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

Chapter 1547 Checking the Cell Phone

When Nan Weiwei saw Nan Yifeng, her footsteps paused slightly at the entrance, as if she was gently pulled by an invisible hand.

She slowly raised her head and her eyes met the cold eyes of Nan Yifeng who was sitting on the sofa. In an instant, a feeling of guilt surged from the bottom of her heart like a tide and quickly spread throughout her body.

Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes and rubbed it hard, as if this could ease the anxiety in her heart.

She tried to force out a slightly stiff smile, her voice trembling and flattering: "Yi Feng...you haven't slept yet..."

The ending tone was dragged out a little, as if testing, or as if delaying time so that he could come up with a more perfect excuse.

Nan Yifeng was still sitting steadily on the sofa, leaning back slightly, with his hands casually placed on the armrests of the sofa, but his eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Nan Weiwei.

He looked at Nan Weiwei expressionlessly, his eyes as cold as ice, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a subtle sneer.

The voice was low and magnetic, as if coming from the underworld, making people shudder.

Beneath his indifferent appearance, he hides an undeniable majesty, like an enraged lion, ready to launch a fatal attack on anyone who offends him.

He spoke slowly, each word coming out from between his teeth, with undisguised anger: "Weiwei, where have you been?"

These three simple words were like three sharp swords, piercing the other person's heart.

"Yi Feng, that me, you..." Nan stuttered.

Seeing Nan Weiwei's hesitation, Nan Yifeng's voice suddenly rose an octave, exploding in the air like thunder: "How could I not know? Our Weiwei has always been arrogant. Who... has such a big heart? In the middle of the night... You rushed out in a hurry just because of a phone call."

Nan Yifeng's words were full of questions and condemnations, making it impossible to avoid them.

Every word was like a cold stone, hitting Nan Weiwei's heart and making her even more panicked.

Nan Weiwei's eyes began to flicker. She didn't dare look directly into Nan Yifeng's eyes, so she had to lower her eyes and stare at her toes.

Her mind raced, trying to come up with a plausible excuse.

However, under Nan Yifeng's eagle-like sharp gaze, she suddenly felt that all the lies seemed so pale and powerless.

"I...I..." Nan Weiwei stuttered, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, but her pounding heart betrayed her nervousness.

"It's just... a friend of mine encountered some trouble, so she called me and asked me to go over and help." As she spoke, she secretly observed Nan Yifeng's reaction, hoping to find a hint of tolerance in his expression.

Nan Yifeng frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He sat up straight and leaned forward, bringing him closer to Nan Weiwei.

"Friend? What friend? It's so late, what kind of trouble could you possibly have that would require you to run over there in the middle of the night? Male? Female?"

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of oppression, making Nan Weiwei feel as if a mountain was pressing on her chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Nan Weiwei's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She wiped them gently with her hand and continued, "It's just... just an ordinary friend. She... she accidentally got into a minor car accident and her car was damaged. She was alone there and didn't know what to do, so she called me."

She tried to make her tone sound natural, but the slightly trembling voice still betrayed her nervousness.

Nan Yifeng sneered, and that laugh was like a cold wind, making Nan Weiwei shiver.

"An ordinary friend? Could an ordinary friend make you so anxious that he ran away without even saying hello? Who is it? I know all your friends."

His eyes were filled with mockery and dissatisfaction. "Nan Weiwei, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? How could I be fooled so easily?"

Nan Weiwei's face flushed red. She felt like a thief caught in the act, feeling extremely embarrassed.

She bit her lip, mustered up the courage to raise her head, looked directly into Nan Yifeng's eyes, and said, "Yifeng, I really didn't lie to you. It was really a friend who was in trouble. I know it was wrong for me to run away without telling you in advance, but the situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't have time to think too much."

Nan Yifeng stared at Nan Weiwei for a long time, his eyes seemed to see through her.

"Nan Yifeng, don't look at me like that..."

