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

Fu Yanchen sat on the large office chair with a frown on his face, as if he had endless worries in his heart.

He slowly raised his hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows, as if trying to dispel the lingering tiredness.

After a moment, he turned his head slightly, and the corners of his lips, which were originally tense, suddenly curled up slowly, forming an extremely cold sneer.

That smile not only revealed a bit of undisguised sarcasm, but also a bit of deep disdain for the person in front of him.

"Heh...Meng Jia!"

Following this mocking chuckle, Fu Yanchen finally spoke.

His voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate one's soul, but the biting chill contained in it made people tremble.

"How could I not know your little tricks? I have seen through your calculations. You are just afraid that once the appraisal results are made public, you will not be able to get a penny. Humph, don't be naive to think that we are all stupid people who can be deceived and cheated by you so easily. Nan Yifeng has already promised to give you a full 500,000 yuan. Isn't this enough to satisfy your greed? I advise you not to be too greedy, otherwise you will end up with more trouble than you can bear, and you may even choke to death because of excessive greed!"

After saying this, he leaned forward slightly, his eyes sharp as torches, staring directly at Meng Jia who was standing in front of him.

Meng Jia's heart trembled suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed across her eyes. The panic was like a small boat in the stormy waves, fleeting but difficult to conceal.

She bit her lips tightly, as if this could suppress the panic in her heart.

However, despite her efforts to appear calm, her slightly trembling voice mercilessly betrayed her true state of mind at the moment.

She took a deep breath, as if this breath could absorb all the tension and anxiety into her stomach. Then, she opened her red lips and spoke slowly in a soft but firm voice:

"Mr. Fu, please believe me. I really know nothing about the things you mentioned. I really don't know what they mean. Moreover, I can swear to you that I am definitely not the kind of person you imagine. Maybe you will find it hard to believe, but it is true. All along, I have never thought of asking Nan Yifeng to take responsibility."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but sneer. "But you still came, didn't you?"

He felt annoyed and wondered why the woman in front of him, Xu Xiaoxiao, had no interest in his wealth. If she liked money like these people, it would be much easier for him.

Now, he has even generously transferred the company's shares to her, but she still refused to sign and kept saying that she wanted to rely on her own abilities to work hard.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but sigh heavily, his heart filled with helplessness and confusion. Why are people different?

Meng Jia took a deep breath and then slowly said, "Mr. Fu, please listen to every word I say patiently. I know that person very well. He has no feelings for me at all. He only has endless disgust and aversion. If I hadn't conspired with his secretary to trap him, he probably wouldn't even look at me. In his cold and ruthless heart, only the woman named Nan Weiwei can occupy the most important and irreplaceable position."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen frowned and interrupted, "Since you understand your situation so well, you should stop as soon as possible, otherwise you will end up in a miserable situation."

However, Meng Jia ignored Mr. Fu's warning. She bit her lip and continued to talk:

"Mr. Fu, I am at my wit's end. Unfortunately, my child has contracted a very serious disease. Faced with such a sudden and huge change, I feel like the sky is falling! Since I gave birth to this child, I have put all my thoughts on taking care of him and no longer have the energy to do anything else. Naturally, I have also lost my stable source of income, and the money Yi Feng gave me before has also been used up. I...this is why..."

"Right now, my mother and I have reached the brink of despair. We are at the end of our rope! If we don't find a way to change the current situation, I'm afraid the outcome that awaits us will be unbearable. I know 5 billion is a bit much, but in the end I only want 100 million. He only gave 500,000, isn't it a bit... I don't know what will happen to the child in the future?"

Speaking of this, Meng Jia's eyes gradually turned red and tears welled up in them.

"Mr. Fu, in fact, I have never wanted to disturb Nan Yifeng's peaceful life. The only thing I want is to fight for fair and reasonable treatment for the poor child. You are also a father, you should understand my thoughts."

At the end of her speech, her eyes became moist involuntarily, with tears welling up in them, as if they would burst out at any time, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She slowly raised her slightly heavy head, her eyes passed through the layers of fog in front of her, and finally fixed on Fu Yanchen's handsome but cold face.

At this moment, her eyes seemed to contain endless sorrow and pain, a kind of deep pleading, like the desperation of a drowning person desperately grasping at the last straw; at the same time, it was mixed with a few traces of unspeakable helplessness, as if facing an insurmountable mountain, knowing that it was difficult to climb, but still having to bite the bullet and try.

"Mr. Fu, I know clearly in my heart that no matter you or Nan Yifeng, you are all powerful figures who can call the shots. One hundred million is as easy for you to get as a hair. Why do you have to embarrass a little girl like me? Now with your powerful abilities and lofty status, there is really no need to join forces to deal with a weak woman like me who has no power to fight back and can't even subdue a chicken! Could it be that in your eyes, I, who am as small as dust, am so insignificant?"

"What would your wife think if she knew you were... like this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her delicate body trembled slightly involuntarily, and her originally calm face gradually showed a hint of fear.

Then, her clear and pleasant voice seemed to be blocked by something, and began to become slightly hoarse and a little choked.

After a brief pause, she took a deep breath, tried to calm her surging emotions, and continued:

"All I did was just to get back what I deserve. These may not be worth mentioning to you, but they are very important to me. Because only in this way can I create a slightly better future for our child, so that he doesn't have to suffer the hardships and difficulties of life like me... Please, please spare me!"

After she finished speaking, tears could no longer be held back and rolled down her eyes, falling to the ground like pearls from a broken string.

Fu Yanchen stared at the woman in front of him expressionlessly. He saw her delicate body trembling slightly, tears flashing in her beautiful eyes, and she looked pitiful and sympathetic.

However, all this failed to touch his heart, which had already been as hard as a rock.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking the other party's naivety and childishness.

Then, he stood up from the sofa slowly and gracefully, and walked towards the window with steady steps. When he stopped, his whole figure was enveloped by the dazzling night view of the city outside the window.

He stood quietly in front of the window, looking coldly at the brightly lit streets and tall buildings in the distance.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice as cold as the wind blowing across the ice field:

"Meng Jia, stop your pretentious performance. Do you think you can make me change my mind by pretending to be pitiful? That's just wishful thinking! Tomorrow, the crucial appraisal results will reveal all the truth. The truth will be clear at that time. So, before that, you'd better not try any tricks. Either take the money and disappear, otherwise... humph!"

At this point, he paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Meng Jia behind him, and continued:

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. My wife now knows about the dispute between you and Nan Yifeng. Otherwise, why is it not Nan Yifeng himself who appears here today? Instead, I came here in person to deal with this matter. Just now, I believe you also witnessed my wife's reaction with your own eyes. Didn't you notice? She just showed a little fear, but not the slightest anger. You should know the reason!"

After saying this, Fu Yanchen stopped paying attention to Meng Jia and turned his gaze back to the colorful city night outside the window.

After hearing this, Meng Jia's body trembled violently, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

A deep despair suddenly flashed across her originally bright and moving eyes, like a shooting star across the night sky, fleeting in an instant, but its brief light could not be ignored.

"No! This is absolutely impossible!" Meng Jia gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words from between her teeth. Although her voice was not loud, it was full of determination and indomitable spirit.

She stared straight ahead, her eyes burning with anger, as if she wanted to burn everything in front of her to ashes.

However, despite her inner anger and unwillingness, her body trembled involuntarily, ",,,,,"