Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 110: Don’t You Have a Deep Understanding?

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Don’t You Have a Deep Understanding?

An Yan’s face was calm, but her heart was racing wildly.

It was over, over—her identity was about to be exposed.

After all, under the guise of Lone Wolf, she had made nearly sixty or seventy million from Fu Shiyan.

Now, she was making money as his girlfriend; would he be unhappy about it?

As she watched the laptop starting to open, Fu Shiyan closed it again, "A little girl’s thoughts, I’d better not look. But I’m wondering, are you secretly learning some new moves behind my back?"

An Yan snatched the laptop away, annoyed and embarrassed, "What new moves? Aren’t your moves enough?"

Fu Shiyan watched the girl huffily leave, his lips curving into a smile.

Even though he hadn’t opened the laptop, he knew his girl had a secret!

No rush, she would eventually reveal this secret herself, sooner or later.

An Yan put the laptop into her suitcase and lay back down on the bed.

Very soon, the mattress dipped beside her as the man lay down and pulled her into his embrace.

He pecked lightly at her ear, "Thinking about some good moves?"

An Yan moved irritably toward the edge of the bed, driven not just by anger but also guilt.

Fu Shiyan chuckled and pulled her back again, "Okay, no more fussing. Let’s sleep."

Although An Yan was nervous, she couldn’t fight the sleepiness, and soon she was sound asleep.

Fu Shiyan, hearing the girl’s steady breathing, also drifted off into a deep sleep.

The next morning, a knocking sound came from the door.

An Yan suddenly opened her eyes and, seeing the empty space beside her, let out a long sigh of relief.

She quickly slipped into her sportswear and opened the door.

"Good morning!" Fu Jinqiao entered with a paper bag and handed it to her.

An Yan glanced at it; it was a serving of pasta, which reminded her of last night when she and Fu Shiyan made pasta in the hotel kitchen.

Fu Jinqiao sat on the couch, "I went to the restaurant for breakfast just now, guess what happened?"

After a quick wash, An Yan sat beside her, opened the food box, and while eating, she asked, "What happened?"

"The restaurant is closed! They said someone trespassed in the kitchen last night, and they suspect someone was trying to poison the food, so they tested food safety all night."

An Yan struggled to hold back her laughter, "So that’s what happened."

"Right! And the scariest part is, the surveillance didn’t capture anything. Spooky, huh?"

"Yeah, it is quite spooky."

Fu Jinqiao said in a low voice, "There’s something scarier, guess what!"

An Yan shook her head, "I can’t guess; your definition of spooky is a bit broad."

"When I took breakfast for my Younger Uncle, he had just come out of the shower wearing a bathrobe, and I saw a hickey on his neck and scratch marks on his collarbone! My uncle definitely has someone!"

An Yan cleared her throat, "Well, it’s quite normal for your uncle at his age to have someone."

"I suspect that person is a man!"

An Yan choked on Fu Jinqiao’s comment, erupting into a violent cough.

"Why do you say that?"

Fu Jinqiao explained, "My uncle has always avoided women, and now that he’s not in the country he won’t bump into acquaintances, so he’s letting loose. I’ve always imagined him, elegant in a suit and divine-like, leading a man dressed in a pristine wedding gown. Actually, they would make quite the pair; that man must be pretty handsome too."

"Handsome?" An Yan was a little surprised that Fu Jinqiao used the word "handsome" to describe a man.

Fu Jinqiao smiled, "My uncle is so manly; he would definitely top, right?"

An Yan glanced at her phone; she had been recording since Fu Jinqiao said that her uncle definitely had someone.

She forwarded the recording to Fu Shiyan, already picturing the man’s face turning the color of ink.

She quickly finished the pasta, tidied up a bit, and left the room with Fu Jinqiao.

Hardly had they walked out of the elevator when they saw Fu Shiyan sitting in the lobby on a couch, flipping through a magazine.

Possibly feeling someone’s gaze, Fu Shiyan looked up at them, his face, however, void of a smile.

Fu Jinqiao ran over as if nothing was wrong, "Younger Uncle, are you going out today too?"

