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

Chapter 1289 Discussing Marriage

The next morning, the sun had just risen, and its faint light shone onto the earth through the thin clouds.

Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei walked slowly back home, shoulder to shoulder.

Their figures seemed particularly intimate and warm in the morning light.

When they stepped into the house, the first thing that caught their eyes was Du Yunxi's lazy and charming figure.

She leaned against the soft and comfortable sofa, as beautiful as a blooming flower.

I saw her gently fiddling with a furry and extremely cute kitten in her hands.

The kitten seemed to feel its owner's leisurely mood at the moment, and from time to time it made soft and pleasant purring sounds, as if expressing its inner satisfaction and joy.

At the same time, my father sat quietly on the other side, completely immersed in the wonderful world described in the book.

Sometimes he lowered his head to concentrate on reading, and sometimes he raised his head and looked around with a look full of kindness and tranquility.

Whenever his eyes fell on his family, an indescribable smile of happiness appeared on his face.

At this moment, Du Yunxi inadvertently raised her eyes and happened to see Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei returning hand in hand.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a mysterious expression that seemed like a smile but not a smile.

However, if you look closely, you'll find an imperceptible hint of teasing hidden deep in her eyes.

"Hey, you two busy people, you finally came back! Hurry up and change your shoes... Auntie just finished mopping the floor with great effort, don't make it dirty again!"

Du Yunxi said this coquettishly, her voice clear and sweet, as melodious as the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley.

While they were talking, the cute cat in Du Yunxi's arms seemed to be keenly aware of the emotional fluctuations of its owner.

The furry little creature twisted its body gently a few times, as if trying to break free from Du Yunxi's arms, but Du Yunxi subconsciously hugged it tighter, as if she was afraid that the cat would leave her if she let go.

At the same time, Nan Yifeng and Nan Weiwei, who were standing aside, looked at each other, and then smiled slightly as if they had telepathy.

Then, the two of them bent down in tacit understanding and skillfully put on the pair of comfortable slippers placed at the door.

After changing her shoes, Nan Weiwei took light and cheerful steps, like a dancing butterfly, and quickly walked towards the direction where Du Yunxi was.

After a while, she came to Du Yunxi's side, stretched out her hands very gently, and carefully took the kitten with its big round eyes blinking from Du Yunxi's arms.

Nan Weiwei gently stroked the kitten's silky fur, murmuring to herself, "My dear, are you greedy again? Are you thinking about your favorite dried fish?"

Hearing Nan Weiwei's loving words, the kitten, who was originally a little restless, seemed to understand and obediently found the most cozy and comfortable position in her warm arms, then lay down quietly, and soon began to purr slightly, obviously immersed in this warm atmosphere.

Nan Yifeng took a deep breath and coughed twice to clear his throat. His expression became serious, more solemn than usual.

He first cast his gaze towards his father who was sitting quietly beside him, then slowly turned his gaze to Du Yunxi.

After a brief pause, he finally mustered up the courage to open his mouth and say, "Dad, Mom, um...that..."

However, when the words came to his lips, they seemed to be suddenly blocked by something, making it difficult for him to continue for a moment.

At this time, Nan Xi, who had been reading with his head down, heard his son's hesitation, so he closed the book in his hand, raised his head, looked at Nan Yifeng with a smile and said, "Tell me, kid, what's the matter? Don't be so hesitant."

After getting his father's encouragement, Nan Yifeng seemed to have made up his mind and spoke again: "I just want to ask you two, are you busy tomorrow? Do you have time? If you are free, I hope our family can go out for a meal together. In fact, there is a reason why I invite you to dinner this time, because we have something very important here, and we especially need to sit down and discuss it seriously with you."

When he said this, he paused as if to keep the audience in suspense. Then he raised his head, looked at his parents with eyes full of expectation and determination, and continued:

"Actually, it's Weiwei and I... After careful consideration, we have decided to get married! We both feel that it's time to settle down, and we are eager to start a new chapter in our lives."

Hearing this, Du Yunxi, who was sitting next to him, first raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes for a moment, but soon this surprise was replaced by a smile on her face.

She said to her son half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Oh, are you really sure this time? Don't fool me and your dad like you did when you were little. If you dare to lie to us again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Although she said this, her gentle words could not conceal the joy and excitement deep in her heart.

Nan Yifeng, who was standing opposite, nodded vigorously without hesitation, as if he wanted to use this action to prove that what he said was true.

His eyes were as firm as an indestructible rock, and he answered solemnly:

"Mom and Dad, don't worry. I'm definitely not lying to you. This is a decision we made after careful consideration. We sincerely want to get married and build a warm and happy family of our own. We also want you to have grandchildren as soon as possible."

The two of them looked at each other, and there was a smile in their eyes...

The house was filled with a warm atmosphere, and different emotions were surging in everyone's heart, some were expectations, some were emotions, but more of them were infinite longings and yearnings for the future.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly and the breeze is not dry, as if sending the most sincere blessings for this new chapter that is about to begin.

Several people sat in the living room, the atmosphere was warm yet a little solemn.

Nan Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze was like two wandering rays of light, wandering back and forth between Nan Yifeng and Du Yunxi.

In the end, as if he had made a difficult decision, his eyes were fixed firmly on Nan Yifeng.

I saw his lips moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the words were swallowed back when they reached his lips. After repeating this several times, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, slowly opened his mouth, and said in a slightly low and hesitant tone:

"Yi Feng, listen to me. Getting married is not a trivial matter. It is a major event in our lives. Think about it carefully. Should you tell your biological father about this good news? No matter how you tell him, he gave you precious life after all."