Nan Yifeng frowned, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness. His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, making a "da da da" sound, as if it was an outward release of his inner anxious emotions.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, took a few steps in front of Nan Weiwei, stared down at her, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, with a hint of questioning and unwillingness: "Nan Weiwei, tell me, is there green grassland above my head?"

The words were like a bomb, exploding instantly in the originally quiet space, making the air around them seem to solidify.

Nan Weiwei was sitting aside, holding a cup in her hand. Just as she was about to bring it to her mouth to drink water, she heard Nan Yifeng's sudden words and her whole body froze in an instant as if she was cast under a spell.

Her eyes were wide open, like two round glass balls, with bloodshot eyes as if they were about to spit out fire.

She slammed the cup down on the table, and the water in the cup splashed out, forming a small puddle on the table.

She was so angry that she was shaking all over, her chest heaving violently, and she shouted loudly: "Nan Yifeng, what nonsense are you talking about? You are obviously talking nonsense! I am Nan Weiwei, you look at Zhang Da, am I that kind of person? Don't you understand me?! How can you distrust me so much and say such hurtful words! "

The voice was sharp and piercing, like a sharp knife, piercing Nan Yifeng's heart straight.

Nan Weiwei put her hands on her hips and leaned forward slightly, like an enraged little lioness, ready to pounce on Nan Yifeng and argue with him at any time.

Her cheeks turned red with anger, like ripe apples, and the veins on her forehead bulged slightly, showing her extreme anger.

"This matter really can't be explained in a few words. There are so many aspects involved, and the situation is extremely complicated. I really can't explain it to you in detail right now! Don't worry, I will tell you everything after I have dealt with all the problems, okay? Can't you just be a little more patient? Can you stop being so willful and unreasonable?"

Her eyes were full of grievance and helplessness, as if she was the one who was wronged.

Nan Yifeng was not intimidated by Nan Weiwei's anger at all. He stared at Nan Weiwei's eyes closely, revealing an unquestionable stubbornness in his eyes, like an enraged bull who was determined to fight to the death.

He took a step forward and approached Nan Weiwei. The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

Nan Weiwei, are you going to hit yourself?

Nan Yifeng stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

Nan Weiwei..., "What?"

"Cell phone... Nan Weiwei, I can't wait for you to confess, so I'll check it myself."

Nan Weiwei... "You... half believe me?"

"How can I trust you with the way you've been acting these past few days? Are you...feeling guilty?"

"I didn't." Nan Weiwei retorted.

"No? I don't believe it! You must be hiding something from me, so you don't dare show me your phone. You always check my phone secretly, and every time you do it, you act so mysterious, as if I have done something wrong to you. Now I just asked you to hand over your phone to let me see it, but you are so reluctant, and you use privacy as an excuse. This is simply a sign of your guilty conscience!"

Nan Weiwei's expression became even uglier. She bit her lips until they turned white, and sparks of anger flashed in her eyes.

"You're being unreasonable! Why should I show you my phone? This is my privacy. Everyone has their own little secrets. When you checked my phone, did I ever say anything? Now you're suspecting me. Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Her voice was choked with excitement, and tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to burst out at any moment.

Nan Yifeng snorted coldly, a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of suspicion and scrutiny, as if he wanted to see through Nan Weiwei.

"Privacy? If you have nothing to hide, why are you afraid of me looking at your phone? When you checked my phone, why didn't you think about it being my privacy? Now that it's my turn to look at yours, you start talking about privacy. Isn't this double standard?"

There was a hint of disdain in his tone, as if he had already determined that Nan Weiwei was hiding something.

Nan Weiwei was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Nan Yifeng's nose, her voice becoming sharp with excitement: "Nan Yifeng, you are simply unreasonable! I checked your phone because I trust you and want to know more about you, but what about you? You are now doubting my character and my feelings for you! Do you know that what you said is very hurtful!"

