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

Chapter 1732 Begging for Mercy

Anya kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to utter a single word.

Xu Xiaoxiao, Fu Yanchen's wife.

Fu Yanchen, that name itself represents absolute power and the power of life and death.

In the capital, people have to think twice before mentioning his name.

She was only trying to reason with him and appeal to his emotions in a moment of desperation, hoping that Nan Yifeng would consider the bigger picture.

But now it seems that this move was a huge mistake.

How could someone like Nan Yifeng be threatened? He'll only think you're stupid and despise you even more.

Cold sweat trickled down Anya's forehead, and she could even feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

Oh no, she's offended Nan Yifeng even more completely now.

Nan Yifeng's patience finally ran out when he saw her stubborn and unyielding attitude.

He leaned back in the large leather chair, his hands crossed on the table, his fingertips tapping lightly.

"Who is the netizen who gave your brother the design draft? Tell me, and I'll consider being lenient."

His question was calm and even, without any fluctuation, yet it instantly made Anya's defenses tense.

Anya shook her head abruptly, almost instinctively.

“I don’t know… I really don’t know who he is. My brother and she have always communicated online. My brother didn’t tell me either. He’s away on a business trip these past two days and I can’t get in touch with him.”

Anya lied; this was her last trump card and her only way out.

As long as you stubbornly insist you don't know and push everything onto a vague online friend, perhaps... perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope.

Nan Yifeng twitched his lips, the curve of which was full of mockery.

Do you still think he's a three-year-old? How could you utter such a blatant lie?

"Not going to talk?"

He stood up, walked slowly to Anya, and looked down at her.

The imposing presence of his height of over 1.8 meters made Anya involuntarily shrink back.

“Very good.” Nan Yifeng nodded. “It’s okay if you don’t say anything. I know what you mean. You think that if we can’t find that person, the chain of evidence can’t be completed, and you can avoid being held accountable. However, your wishful thinking will not come true. In the capital, I have plenty of ways to find out.”

He looked at the lawyer in front of him and gave the order: "Immediately notify your legal department to make full preparations! The reputational damage and economic losses caused to our company by Anya's plagiarism must be calculated in detail with absolute accuracy. Also, start compiling and preparing all relevant litigation documents."

"Yes, Mr. Nan!" The lawyer acknowledged the order and left, leaving only a deathly silence in the entire office.

Anya felt her blood run cold. She stiffly raised her head and stared at Nan Yifeng in disbelief.

He...he's going to sue her? And demand compensation?

"You...!" Anya's voice trembled. "Are you determined to drive me to my death? Nan Weiwei is alright now, isn't she? The design has been proven to be hers, so why are you still holding this grudge against me!"

She started speaking recklessly, trying to use moral blackmail to evoke even the slightest bit of sympathy from the other person.

Nan Yifeng adjusted his cufflinks, not even bothering to give her a second glance.

"Nan Weiwei is alright, that's because she's lucky. If Weiwei hadn't been prepared, she..." Nan Yifeng couldn't imagine the consequences.

“You’re a parasite who steals other people’s hard work, and you don’t deserve to be in the design industry.”

His words were like a hammer chilled to the bone, striking Anya's heart hard.

"As for the company..." He finally raised his head, his deep eyes filled with indifference, "Because of your foolish actions, the company's stock price has dropped by two points, and several potential partners have raised questions. Do you think these losses can be wiped out with a simple 'She's doing just fine,'?"

Anya's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Stock price? Partners? These were things she couldn't even imagine.

She thought that plagiarism would go undetected. She had done it before, and even if she was unlucky enough to be caught, the worst consequence would be being fired and having her reputation ruined in the industry.

She never imagined that she would have to pay such a high price, an astronomical sum that she could never repay in her lifetime.

Outside the door, the president's secretary, Nanning, had just gone out to answer a phone call. When she returned, she was holding some documents and about to knock on the door, but she was startled by the heated argument coming from inside and stopped in her tracks.

He held his breath, pressed himself tightly against the door, and dared not utter a sound.

President Nan's aura was too strong; even through a thick solid wood door, he could feel the chill that almost froze him.

This Anya is incredibly audacious; of all people to steal from, she had to steal from Nan Weiwei.

Isn't this like provoking the wrath of the gods?

In the office, Nan Yifeng had completely lost interest in wasting time chatting with Anya.

He waved his hand dismissively and impatiently, as if shooing away some disgusting fly.

"roll."

One word, concise, yet carrying endless humiliation.

"Effective today, you are fired. Your actions have nothing to do with the company."

Anya shuddered and collapsed, but luckily she managed to grab the armrest of the chair in time to avoid falling.

Nan Yifeng didn't even look at her, and shouted straight to the door, "Security!"

The door was immediately pushed open, and two tall security guards walked in.

"General Manager Nan."

“Take her out of here. From today onward, I don’t want to see her anywhere in the company.”

Nan Yifeng's voice was devoid of warmth: "Take inventory of her personal belongings and send them directly to her home."

"Yes!"

The security guards supported Anya, who was almost completely exhausted, from both sides.

"No! President Nan! You can't do this to me! I've worked for the company for so many years, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work, even if I haven't achieved anything great!"

Anya finally broke down, crying out at the top of her lungs, "Give me another chance! I'll never do it again! Please!"

Nan Yifeng sat back down in his seat, opened a document, and acted as if the farce unfolding before him had nothing to do with him.

He didn't even look up, only adding a cold remark.

"The employment contract you signed with our company contains very clear and unambiguous clauses!"

"It is clearly stipulated that any behavior such as plagiarizing others' works or stealing company trade secrets will be considered an extremely serious breach of contract!"

"If such a thing happens, our company will have the absolute right to take unilateral action to terminate this contract; we can also rightfully pursue all the legal responsibilities you should bear!"

"You'll have to pay the company all the economic losses caused by you as compensation!"

"Anya, go home and wait for the lawyer's letter."

"As for Nan Weiwei..." His finger paused on the document, "Whether she wants to sue you separately is her prerogative. I won't interfere."

These words shattered Anya's last illusions.

She was forcibly dragged away from the president's office by security guards.

As they passed the design department, everyone poked their heads out.

Seeing Anya's disheveled and distraught appearance, her makeup ruined by tears, and the two expressionless security guards beside her, everyone instantly understood everything.

In the crowd, designer Xiao Wang quickly lowered his head, picked up his phone, and sent a message in the department group chat.

[Breaking News! Anya was escorted out by security! It was an order personally given by General Nan! The scene was like something out of a Hollywood blockbuster!]

The group chat exploded instantly.

Holy crap! Really?! This is so satisfying!

[You begged for it, and you got it! She copied it! Now look what happened, she's finished and out of here!]

[You didn't see her like that, her hair was a complete mess, and she was crying her eyes out. Serves her right!]

[General Nan is awesome! This kind of person needs to be dealt with swiftly and decisively!]

Silence returned to the CEO's office.

Nan Weiwei was unaware of what happened next; she was called away by Xu Xiaoxiao via phone.

After finishing processing two urgent documents, Nan Yifeng picked up his phone and dialed a number.

When the call connected, he leaned back in his chair, and his originally cold and hard features softened slightly.

"Weiwei, it's me."

Nan Wei's slightly surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Anya, I've taken care of it," Nan Yifeng said succinctly.

"The company will sue her and seek compensation for economic losses. As for you, it's up to you. You can sue her if you want, or you can choose not to."

He gave Nan Weiwei the complete choice.

Nan Weiwei remained silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought.

Nan Yifeng didn't urge him, and waited quietly.

After a long silence, Nan Weiwei finally spoke softly...