Nan Xi paused for a moment, as if observing the changes in Yi Feng's expression, and then continued: "Of course, there are some special reasons. If you... don't want to have any contact with him, or if you feel that it is not very convenient or appropriate to inform him in person, then... why don't you let me handle this matter? I will call him on your behalf and convey the good news of your upcoming marriage. What do you think?"

While speaking, Nan Xi's voice always maintained that faint tone, making it difficult to guess what he was really thinking deep down.

At the same time, he seemed to be flipping the pages of the book in his hand carelessly, but in fact, his mind had already flown away to the sky, and he simply turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to the densely packed words and wonderful plots presented in the book.

The rapid turning of the pages seemed to be just a mechanical action and did not enter his mind at all.

In fact, he was filled with reluctance in his heart. He had watched Nan Yifeng grow up since he was a child, and now that he was about to start a family and a career, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

When Nan Yifeng heard this, his expression froze for a moment, but then he regained his composure.

He looked at Nan Xi, then at Du Yunxi, and said firmly:

"Dad, Mom, listen to me, you really don't need to care about that man anymore! Over the years, I have lived my life just the same regardless of whether he is there or not, and it has no impact on my life at all! In this case, why should we take the initiative to find him to keep in touch with him? Just do as I say! Tomorrow, I plan to go there in person and invite Fu Yanchen to our house as a guest, and by the way, discuss my marriage with Weiwei."

Hearing this, Du Yunxi couldn't help but frown and asked, "Fu Yanchen? Why did you suddenly think of inviting him over?"

To be honest, Du Yunxi really can't like Fu Yanchen.

Thinking back then, he had deeply hurt Xu Xiaoxiao, which made Du Yunxi always feel resentful and uncomfortable.

Nan Yifeng smiled and explained, "Oh, Mom, you don't know, the relationship between Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao... he can be considered as Weiwei's in-laws! Besides, now Fu Yanchen has... turned over a new leaf and only has Xu Xiaoxiao in his heart. We have considered this matter over and over again."

"Okay, you decide! Some customs are not new and cannot be accepted."

"Well, Mom and Dad, we think that it's better to hold a major event like marriage at home. Just think about it, home is so warm and makes people feel free and comfortable. When the time comes, the whole family will sit together, eat a sumptuous meal, and celebrate this extremely special moment together. How wonderful it will be!"

When talking about the three words "mother's family", Nan Yifeng's tone carried a barely perceptible tenderness and firmness, which was a deep care and commitment to Nan Weiwei.

When he mentioned Nan Weiwei, a smile flashed in his eyes, which was the anticipation for family reunion.

As Du Yunxi listened to Nan Yifeng's words, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She patted Nan Yifeng's shoulder gently, her eyes full of relief and pride: "Good kids, just make your decision. Mom, we will celebrate tomorrow and make this home more lively."

Nan Yifeng nodded, feeling inexplicably moved.

He turned to look at the stairs, said hello to his mother, and then walked upstairs to his room. The other people in the Nan family looked worried, afraid that Nan Yifeng would be upset.

Nan Yifeng went upstairs, gently pushed open the door, and then gently closed it, as if to isolate himself from the noise and chaos of the outside world.

He slowly stretched out his hand and placed his fingers lightly on the cover of the book.

That seemingly ordinary book seemed to weigh a thousand pounds at this moment.

As he slowly and firmly opened the book, a subtle movement revealed a hint of heaviness that was barely noticeable.

As the pages of the book are turned one by one, a hint of dimness quietly comes into view.

It turned out that there was a slightly yellowed family photo hidden in the middle of the book.

This photo is like a long-dormant secret, quietly waiting to be awakened.

It was handed to him by Nan Xi himself. Every person in the photo looked so vivid, as if time had never left any trace on them.

However, in sharp contrast to the apparent warmth, this photo carries memories of a past full of twists and turns and pain.

Nan Xi once told him that he had the right to know the truth of the matter, and also the right to choose how to face this history...

He carefully took out the photo and gently stroked the already blurry image with his fingertips.

In the photo, he is just a child of a few years old, with an innocent smile on his young face.

There was a man standing behind him, that man, his biological father, who always claimed that for the sake of his dream, he resolutely abandoned this family and went in pursuit of that unreachable distance.

The mother standing beside him, smiling so brightly and warmly, together with him in her arms and that heartless man, formed this family portrait that seemed complete but was actually fragmented.

Nan Yifeng stared at his mother in the photo, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

That heartless and ungrateful man has now become a famous musician who is renowned and highly regarded!

Wherever he goes, he is accompanied by flowers and applause; every performance of his triggers waves of cheers and applause.

His name was known throughout the streets and alleys, and he was very popular and famous.

However, all these seemingly brilliant honors and enviable achievements could not conceal his heartless and ungrateful heart.

Back then, he heartlessly abandoned his wife and resolutely left his hungry son, just to pursue the unattainable dream of music.

He threw all his family responsibilities and affections behind his back, without caring about his family's feelings at all.

Nan Yifeng sat quietly in front of the window, holding the yellowed old photo tightly in his hand.

The family of three in the photo are smiling brightly and are full of happiness.

But now, this heartwarming scene has long since become a thing of the past.

Nan Yifeng stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in the photo, feeling mixed emotions.

His fingertips turned slightly white from excessive force, as if he was about to crush the photo.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

He knew that the past could not be changed and he could not continue to dwell on the pain of the past.

He has his own life, his own future, and Nan Weiwei, the woman who is willing to spend the rest of his life with him.

He slowly opened his eyes and put the photo back to its original place, as if to seal away the memory of the past.

Then he stood up, walked to the window, looked out, his heart full of expectations and longings for the future.

He knew that no matter what the past was like, he had to face the future bravely, work hard for his own and Nan Weiwei's happiness, and for the future of this family, and not be an ungrateful man like his father.