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

Chapter 1583 Du Yunwei

When Fu Yanchen slowly pushed open the office door, the sight of the middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa instantly stunned him, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and his mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't make a sound for a moment.

“You…you weren’t already…” Fu Yanchen’s voice trembled noticeably, each word seeming to be squeezed out with difficulty from the depths of his throat.

His body swayed slightly uncontrollably, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

"Yan Chen, you're not mistaken, it's me, Du Yunwei."

The middle-aged woman stood up, her eyes filled with excitement and anticipation, her voice gentle yet tinged with a hoarseness born of experience.

She took two steps forward slowly, her gaze fixed on Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen felt his mind was in complete chaos, with all sorts of thoughts tangled together like a jumbled mess.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his head, and then said in a somewhat out of control voice, "No, you... weren't you already dead back then? After giving birth to Xiaoxiao and Weiwei, your body collapsed. We watched you take your last breath, how could this be? Besides, we saw you buried with our own eyes, I still remember that scene clearly."

His hands clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the force. Over the years, how much suffering had Xiaoxiao and the others endured because they had no parents, especially Xiaoxiao...

Du Yunwei sighed softly, a trace of sadness and helplessness in her eyes. She slowly said, "Yes, that's right. I had indeed stopped breathing back then. But later, my grave was dug up, and those people stole my body and gave me a special medicine. Unexpectedly, they brought me back to life."

Fu Yanchen couldn't believe it, as if he were hearing a fairy tale.

“When I woke up, I had lost all my memories, like a blank sheet of paper, I didn’t know anything. For so many years, I’ve been wandering around, living a muddled life. It wasn’t until this accidental incident, when my head was stimulated, that I suddenly remembered my past, so I came back.”

Her eyes glistened with tears, and her voice choked with emotion: "I've had amnesia for the past few years, and I never knew who I was or where I came from. Now that I finally remember, the first thing I want to do is go back to you all. How old are Xiaoxiao and Weiwei? Where are they? Can I see them?"

As she spoke, she took another step forward, her eyes filled with longing, as if getting a little closer would bring her daughters even closer.

Fu Yanchen felt like his head was about to explode; he was completely unable to process this sudden information.

He instinctively made a stop gesture and said urgently, "Wait, wait, let me catch my breath."

He needed time to sort out his chaotic thoughts, to calm down and accept the fact that the person he once thought was dead was now alive and well in front of him.

Fu Yanchen's eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion, as if he had not yet recovered from this huge shock.

Upon hearing Du Yunwei's words, he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with scrutiny and suspicion. His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Why should I trust you?"

Seeing Fu Yanchen's reaction, Du Yunwei gently walked over and squatted down beside him. Her eyes were sincere and anxious, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Yanchen, I know you don't believe it. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either."

“Over the years, I have often been taken back to that distant past in my dreams. However, whenever the morning sun shines on my face, I always find that my memories of those dreams are blurry, as if they were just an illusion.”

"It feels like I'm trapped in a time prison, unable to escape, and unable to truly recall what happened."

"That pain and confusion bound me tightly like heavy shackles. I tried to grasp those fragments of dreams, but it was always in vain. I groped in the dark, hoping to find a ray of light, a clue that could help me understand everything, but each time it ended in disappointment."

"Nevertheless, I firmly believe deep down that it all is real. I know everything about Prince Charles, the details, the past that only the three of us know, and it is all deeply imprinted on my soul."

"They are like treasures hidden deep within my heart. Although I cannot easily access them, I know they are there, waiting for me to discover them."

As she spoke, she carefully took out a jade pendant from her inner pocket. The jade pendant shone with a warm luster under the light, and its patterns were exquisite and unique.

Du Yunwei gently handed the jade pendant to Fu Yanchen, her voice slightly choked with emotion: "Prince Charlie didn't tell anyone about this except you, his close friend despite the age difference. We used this jade pendant as a token of our love; it witnessed our feelings for each other. Now you should believe my identity, right?"

Fu Yanchen's gaze focused as the jade pendant moved, and he slowly reached out to take it.

The moment my fingers touched the jade pendant, memories of the past flooded back like a tide.

He clearly remembered that Prince Charles had mysteriously pulled him aside, shown him the jade pendant, and instructed him that no one else, except the three of them, should know about it.

His fingers gently caressed the jade pendant, his eyes gradually becoming complex, filled with shock, doubt, and a hint of indescribable emotion.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, looked at Du Yunwei, and asked in a low voice, "Then... what are you doing back this time?"

His eyes were wary; after all these years, Du Yunwei's sudden appearance forced him to be cautious.