Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 120: Gathering with the Mu Family

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Gathering with the Mu Family

The spacious dining room was filled with people seated around the circular table.

Mu Hongsheng beamed with joy, a stark contrast to the look of worry he had outside the operating room that day.

He held Xu Wanqing’s hand, his eyes filled with tenderness and an indescribable love.

Xu Wanqing withdrew her hand, "The kids are all here, don’t make a spectacle."

Mu Hongsheng laughed, "I haven’t heard you talk in two years, I can’t get enough."

Xu Wanqing shyly slapped the man’s hand, "Stop with the flattery."

She picked up the glass of water from the table, "Let’s all toast to An Yan and Shiyan, one is my lifesaver, and the other is Qianfan’s lifesaver."

Mu Hongsheng followed by raising his glass, "Yes, no one knows how our Mu Family has gotten through these past two years. An Yan, Uncle truly thanks you. Shiyan, Uncle also thanks you for saving Qianfan."

An Yan shook his head, "It was just a small effort, I’m very happy to be able to help you."

Fu Shiyan raised his glass, "You’re too kind."

Mu Hongsheng nodded, "If there’s anything you need help with in the future, just ask. Come, let’s drink up!"Everyone raised their glasses and drained them in one go.

During the meal, An Yan ended up drinking several glasses in a row.

All four Mu brothers served An Yan dishes.

Seeing this, Mu Yingying also served dishes to An Yan.

Mu Hongsheng looked at Mu Yingying, who was sitting next to Mu Qianfan, "Qianfan, serve Yingying some dishes too."

Mu Qianfan looked up and placed a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into her bowl with the serving chopsticks.

Mu Yingying smiled, "Thank you, Third Brother."

Mu Qianfan responded with a faint ’hmm’ and didn’t give her another glance.

After the meal, An Yan and Fu Shiyan said their goodbyes to everyone.

Mu Shaoze handed An Yan a big bunch of roses, "You can make fresh flower cakes tonight."

He gave her a flirtatious wink, "Sister, see you at the resort next Sunday, okay?"

"Sure, Fourth Young Master."

"From now on, just call me Fourth Brother, don’t be so formal."

An Yan half-smiled and nodded, then sat in the driver’s seat.

Fu Shiyan started the car and turned it around to leave the estate.

The dim streetlights extended the brightness of day, dispelling the darkness of the night.

Fu Shiyan glanced at the girl who was bending over and smelling the roses, "Do you really like the Mu family?"

An Yan softly responded, "Uncle Mu is kind, Auntie Mu is gentle—their warmth with their children, to be honest, I’m quite envious. My memories of my mother only go back to when I was five, and I hardly remember what she looked like. I have even fewer memories of my father; An Zaili hardly ever came home then."

Fu Shiyan held her hand, "You don’t need to envy others; we will have a home, and I will cherish you a hundred, a thousand times over."

An Yan looked at the man and the corners of her mouth lifted, "I know."

The next morning, An Yan opened her eyes and, with closed eyes, reached for the phone on the bedside table. Squinting, she checked the time.

Seven thirty.

She rolled over in bed wrapped in a blanket, sent a good morning WeChat message to Fu Shiyan, then jumped out of bed to wash up and change.

Fu Shiyan had left for Linshi early in the morning on a business trip, as there was an important partnership that required his personal attention; he wouldn’t be back until tomorrow night, so she was on her own for the next couple of days.

An Yan called Su Yue to say she would be going to the studio later and asked Su Yue to be ready to pick her up.

She shouldered her bag, descended to the basement garage, and drove away.

Soon after, Fu Shiyan’s call came in, "What are you doing?"

"Driving."

He laughed softly, "How can you drive without me?"

An Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "Aren’t you annoying?"

"Yanyan, I miss you."

"Haven’t we just been apart for less than two hours?"

"Heartless little thing, don’t you miss me?"

An Yan laughed, "Younger Uncle, you’re so greasy! A brief separation is for a better sweetness."

Fu Shiyan smiled gently, "Where are you going?"

"To Galaxy Design Studio, it’s time for the internship, and I’ve been delaying it for a while."

"Then drive slowly, let me know once you arrive."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the parking spot in front of Galaxy Design Studio, and before getting off, An Yan sent a message to Fu Shiyan to let him know, then she entered the studio.

The receptionist, seeing a stranger, asked, "Which designer have you made an appointment with?"

An Yan smiled, "I’m here for an internship."

As soon as she finished speaking, the clacking of high heels sounded behind her.

The receptionist slightly nodded, "Director Gao."

Gao Min, clad in a black form-fitting wrap dress, nodded slightly. Her pale smooth arms locked onto An Yan’s arm intimately and she asked, "When did you arrive?"

An Yan smiled, "Just now."

After watching the two enter the elevator, the receptionist silently took note of An Yan, thinking that this girl was different and would definitely stay at the design studio.

Gao Min pressed the button for floor nine, "President Su just called me and said you were coming, telling me to take good care of you and not let any blind fools upset you again."

"Don’t listen to Su Yue. Now, I’m just an intern and a junior college student. Arrange whatever you need to arrange."

Gao Min nodded, "President An, is An Yirou coming back or not?"

An Yan considered An Yirou’s situation for a moment, "She won’t come back, don’t worry about her."

"Understood."

Passing by the secretary’s office, Gao Min had someone brew two cups of coffee and sent them into the boss’s office before returning to her own.

An Yan knocked on Su Yue’s office door.

"Come in."

An Yan pushed the door open and tilted her head, "President Su, I’m here to report."

Su Yue put on airs, sitting up straight, "Come in."

An Yan stood in front of the desk, twisting her hands in front of her, quite restrained, "President Su, I’m really sorry, but I didn’t report earlier due to personal matters."

"What should we do about that?"

Su Yue crooked a finger, "Come here."

An Yan blinked and walked around the desk.

With a light tug, An Yan found herself sitting on Su Yue’s lap, feigning protest, "Let me go! I’m not afraid of your forceful ways!"

Su Yue laughed out loud, "Come on, let the great Master Ximen see if you’ve reconciled with Old Dog Fu after surviving on a deserted island?"

When she saw the kiss mark on An Yan’s collarbone, she disdainfully pushed her away, "Really, no backbone."

At that moment, the assistant brought in two cups of coffee, placing them on the table.

An Yan, laughing, picked up a cup of cappuccino and sat down on the guest sofa, nibbling on the cake from the coffee table as she spoke.

After listening to her, Su Yue was on the verge of exploding, "I knew that Su Manxi was up to no good! Does she have some serious illness, thinking that by breaking you two up, Old Dog Fu would fancy her? But with the Su Family finished, she won’t be stirring up any more trouble."

An Yan sipped her coffee and shrugged, "I hope she behaves, otherwise, I wouldn’t mind knocking some sense into her."

After finishing the coffee, An Yan reported to Gao Min’s office, where she was assigned as an assistant to A-level designer Zhou Wenwen.

The designers at Galaxy Design Studio were divided into four levels: S, A, B, C.

Zhou Wenwen ranked near the top among the A-level designers and with one more good performance, she could be promoted to an S-level designer.

She was amiable, which was why Gao Min assigned An Yan to her, considering that An Yan was another major shareholder of Galaxy and it wouldn’t be good if she felt aggrieved.

Today was her first day and Zhou Wenwen didn’t assign any important tasks to An Yan, just some simple work.

An Yan found it quite relaxing.

When it was time to leave work, Bai Qinghan called her.

"An Yan, do you have time tonight? I have something I want to talk to you about."