"It’s not safe for foreigners here, so I’ll go with you two."

Hearing this, Fu Jinqiao’s face instantly fell; after all, it was awkward for a girl out shopping to have a grown man tagging along.

Helplessly, the duo’s outing had surely turned into a trio.

They went to Mosley State’s largest luxury mall.

Fu Jinqiao didn’t buy women’s clothing but headed straight for the men’s section, cheerfully charging in.

An Yan and Fu Shiyan followed, and she watched the man’s sullen face and laughed, "Not happy now?"

Fu Shiyan pressed his brow, "Who knows what this little girl is thinking about every day?"

An Yan laughed out loud, "At least she didn’t say you were the bottom."

Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, "As if you don’t know who is, hmm?"

An Yan glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Don’t you have firsthand experience?"

An Yan lifted her chin, "Just wait until I turn the tables!"

Fu Shiyan finally smiled, but with a hint of mockery, "Then I’ll look forward to tonight."

An Yan felt like Fu Shiyan had set a trap for her, but she had no proof.

Because Fu Jinqiao wanted ice cream, Fu Shiyan became the errand boy.

An Yan was selecting styles with Fu Jinqiao.

Fu Jinqiao blinked, "Who are you buying for?"

An Yan subconsciously glanced at the man on the sofa and said nonchalantly, "For my younger brother."

"You have a brother?" Fu Jinqiao seemed to have discovered a new continent, "How come I didn’t know the An Family had a boy?"

"He’s the child of the family that adopted me."

Fu Jinqiao, who had heard about An Yan’s background, was deeply moved, "Then you must love them a lot."

An Yan nodded, "Very much so."

Fu Jinqiao curved her hand near her lips and whispered, "I’m actually buying for Movie King Mu, but to cover it up, I also have to buy something for Grandpa, Dad, and Younger Uncle."

An Yan nodded approvingly, "You really are a clever little fox."

"Aren’t I just?" Fu Jinqiao said laughing and ran toward the shirt section.

An Yan went to the tie section, and as soon as her fingertips touched a sapphire blue tie, a slender white hand picked it up.

An Yan glanced to the side and saw a woman with a bright smile standing there, and her eyes flashed.

"Hua Country person?"

An Yan nodded.

"It seems we have similar tastes," the woman of similar height to An Yan, with caramel-colored curls hanging to her waist, turned her head towards the sales assistant and asked in standard English, "Do you have another of this one?"

The sales assistant shrugged, "I’m sorry, this is the only one."

The woman looked at An Yan, offering a gentle smile, "Could you let me have this tie? I want to give it to someone very important."

"I’m sorry, but I was the one who touched it first."

The woman’s eyebrows slightly raised, "But isn’t it whoever gets it in their hands first who gets to keep it?"

Hearing their conversation, Fu Jinqiao ran over and the moment she saw the woman, her eyes filled with surprise, "Gu Han Sister."

"Jinqiao, what are you doing here?" Gu Han’s smile was radiant.

"I came with Younger Uncle and An Yan," Fu Jinqiao held An Yan’s hand, hardly concealing her admiration, "An Yan, this is Sister Gu Han, she’s Younger Uncle’s university classmate, specialized in psychology, and is the Chief Hypnotist of Hua Country, so amazing!"

Gu Han smirked, "Where’s your Younger Uncle?"

Fu Jinqiao replied, "He went to get ice cream. Gu Han Sister, what brings you here, weren’t you on a business trip to the M country?"

"I’m here for an academic conference," Gu Han said with a smile, "Didn’t expect to run into you guys here."

"Right! Let’s have lunch together. I’ll have my Younger Uncle treat you."

"You can make decisions for your Younger Uncle now?"

Fu Jinqiao, "You’ve done so much for Younger Uncle these last two years, he should be thankful to you."

"We’re all family here, talking like that seems a bit out of place," Gu Han looked toward An Yan, "Are you guys classmates?"

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "We both go to Jiang University, but not the same major. An Yan is also my martial arts coach."

Gu Han looking at the tie in her hand, "Little sister, could you please let me have this tie?"