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

Chapter 1644 A New Love

At this moment, Nan Yifeng's expression changed slightly.

Even after Nan Weiwei finished speaking those resolute words, the anger in her chest still burned fiercely, as if it would devour her whole.

Without hesitation, she reached for the car door handle and pulled hard. The car door creaked open slowly.

The biting wind instantly rushed into the car, messing up her hair and dispelling the faint hesitation in her heart.

She had already stepped one foot out of the car door, preparing to get out completely and escape this suffocating space.

Just then, a strong, powerful hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed her arm tightly.

The force was so great that she couldn't break free; she was pulled back forcefully and fell heavily onto her seat with a "thud."

She turned her head in astonishment, and before she could react, Nan Yifeng's infuriating face suddenly appeared in front of her, so close that she could almost feel his warm breath.

His eyes were deep and intense, as if hiding a burning flame, or like a bottomless black hole that wanted to suck her in completely. His gaze... seemed to want to devour her whole!

Nan Weiwei felt her heart suddenly race, pounding against her chest as if it were about to burst through her skin.

Her eyes widened in terror, her mouth slightly open, but she couldn't make a sound. She was frozen in place, as if she had been frozen in place by a spell.

The next second, Nan Yifeng suddenly smiled, a smile that carried a hint of wickedness and amusement, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, revealing a set of clean, even teeth.

Nan Wei was startled...

Nan Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, his eyes flashing with intense provocation.

His voice was deep and magnetic, seemingly able to penetrate one's soul: Oh? What's going on? We only broke up not long ago, and you've already found someone new and are getting married? Tell me, what's so great about this guy? Could it be... that he's better than me in bed?

When Nan Weiwei heard these words, she felt her head explode with a "buzz," as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind.

She began to doubt if she had seen wrong. Was the man in front of her still the Nan Yifeng she knew? How could he say such vulgar and shameless things?

Her cheeks flushed bright red instantly, as if they had been roasted by fire. Anger and shame intertwined, making her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She forcefully shook off Nan Yifeng's hand and shouted, "You're shameless!"

Nan Weiwei felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and shame and indignation overwhelmed her like a raging tide.

She was trembling with rage, her hands clenched into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms, her eyes wide open, staring intently at Nan Yifeng as if she wanted to pierce him with her gaze.

"Shameless? Then I can be even more shameless and see if he's better than me in bed?"

Nan Yifeng's teasing and provocative words were like sharp icicles, piercing straight into her heart, making her feel both ashamed and extremely angry.

She no longer cared about her so-called ladylike demeanor and proper reserve; she opened her throat and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right, that's exactly the case, but so what?! It's truly amazing! Compared to you, he's far, far stronger, you could say a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger!"

Nan Yifeng's face darkened.

"To be honest, since I stepped into this chaotic world, I have experienced countless storms and vicissitudes, but I have never understood the true meaning of life and the significance of life as deeply as I do now! And all of this is thanks to the person who has been by my side."

"Looking back, those days that were once considered mundane or even boring now seem so vivid and full of vitality; and those difficulties and challenges that once made me feel confused, bewildered, and even fearful no longer inspire fear or hesitation because of his companionship and encouragement..."

"Compared to you, you womanizer who falls in love with every woman he meets, he's worlds apart!"

"He is loyal and steadfast in his affections; he is upright, kind, honest, and trustworthy; more importantly, he knows how to care for and cherish others, and is willing to use all his enthusiasm and love to embrace and accept all my strengths and weaknesses—such qualities are truly invaluable!"

"How about that? Are you satisfied now? Now let go and get out of my way! We've broken up,"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with endless anger and disgust.

She struggled fiercely, trying to break free from Nan Yifeng's hand gripping the back of her collar, but his hand was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly and making her unable to move.

Nan Yifeng didn't let go of her collar; instead, he brought his face even closer, his warm breath brushing against her face. His smile became increasingly ambiguous, the upward curve of his lips seeming to carry a fatal allure.

However, upon closer inspection, a hint of anger lingered in his eyes, as if Nan Weiwei's words had stung his pride, or as if he had been provoked by some uncontrollable impulse.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the woman in front of him with a half-smile, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an unfathomable light.

His voice was deep and magnetic, as if carrying a mysterious magic, slowly entering her ears: "Nan Weiwei... you've been heartbroken and your brain has been stimulated, otherwise how could you say such an idiotic thing?"

Nan Weiwei said, "I am perfectly sober."

"Oh, I see! So, it's just that you haven't experienced that wonderful feeling for a long time, which is why you're having these hallucinations? Hehe, it's alright! Since that's the case, let me personally help you relive those wonderful times!"

"Wh...what do you mean?"

"Let's relive those wonderful times together and feel that passion and excitement. After you experience that feeling again, then examine your heart carefully and see if it's really as you think."

Just then, he slowly extended his other hand and gently placed it on her silky smooth cheek.

Then, he began to slowly caress her luscious, cherry-like lips with his long, strong thumb.

This movement may seem very gentle, but it actually contains a powerful sense of strength that is irresistible and irresistible!

"Nan Yifeng, you're insane! Let me go! We're not lovers anymore. If you dare to do anything reckless, I'll never let you get away with it!"

