues talking and the sounds of keyboards tapping are intertwined, forming a noisy background sound.

Nan Weiwei, on the other hand, seemed to be in an independent world, wandering and struggling in her own thoughts, trying to find an answer that would make her feel at ease.