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

Nan Yifeng's well-defined face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, so cold that people dared not look directly at it.

There was a chilling light flashing in his deep eyes, like the biting cold wind in winter, icy and ruthless, and the majesty contained in them was unquestionable.

Meng Jia stared blankly at the man in front of her, and a chill involuntarily surged in her heart.

Her voice began to tremble slightly, and she said with a little fear and uneasiness: "Yi Feng...you...you don't do this...I...you scared me."

As she spoke, she subconsciously took a small step back, her body trembling slightly.

Meng Jia clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and her knuckles had turned white due to excessive force.

Her eyes were wandering, sometimes looking at Nan Yifeng, and sometimes quickly looking away, as if she wanted to escape from something.

At that moment, a trace of panic and helplessness was revealed in her eyes that was difficult to conceal.

In fact, only Meng Jia herself knows the truth. There is no blood relationship between the child and Nan Yifeng.

She made such a resolute decision because she wanted to take a gamble and bet her entire fortune just to get that staggering and huge amount of wealth. She thought that rich people were easy to fool, especially the second generation of rich people.

However, the subsequent direction and development of the matter completely exceeded her initial imagination.

Now she is like a boat that has lost its direction, being involuntarily drawn into this huge whirlpool of unprecedented scale and bottomless depth, unable to escape and even more unable to save herself.

When she was just pregnant, Xin Mengjia had already begun secretly investigating Nan Yifeng's various conditions.

After some painstaking investigation, she finally learned that there was only one woman, Nan Weiwei, by the side of this man. What was even more surprising was that it was said that Nan Yifeng was deeply in love with this woman named Nan Weiwei, and their love was stronger than gold!

Faced with such a situation, Meng Jia quickly came up with a brilliant plan in her mind.

She knew very well that feelings were sometimes the most fatal weakness, and at the moment, Nan Yifeng's deep affection for Nan Weiwei could become the most powerful trump card in her hand.

Therefore, she resolutely decided to use this point skillfully and turn it into an irresistible bargaining chip to force Nan Yifeng to submit.

Specifically, Meng Jia plans to put tremendous pressure on Nan Yifeng by proposing a paternity test, which seems reasonable but has hidden secrets.

Because once it involves such a sensitive topic as parent-child relationship, considering how much Nan Yifeng values ​​Nan Weiwei, he will inevitably be anxious and restless.

At this time, Meng Jia could take the opportunity to blackmail him into quickly taking out a large sum of money to satisfy her own selfish desires.

At first, Meng Jia was full of joy thinking: as long as she could successfully get that considerable sum of money from Nan Yifeng before the final result of the paternity test was announced, then she could turn around and leave without hesitation, and live a free and carefree life from then on!

In this game, she was playing a psychological warfare, but she never expected that Nan Yifeng was not in a hurry either.

Nan Yifeng saw this and sneered, but the smile did not reach his eyes, instead, a bone-chilling chill was revealed:

"Meng Jia, do you think you can hide these little tricks from me? You are wrong. I, Nan Yifeng, am not a fool and will not let you manipulate me. If you confess everything now, you may still have a good ending. Otherwise, when the test results come out, if the child is not mine, you know the consequences..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but the threat he contained was already clear.

Meng Jia was terrified when she heard this. She knew that she had reached the edge of the cliff and if she was not careful, there would be no return.

However, things have come to this point, she has no way out and can only continue to act.

"Yi Feng... the child... the child... is really yours. I didn't lie to you... I just... I just feel sad..."

Meng Jia's words were intermittent. At that moment, Nan Yifeng's eyes were like frost frozen in winter, and he said coldly:

"Well, why are you in such a hurry? It's just a few days."

His voice was low and full of unquestionable majesty, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, as if he already knew everything in front of him.

Meng Jia's heart trembled, but she forced herself to remain calm. She quickly raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. The action seemed casual, but in fact it concealed endless panic and anxiety.

She knew very well that at this moment, if even the slightest flaw was revealed, all her previous efforts and carefully arranged disguises would instantly vanish into thin air and all previous efforts would be wasted.

She secretly told herself to stay calm and not let the other party notice anything.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner tension, then pretended to be calm and composed and began to perform.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with tears. Her crying sounded a little artificial, but it just revealed a deep grievance and resolute attitude.

"Yi Feng, I am so sad that you are like this. I am a human being and a mother. If it weren't for my child, I would have to endure your humiliation every day. Do you doubt it? You are totally wrong! Although I, Meng Jia, am not a rich girl from a famous family, I am also a person with dignity and backbone. To be honest, if it weren't for the healthy growth of my child in the future, I don't want to stay in this damn place for a moment longer!"

At this point, she deliberately raised her voice, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, as if she had really made up her mind to get rid of it all.

She slowly turned around and pointed her trembling finger towards the closed door of the treatment room. Tears welled up in her eyes and her voice became a little hoarse due to excitement. She said with a sob that was difficult to conceal:

"Nan Yifeng, please take a good look at this poor child! Maybe it's because of the climate, or maybe it's because of the unfamiliar climate. She is getting weaker and weaker, and now she is so seriously ill. Looking at her lying on that small bed, her face as pale as paper, my heart is in unbearable pain as if being pierced by thousands of needles at the same time. You don't understand a mother's heart. Look at yourself. As the father of the child, you not only didn't give me the slightest care and comfort, but you mocked me and made things difficult for me. Are you worthy of my brother?"

Having said this, she could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"Since you are so heartless and ungrateful to us, then well, I no longer have any hope in you. I am going to go directly to your Nan Weiwei and talk to her face to face to ask her whether she is willing to let us go and give us mother and son a chance to live!"

As she spoke, she made a move to leave, but her steps were slightly unsteady, as if she was really suffocating due to the pain and despair in her heart.

The air around her seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only her mournful and resolute cry echoing in the empty room.