Her voice, sharp with anger and fear, echoed in the cramped carriage.

"Oh, really? Then let's see just how impolite you can be! Bring on whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, Nan Weiwei! But speaking of which, you'd better not forget that all the skills you've acquired are learned from me!"

"If I hadn't been tolerant of you, you probably wouldn't have had the slightest chance to fight back!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, filled with endless anger and provocation.

Enraged, she disregarded everything else and suddenly raised her hand, filled with hatred and anger, to slap Nan Yifeng's handsome face hard.

Her palm traced a sharp arc in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound, as if she wanted to vent all her humiliation and resentment on this slap.

She imagined the crisp sound of the slap hitting Nan Yifeng's face, the red mark that instantly appeared on his face, and the disheveled look on his face after being beaten by her. A twisted sense of pleasure welled up in her heart.

However, just as her palm was about to touch Nan Yifeng's cheek, he suddenly made a move.

He gently tugged at the back of her collar with his hand, while simultaneously shifting his body slightly to the side, skillfully avoiding the force of her slap.

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His other hand seized her wrist with lightning speed and precision! It was as fluid and natural as a meticulously choreographed dance move; as perfectly timed as if it were destiny that they were meant to meet.

That hand appeared there without warning and gripped her slender wrist bone tightly in an irresistible manner.

Then, he applied a slight pressure with his fingertips—just a slight pressure, but enough to make the whole world tremble!

In an instant, a strong and intense sensation, like an electric current, traveled from his palm to her skin.

This strange, stimulating sensation was like ripples spreading across a lake in a gentle breeze, gradually expanding from a single point to the entire surface... eventually engulfing every corner of her body.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei seemed to be under a spell. All the muscles in her body relaxed involuntarily. Her hand, which was originally clenched into a fist and ready to slap Nan Yifeng's cheek, suddenly lost all its strength and power, like a deflated balloon.

It fell softly down and gently touched Nan Yifeng's well-defined, handsome face. It was less of a slap and more of a tender caress full of love and affection.

She felt as if she were being pulled by an invisible force, her body involuntarily leaning forward, and she fell straight into his warm and broad embrace.

Her cheek was pressed tightly against his strong, powerful chest, and she could clearly hear his strong and steady heart beating rhythmically. Each beat seemed to strike her heartstrings, making her heart pound like a deer's.

In the instant their skin touched, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, a sound as clear and melodious as a nightingale's song, yet mixed with an uncontrollable shyness and fluster.

At this moment, she was completely bewildered and confused, her mind a blank, utterly unaware of how to face this unexpected situation.

Her eyes widened, her face filled with resentment as she stared at the man in her arms—Nan Yifeng. Deep within her eyes swelled endless hatred and bitterness, her cherry lips trembling slightly with emotion. Finally, she couldn't help but scream, "You heartless bastard…! I think you're a lunatic! Bastard, son of a bitch!"

The tone of her voice faintly revealed a sob, like a small animal that had suffered a serious injury curled up in a corner, whimpering pitifully.

Nan Yifeng's eyes darkened instantly, his deep gaze now churning with complex and intense emotions, as if a burning desire was raging within them, mixed with a hint of annoyance at being rejected.

His hand, which had been cautiously slipping inside Nan Weiwei's clothes, now seemed to be ignited, becoming increasingly bold and unrestrained.

His fingertips gently traced her delicate, smooth, silky skin, each touch sending electric currents through his body, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

This wonderfully tactile sensation captivated him, making him unable to tear himself away, just like a greedy child who had discovered the world's most precious treasure, unable to put it down and unable to resist.

As time passed, his desire grew stronger and stronger, like surging waves crashing against the rocks on the shore.

Finally, at a certain moment, he could no longer control the surging emotions within him, casting aside all his concerns and hesitations, and throwing himself wholeheartedly into this passionate adventure...

He lowered his head slightly, his lips slowly approaching Nan Weiwei's cheek, his breath hot as he wanted to kiss her luscious lips.

However, just as his lips were about to touch hers, Nan Weiwei seemed to suddenly wake up, abruptly turning her head away to avoid his aggressive kiss.

Her movements were swift and decisive, her eyes filled with resistance and disgust, as if Nan Yifeng were something repulsive.

Nan Yifeng's lips missed their mark, and he paused slightly before a mocking smile appeared on his lips, his eyes becoming even colder and sharper.

He stared intently at Nan Weiwei, his voice low and hoarse, tinged with a hint of mockery and anger: "Nan Weiwei, do you only realize now that I'm a bastard? What, weren't you so arrogant and capable just now?"

His fingers continued to roam freely inside her clothes, unconsciously increasing the pressure, as if venting his dissatisfaction and anger.

Nan Weiwei felt a sharp pain. She frowned and struggled to break free from his grasp, but her strength seemed so insignificant in front of Nan Yifeng.

She glared angrily at Nan Yifeng and shouted, "Nan Yifeng, let me go! You madman, what do you want?"

Nan Yifeng sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "What do I want to do? Don't you know perfectly well? What, you've forgotten your old love now that you have a new one, and you've kicked me out so quickly? How can you be so heartless?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head again, wanting to forcefully kiss her. This time, his actions were even more domineering and forceful, as if he wanted to completely conquer her.

Nan Weiwei,,,