Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 126: Let’s Try Something Exciting

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Let’s Try Something Exciting

Looking in the direction the girl was pointing, Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow.

"Eating cold things in summer isn’t good."

"Just one cone!"

"Even one? I didn’t want to buy you any at first."

An Yan shook his arm, "Brother Yan?"

Fu Shiyan laughed, "Say it again."

"Brother Yan."

"Alright, what flavor?"

"Chocolate."

Fu Shiyan took her hand and walked under a coconut tree, "Wait here; I’ll go buy it for you."

An Yan nodded, "Okay, hurry up."

There were eight people in line in front of the ice cream truck, and Fu Shiyan was the ninth. He looked back at An Yan from time to time, as if waiting in line wasn’t so unbearable.

Soon, a girl in a white dress lined up behind Fu Shiyan. She typed something on her phone, then moved to Fu Shiyan’s side and lifted her phone for him to see.

Fu Shiyan said coldly, "I already have a girlfriend."

The girl left grudgingly.

Standing not far away, An Yan clicked her tongue; Fu Shiyan’s ability to attract attention was too strong — three people in just a short while.

At this moment, a little boy in dungaree shorts stood behind Fu Shiyan. He tugged at the man’s clothes.

Fu Shiyan turned impatiently, then his gaze dropped, realizing it was a little troublemaker.

Clicking his tongue, he recognized the familiar-looking little face.

"What is it, kiddo?"

The little boy nodded, "Uncle, I want to eat ice cream; can you lend me one yuan?"

Looking at the small handful of money in his hand, Fu Shiyan asked, "Do you know how much one costs?"

"Ten yuan, and I’m short by one yuan."

Fu Shiyan hummed, "I can lend it to you, but how will you pay me back?"

"I’ll give you my mom’s phone number; you can add her on WeChat and she can transfer it to you."

"Then why don’t you ask your mom to buy it?"

"Mommy doesn’t allow me to eat cold stuff!"

"Junjun!" A woman hurried over and grabbed the boy’s hand, "Why are you running around?"

"I want to eat ice cream."

"If you run around again, I’m going to spank you," said the woman as she pulled the boy away.

Fu Shiyan called out to her, "Song Jianning."

The woman turned around, froze upon seeing Fu Shiyan, then swiftly picked up the boy and walked away.

Fu Shiyan asked, "Lu Minglan has been looking for you."

The woman stiffened, took a deep side-glance breath, "Please, don’t tell him you saw me; thank you."

The woman holding the boy ran off quickly.

Seeing this, An Yan hurried forward, "What happened?"

Fu Shiyan took her hand, "That’s Lu Minglan’s ex-girlfriend; the child looks a lot like Minglan. Let’s go see."

"Yes."

Fu Shiyan followed the woman’s black Volkswagen by car, not too closely, and called Lu Minglan to notify him of the situation.

Lu Minglan spoke in a low tone, "I’m coming now."

The woman’s car stopped in front of a small apartment building; she got out with the boy and went upstairs.

Fu Shiyan and An Yan followed and saw the elevator stop on the ninth floor and got into another elevator up to the ninth floor.

The moment the elevator doors opened, the woman’s pleading voice was heard.

"Please give me a few more days."

"Impossible. If you don’t pay back today, I’m taking your son!"

"No, I’ve already paid back the principal; don’t be too cruel!"

"Your father owes us money, and as his daughter, you have to pay it back! Or else it’s your responsibility!"

Three men surrounded the woman and the boy, swearing and jeering.

One of the men was just about to lay hands on her when his collar was grabbed from behind and he was fiercely yanked back to smash into the wall.

The other two men turned around swiftly, swearing as they charged at Fu Shiyan and An Yan.

Fu Shiyan kicked the two men away with one foot each.

The three men struggled to their feet and charged again.

An Yan turned around, delivered a spinning kick to the side of a man’s face, and the man rebounded off the wall and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Fu Shiyan had subdued the other two.

He looked at the woman, "Call the police."

The woman shook her head, picking up the boy, "Let them go."

The three men staggered to their feet, shouting that they would come back, warning them to just wait and see, then fled with their tails between their legs.

The woman opened the door and looked at them, "Thank you. Would you like to come in for some tea?"

Fu Shiyan nodded and walked in with An Yan.

The apartment was very small, less than fifty square meters.

One bedroom, the living room and the kitchen were combined, the furniture also all very simple.

The woman put the boy down and stroked his hair, "I’ll go pour some tea for you."

Fu Shiyan looked at her, "No need to trouble yourself, sit down and let’s talk."

The woman looked at the boy, "Junjun, go play in the bedroom."

Junjun obediently blinked, then ran into the bedroom and closed the door to play with his toys.

Fu Shiyan and An Yan sat on the sofa, the woman sitting in a chair opposite them.

"Song Jianning, is that child Lu Minglan’s?"

Song Jianning looked down, pursing her lips, "No, he isn’t."

"Really not?"

Song Jianning looked up at Fu Shiyan, "Mr. Fu, this child is unrelated to Mr. Lu, so I hope you won’t tell him about meeting me. I was wrong to him back then, I’ll have to repay what I owe him in the next life."

"Song Jianning, you owe Minglan an apology."

"Would you pass the message to him for me?"

Sudden knocking echoed urgently, and Fu Shiyan with An Yan stood up, "No, these words should be spoken by you in person."

The door opened, and Lu Minglan was gasping for breath, his eyes bloodshot.

He had just been on a business trip in Linshi; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to arrive so quickly.

The woman he had been searching for four years was finally found.

In An Yan’s memory, Lu Minglan had always been the refined gentleman, never losing his composure like this; this was the first time she saw it.

Fu Shiyan squeezed her hand, "Let’s go."

They passed by Lu Minglan, walking into the elevator, and then heard the door being shut.

An Yan asked, "What kind of torturous love is this?"

"Want to know?"

"Somewhat."

"I’ll tell you about it tonight."

An Yan: "..."

Fu Shiyan wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "On our date, let’s not talk about others. Let me think, what’s next on our agenda?"

"You still owe me an ice cream!" An Yan protested.

He pinched the girl’s pert little nose, "Do I look like an ice cream?"

"Stop it!"

"Alright, I’ll buy it for you in a bit."

"That’s more like it."

Fu Shiyan laughed, "After the ice cream, I’ll take you to a nice place."

Feeling content, An Yan enjoyed a chocolate cone, and then Fu Shiyan blindfolded her with a black cloth strip.

She teased him, "All mysterious, where are we going exactly?"

"You’ll know when we get there."

Not knowing how long they walked, An Yan felt the elevator rising, followed by the whooshing of the wind.

Fu Shiyan stood behind her, took off the black cloth strip.

An Yan opened her eyes, and what greeted her was a transparent glass walkway. She looked down beneath her feet to see cars and people as tiny as ants on the highway below, while the airplane flying over her head looked impressively majestic.

"Knowing you’re daring, I thought to take you on something thrilling."

An Yan took a step forward onto the transparent walkway, "Just this?"

Fu Shiyan lifted his chin, "The surprise is at the end ."