She finally couldn't hold back her tears and they flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

When Nan Yifeng saw Nan Weiwei crying, his heart tightened slightly, but his stubbornness made him unwilling to compromise easily.

He turned his head away, not wanting to look at Nan Weiwei's tears. His voice softened slightly, but remained firm: "I'm not doubting your character, I just want the truth. If you're really alright, just show me your phone and prove your innocence. That way, the misunderstanding between us can be resolved, right?"

Nan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She knew that it was useless to confront Nan Yifeng head-on.

She raised her head and looked at Nan Yifeng with an almost pleading look, her voice tinged with tears: "Yifeng, I really didn't do anything to let you down. This matter is really complicated, and I can't explain it to you clearly now. When I solve it, I will definitely tell you everything, okay? Just trust me again."

Nan Yifeng was silent for a moment, his eyes wandering over Nan Weiwei's face, trying to find a flaw in her expression.

In the end, under the gaze of Nan Yifeng, Nan Weiwei's inner defenses gradually collapsed, and she finally compromised.

She knew in her heart that if she didn't take out her cell phone to let Nan Yifeng see clearly, this storm would be difficult to calm down, and the rift in trust between them would become wider and wider.

She lowered her head slightly, a hint of hesitation and worry flashed in her eyes, and her fingers unconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes.

However, this uneasiness was fleeting, and she quickly reassured herself: the phone was new, and there wasn't anything shameful hidden inside. Besides Xu Xiaoxiao and the private detective, there was nothing special to hide. Nan Yifeng knew Xu Xiaoxiao, and as for the private detective, she hadn't had time to make a note of their number. They were just strangers, and even the shrewdest Nan Yifeng wouldn't be able to figure out anything from the call logs.

Thinking of this, Nan Weiwei's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

She bit her lip, hesitated for only two seconds, and then took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision.

She slowly raised her hand and handed the phone to Nan Yifeng. Her voice was filled with helplessness and a hint of anger: "Here, just take a look! Otherwise, you will be worried."

When Nan Yifeng saw the phone that Nan Weiwei handed over, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his serious expression.

He reached out, took the phone steadily, slid his fingers lightly across the screen, and began to examine it carefully.

His brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and his eyes revealed a kind of concentration and vigilance, as if he wanted to see every detail in the phone thoroughly.

Nan Weiwei stood aside, her eyes fixed on Nan Yifeng's expression, her heart beating like a little rabbit.

She was worried that Nan Yifeng would find something he shouldn't find on the phone, but she also hoped that he would finish reading it quickly so as to end this embarrassing and awkward "inspection" for her.

Nan Yifeng first opened the call log and scrolled through it one by one.

When he saw several call records of Xu Xiaoxiao, his brows moved slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. After all, he knew Xu Xiaoxiao, and it was normal to have call records.

Then, his gaze rested on several unfamiliar numbers without any notes, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He raised his head and glanced at Nan Weiwei, his eyes asking, "Who is this?" Nan Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly explained, "This is... someone a friend introduced to help with something. I haven't had time to give him a note yet."

Nan Yifeng didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and continued to check the call records.

He found that these unfamiliar numbers had called Nan Weiwei quite a few times today, and the call durations varied.

A trace of doubt arose in his heart, but looking at Nan Weiwei's slightly nervous yet expectant eyes, he did not ask any further questions for the time being, but continued to look through other contents in his mobile phone.

He opened the text messages and chat records again. Most of them were daily chats between Nan Weiwei, Xu Xiaoxiao and some ordinary friends. There was nothing unusual.

Seeing this, Nan Yifeng's expression eased a little, but the suspicion in his heart had not completely dissipated.

Nan Weiwei felt a little more at ease when she saw that Nan Yifeng's expression had relaxed.

She mustered up her courage and whispered, "Yi Feng, I told you I'm fine, but you didn't believe me. Now that you've seen it, shouldn't you believe me?"

Nan Yi Feng,,,,