Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 154 Fu Jinqiao is Kidnapped

Chapter 154: Chapter 154 Fu Jinqiao is Kidnapped

Bi Chong picked up a glass of wine and swayed it, "Then let me toast to you."

Fu Chenyu downed the drink in his hand along with Bi Chong’s.

He laughed, caressing Bi Chong’s hand, "This hand is so soft and delicate, but why is it so big?"

Bi Chong, with his eyes slightly unfocused, resumed his manly voice, lifted his foot clad in high heels in front of him, "My feet are also exceptionally big!"

Fu Chenyu rolled his eyes and collapsed onto the booth.

Bi Chong clicked his tongue, "Knocked out by the smell? That’s too weak!"

He hoisted the man up, walked swiftly out, opened the rear door of the car, and threw the man into it.

"How dare you bully our boss, you’re courting death!"

He got into the driver’s seat and drove off.

Soon, the car stopped at a gay bar.

Bi Chong helped Fu Chenyu out of the car and into the place.

Everywhere there were men, drinking, flirting, boundlessly ambiguous.

Bi Chong called over a bartender and whispered something in their ear.

The bartender smiled, "Sure, as long as you handle it well, it’s no problem at all."

Bi Chong left the man with the bartender and strode off.

The bartender, supporting Fu Chenyu, headed upstairs, followed by four particularly burly men.

After a night had passed, when Fu Chenyu awoke, he found himself sleeping on the street.

He raised a hand to cover his eyes, feeling unbearable pain all over his body, as if he had been run over back and forth by a large truck—especially a certain part, which seemed about to burst.

He sat up and sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

His head buzzed. This feeling, he was all too familiar with it. He had been with a man again!

Fu Chenyu clenched his teeth fiercely, it was utterly humiliating.

What on earth was going on?

He tried hard to recall the night before; he had met a woman at the bar, a woman with big hands and feet. Then after drinking a glass of wine, he knew nothing.

He cursed out loud, he had been trapped.

Noticing many people looking over, Fu Chenyu got up, unconsciously tensing up a certain area. His injury must have been extremely severe; getting treatment was the priority.

After lying on the big bed in the villa on the outskirts, the family doctor finished the examination.

"Young Master Fu, this is torn quite badly," the family doctor said, applying medication with a cotton swab, "you need to be more restrained in the future."

Fu Chenyu erupted, "What restraint, I’m not a bottom! Get out!"

The family doctor threw the cotton swab into the trash can and left with the medical kit.

Fu Chenyu smashed the pillow furiously; it had to be that bitch An Yan!

That time at Lemei Island must have been her too; she framed the idiot An Yirou!

He vowed to get revenge!

He couldn’t confront An Yan directly, but he could start with someone she cared about.

He thought for a moment, and decided it would be her.

Three days later, a passenger plane landed at Jiangcheng Airport.

Fu Jinqiao jogged all the way, trying to keep up with Mu Qianfan, "Brother Mu, Brother Mu, slow down, I can’t keep up with your long legs!"

Mu Qianfan suddenly stopped, and Fu Jinqiao crashed into him.

She covered the tip of her nose, her eyes nearly welling up with tears.

"So careless?" Mu Qianfan laughed.

Fu Jinqiao pouted, "It’s because you’re so hard!"

Mu Qianfan narrowed his eyes, "What did you say? Huh?"

Fu Jinqiao blinked and her cheeks flushed, "I, I, I didn’t mean that."

"Then tell me, what did you mean? Is it the same thing I’m thinking?"

Watching the man’s handsome face draw closer, Fu Jinqiao’s nose grew hot, "I, I, I’m going to the restroom."

She turned and fled.

Mu Qianfan chuckled softly.

Xu Shuo looked at the little girl’s retreating figure, "Miss Fu is really quite cute."

"She is cute, adorably stupid."

Xu Shuo, "..."

It wasn’t until ten minutes later that Fu Jinqiao returned.

She didn’t dare to look Mu Qianfan in the eye, since the conversation just now had been embarrassingly heart-fluttering.

She didn’t dare to speak again the whole way.

Mu Qianfan dropped her off at the front gate of the old Fu Family mansion with its carved flowers.

"Call somebody to open the gate," he said.

Fu Jinqiao quickly waved her hands, "No need, no need, I’ll just walk in a bit later. You and Assistant Xu should head back now," she said, and with that, she got out of the car.

Mu Qianfan lowered the car window, "Then I’ll watch you go inside."

"You guys go first, I’m already home, what could possibly happen?" Fu Jinqiao said with a smile in her eyes, "I’ll go back after you leave."

Unable to argue with her, Mu Qianfan finally ordered the driver to leave.

Fu Jinqiao watched the car vanish from view, then covered her hot red face with both hands, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Just as she was about to turn around, she felt a pain in her neck and fainted.

A man dressed in black with a duckbill cap and a mask carried her into a van and then sped away.

Mu Qianfan caught a glimpse of the little girl’s earring on the back seat of the car.

He picked it up and chuckled, "This silly girl." Then he instructed the driver to go back.

The car passed the van, but Mu Qianfan didn’t pay it any mind.

The car stopped outside the ornately carved gate and he looked into the gentle interior.

He called Fu Jinqiao, only to find that her phone was turned off.

He got out of the car and tried calling Fu Jinqiao again, still getting the turned-off status.

Logically, it only took a minute for the car to drive away, and it would take five minutes for Fu Jinqiao to walk to the mansion.

But the estate was empty, with no sign of the little girl anywhere.

Could something have happened?

Mu Qianfan’s brow furrowed as he suddenly remembered the van covered with black film. He ordered the driver, "Turn back and follow that van."

He called Mu Shaoze, "Brother, Jinqiao has gone missing; help me look for her. It was five minutes ago outside the carved gate of the Fu Family old mansion."

Mu Shaoze tapped his cigarette on the ashtray, "I’m on it right now."

Bishui Bay.

Fu Shiyan was out at a social engagement, and An Yan was at home drawing up designs.

Her cell phone buzzed.

She picked it up—it was an internet call. She answered it.

"If you want to save Fu Jinqiao, you’ll do exactly as I say, or else I’m ripping up the ticket!"

An Yan’s eyebrows drew together, "You tell me what to do."

"Come to the abandoned parking lot in the eastern suburbs by yourself. Don’t call the police, or we’ll have our way with her first! Hurry up, our patience is limited!"

The call was hung up.

An Yan opened her laptop and began to trace the origin of the number she had just received.

Soon, the phone was located—a black van with a fake license plate had entered the highway.

She grabbed her phone and car keys and hurriedly left the house.

In the back seat of the van, the blindfolded girl lay motionless.

The man in black in the front passenger seat swallowed hard, "Big bro, this chick’s pretty good-looking. Can I have a taste after we get to the factory?"

The man with glasses driving gave him a glare, "No way, we were told not to touch her. Keep your pants on."

"Alright, I got it," the man in black replied, taking one last reluctant look at the girl’s pale legs.

An hour later, the van stopped outside a deserted parking lot.

The glasses-wearing man got out first, "Take that girl to the inside room and don’t lay a finger on her, got it?"

"Got it, got it," the man in black nodded, then went to the back seat to carry the girl into the factory building.