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

Chapter 1296 The biological father is here

Nan pursed her red lips slightly and was about to speak, but her heart was already filled with doubts and speculations.

She wondered to herself, "Could he be...?"

The thought flashed through her mind, but before it could fully form, it was interrupted by a sudden burst of words.

Nan Xi rushed forward and spoke before Nan Weiwei.

His voice was slightly low, and there seemed to be a barely perceptible stiffness in it, as if every word he spoke was as heavy as carrying a thousand-pound burden.

"Weiwei, this is Yi Feng's biological father, and your legitimate father-in-law."

As Nan Xi spoke, he unconsciously lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Nan Weiwei's eyes.

His face looked rather pale at the moment, without a trace of blood, and even between his brows, which usually shone with confidence, there was now a hint of complex emotions that were difficult to describe in words.

He was afraid... afraid that both children would leave him.

This emotion is like the water in an abyss of darkness, seemingly calm and peaceful, but in fact it contains endless stories and emotions.

It was like a torrent of thousands of words that wanted to break free and burst out, but was ultimately suppressed by Nan Xi, so that he didn't know how to express himself for a moment.

After hearing these words, Nan Weiwei was stunned for a moment, her body unable to move as if under a spell.

She stood there in a daze for several seconds before she came to her senses.

But in this short period of time, her inner world experienced a shocking storm.

After the initial surprise, a gentle and warm feeling like a spring breeze gradually came over her heart, causing her originally tense heartstrings to slowly relax.

However, Nan Weiwei is not the kind of woman who would easily lose her composure.

She quickly readjusted her emotions, tried hard to control her inner panic, and managed a slightly stiff smile from the corners of her mouth.

That smile contained a sense of surprise at the current situation, but also revealed a bit of shyness that is unique to girls.

She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Well... hello, uncle! It's our first meeting. Please take care of me in the future." No matter what, he is Nan Yifeng's biological father, and the blood relationship cannot be severed.

Although she appeared calm on the surface, she was the only one who knew that her palms were sweating from nervousness.

Her voice was soft, but with a barely perceptible tremor. It was obvious that this sudden meeting made her a little overwhelmed.

After hearing this, Nan Yifeng's biological father's originally serious and rigid face instantly showed an extremely warm smile as if a spring flower bloomed.

A smile is like the warm sun in winter and the gentle breeze in spring, with a power that can dispel all the haze and coldness around, making people want to indulge in it.

He slowly and gracefully opened his lips and said in a gentle and magnetic voice, "Hello, Weiwei, I have heard of you. Your parents often mention you. Even though I am far away in a foreign country, I often hear from others that you two are in love and in love, and now you are about to enter the marriage hall hand in hand, which symbolizes eternal love. This is really a great joy!"

Nan Weiwei,,,,,

"Weiwei, I'm so happy to see you two here! I send you my sincerest and warmest congratulations from the bottom of my heart! The main reason I'm coming back to China this time is to hold a concert on a super grand scale with an extremely spectacular scene."

"Because of this concert, I have the opportunity to come and see you, the sweet couple that makes people envious. But, I'm really sorry, because time is too tight, my schedule is packed, even more busy than marching to war. As a result, I don't have enough time to carefully select and prepare a generous gift that is worthy of you. But, I hope you don't blame me. Please believe me, although I can't give this gift to you for the time being, I will definitely not forget it, and this thought will definitely be given to you in the future!"

As he spoke, he gently patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder.

Nan Weiwei shook her head gently, as if trying to get rid of the uneasiness in her heart.

Then, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, gave Nan Yifeng's father a sweet and slightly shy smile, and said softly:

"Uncle, it's really okay! Gifts are secondary. You have the heart to come and visit us, which is much more precious than any gift! As for Yi Feng, he didn't get enough rest last night because of some things, so he is catching up on sleep in the room upstairs. If you want to meet him and chat... um... how about this? I'll go upstairs and wake him up now, and then ask him to come downstairs to say hello to you, do you think it's okay?"

After saying this, a sweet smile emerged on Nan Weiwei's cute face. At the same time, her big watery eyes seemed to be attracted by something and she couldn't help but glance quickly at her father, Nan Xi, who was standing next to her.

And in this brief glance, Nan Weiwei's eyes clearly revealed a very faint but clearly visible questioning look, as if she was silently seeking her father's views and opinions on the suggestion she had just made.

Nan Xi slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little hesitant at first, but he finally nodded gently, indicating that he agreed with his daughter's proposal.

At this moment, a very subtle, barely perceptible trace of relief flashed across the depths of his eyes.

This sense of relief was like a shooting star flashing across the night sky. Although brief, it was exceptionally dazzling, clearly showing his heartfelt pride and satisfaction in his daughter's cleverness and understanding.

However, behind this pride and satisfaction, Nan Xi's heart inevitably arose a trace of indescribable loneliness.

He thought silently that as the children grew up, one day they would leave him and pursue their own paths in life.

When he thought of this, a faint sadness welled up in his heart, as if he was a lonely fallen leaf drifting in the wind, not knowing where to end up.

At this moment, after getting her father's approval, Nan Weiwei's face instantly blossomed with a smile as bright as a spring flower.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and ran towards the stairs impatiently.

Her petite figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs, leaving only a series of crisp footsteps echoing in the air.

At this moment, the soft and warm light in the corridor fell on her like a layer of gauze, making her petite and delicate body look particularly beautiful.

From a distance, she looks like a lively and graceful melody, dancing and jumping freely in this quiet and peaceful space.

Just as Nan Weiwei ran to the corner of the stairs, she bumped into Nan Yifeng who was walking down from upstairs.

Nan Yifeng had obviously just woken up, his eyes were still a little hazy and his hair was a little messy, but the moment he saw Nan Weiwei, a complex expression flashed across his eyes.

"Weiwei, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Nan Yifeng sat up from the bed sleepily, rubbing his eyes, looking curiously at Nan Weiwei who was panting at the door, and asked.

Nan Weiwei's delicate body was leaning forward slightly, with her hands tightly supporting her knees, as if this was the only way to support the weight of her body.

She opened her mouth wide, inhaled the air greedily, and exhaled quickly, making heavy and rapid gasps.

Crystal clear beads of sweat kept rolling down her snow-white cheeks like pearls that had broken off their strings, one drop after another, flickering faintly under the light.

After a long while, Nan Weiwei managed to calm her disordered breathing.

She slowly straightened up and gently patted her chest with her hands, trying to get her heartbeat back to a normal rhythm. Then, she looked at Nan Yifeng who was standing not far away with her beautiful eyes, and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"Yi Feng...um...I want to tell you a big news! But...you have to be mentally prepared first."

Nan Yifeng looked at the slightly nervous Nan Weiwei in front of him, and a trace of curiosity surged in his heart, but he still nodded calmly and comforted:

"Don't worry, Weiwei. Even if the sky falls, I can bear it. Tell me what the news is."

After all, this girl had caused him a lot of trouble. She even dared to offend a living devil like Fu Yanchen in the past.

After hearing Nan Yifeng say this, Nan Weiwei, who had been on edge, finally relaxed a little.

She relaxed her brows slightly, took a deep breath, and continued:

"Oh, it's not that serious... It's just... There's a person downstairs from our house... Hey, guess who this person is?"

Nan Yifeng looked at his sister's mysterious look and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

He raised the corner of his mouth and deliberately said jokingly: "Could it be that the Jade Emperor has come down to inspect the human world?"

Nan Weiwei was stunned at first after hearing what her brother said, then she scolded him: "Oh, stop guessing! How could it be the Jade Emperor! Let me tell you, it's you... Dad is back! Your biological father... is waiting for you downstairs, so I... came up here specially to call you! I didn't expect you to get up, you and I really have a tacit understanding, hehe."

When Nan Yifeng heard these words, his brain, which was originally immersed in chaos and a little confused, was suddenly split by a bolt of lightning, and instantly became extremely clear and awake!

His eyes, which were originally half-closed, suddenly widened wide, as if his eyeballs were about to fall out, and the expression on his face was extremely wonderful - surprise and confusion were intertwined, tangled together like a tangled mess, forming an indescribable complex expression.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the whole world became quiet, and only his heavy breathing echoed in the air.

After a long time, Nan Yifeng finally came back to his senses from the shock, but his lips were still trembling uncontrollably. It took a lot of effort for him to open his mouth and stammer:

"What...what? Weiwei, you are kidding me! You said my father, my biological father...he actually came back? Ha...ha, how...how is this possible?"

As he spoke, he shook his head in disbelief, as if trying to get the news out of his mind.

However, no matter how he denied it, the voice always lingered in his ears and could not be shaken off.

Nan Weiwei looked at Nan Yifeng's surprised expression and nodded vigorously, her eyes full of affirmation: "Well, I didn't lie to you, it's true! He is waiting for you downstairs now, come down with me quickly, don't let your uncle wait too long."

As she spoke, Nan Weiwei reached out and pulled Nan Yifeng's sleeve.

The corners of Nan Yifeng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a bitter smile, which seemed to hide endless helplessness and deep bitterness.

This bitter smile is like a cold wind in winter, blowing through the heart, making people feel sad.

He slowly turned around and walked towards the house.

His footsteps were extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand-pound burden, and every step he took seemed extremely difficult.

The pace was neither fast nor slow, but it seemed as if every step was stepping on memories of the past. Those sweet or painful past events flooded into his heart like a tide, making him unable to extricate himself.

Finally, he came to the bathroom door, reached out and pushed it gently, and the door slowly opened.

He walked slowly into the bathroom, stood in front of the sink, and stared at himself in the mirror with a confused look.

After a moment, he reached out, grasped the faucet handle, turned it hard, and the icy cold water gushed out instantly.

He just stood quietly under the stream, letting the cold water wash over his body mercilessly.

The water drops splashed on the ground, making a crisp sound, but his heart was still immersed in that unspeakable irritability and uneasiness.

I don’t know how long it was, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours, before he turned off the faucet and ended this self-baptism.

Then he picked up the towel beside him and slowly wiped the water droplets off his body.

After wiping his body, he took out clean clothes from the closet and put them on one by one.

When the last button was fastened, he took a deep breath, as if to absorb all his courage and strength into his body.

Then he raised his head, looked towards the door with a determined gaze, and walked downstairs step by step.

With every step taken, the stairs made a creaking sound, which echoed in the silent house, adding a solemn atmosphere.

Nan Weiwei,,,,

Nan Yifeng walked into the living room with an expressionless face and steady steps. When his eyes fell on the figure sitting on the sofa, his already cold face instantly became even colder, and the whole person seemed to be tightly wrapped in a thick layer of ice, making it difficult for people to approach him.

At this moment, the man who had been staring at Nan Yifeng, that is, his biological father, couldn't help but flash a very complicated emotion in the depths of his eyes when he saw his son.

He felt guilty, relieved, and a little helpless... He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking:

"Yi Feng, you... have grown so big. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Hearing this, Nan Yifeng just raised his eyelids and glanced at the man sitting opposite him.

There was not the slightest emotion in his narrow eyes, which were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without even the slightest ripple.

He said expressionlessly: "Of course living people grow up. The only people who don't grow up are dead people."

There was a hint of sarcasm, a hint of indifference, and a hint of imperceptible pain in his voice.

After he finished speaking, the living room fell into silence, with only the sound of people breathing echoing in the air.