Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 161: Deception

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Deception

The lounge curtains were not drawn, and the noon sunlight was especially plentiful.

An Yan slightly furrowed her brows.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyan lifted her up and headed towards the bathroom.

An Yan remembered that last time it was in the bathroom where she had been particularly tormented, her heart uneasy, "Don’t go to the bathroom, just go close the curtains."

Fu Shiyan naturally knew her little thoughts, "In the bathroom, I perform better."

Although the two had been together many times, An Yan still couldn’t help blushing.

Fu Shiyan carried her into the bathroom and pressed her against the wall tiles, fitting tightly against her, his thin lips grazing An Yan’s ear ridge, "I really thank you for your unabashedness back then, and now I am madly in love with this feigned modesty of yours."

An Yan was both annoyed and embarrassed, pounding on the man’s side waist.

Fu Shiyan hissed, "Baby, if you break the waist, wouldn’t you cry?"

An Yan still wanted to say something, but the man sealed all her words.

The intense and lingering kiss trailed down her lips, across her fair neck.

An Yan couldn’t take it, grabbing the man’s black and glossy hair, "Ayan, I can’t stand it. Don’t do this."

Fu Shiyan looked up at her, licked his wet lips, "Tsk, you can’t take this?"

He laughed, stood up, and wanted to kiss her.

An Yan turned her face away, pursing her lips.

"Disgusted with yourself? Hmm?"

Fu Shiyan chuckled softly, turning the knob directly, and warm water sprayed from the showerhead.

"Yanyan, I love you so much, I truly love you."

After a fierce lovemaking session, An Yan fell asleep in the lounge, her eyes half-closed.

Fu Shiyan changed into a brand-new suit, looking refreshed and clear-headed.

He sat beside the bed, quietly looking at the girl’s sleeping face, so charming and cute.

He would not tell An Yan that the woman in his mind was Mu Yingying, no matter what had happened between them, it was all in the past.

He placed a gentle kiss on An Yan’s brow, then got up and left the lounge.

The moment he closed the door, An Yan opened her eyes, her fingertips running over the edge of the blanket, feeling that something was off with Fu Shiyan.

That inexplicable kind of off.

Perhaps, she was just being paranoid.

In the following period, An Yan went to Galaxy Design Studio.

Due to her special status, no one dared to play tricks on her, but instead, they were all very polite to her.

Su Yue pressed the intercom, "An Yan, come to my office."

Under everyone’s gaze, An Yan entered Su Yue’s office, and she nodded respectfully, "President Su, did you want to see me?"

Su Yue raised an eyebrow, and hooked her finger, "Come here."

An Yan walked around the desk to her side, and Su Yue grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an embrace, "How about a promotion to my personal assistant?"

"I refuse to rise through the office politics. President Su, give up on that idea."

Su Yue feigned a sniff, "Tsk, smells like a man has cherished you."

At that moment, Zhou Wenwen pushed the door open.

She immediately widened her eyes, "President Su, sorry for the interruption." With that, she fled in a panic.

An Yan and Su Yue burst into laughter.

An Yan sat down in the guest chair, "This is finished, who knows what they’ll say now."

Su Yue shrugged, "No worries, I’ll just tell Zhou Wenwen. If word gets out, it’ll be because she talked."

"Come on, by saying that, you’re confirming something’s up between us," An Yan laughed.

Su Yue smiled slyly, "Isn’t it exciting? By the way, when are you and Old Dog Fu planning to go public?"

"After graduation."

"You, an Ivy League visiting professor, really care about a domestic college diploma? You could get married during college. Come on, tell me the real reason."

"Michael has news, I want to catch him myself."

Su Yue’s eyes instantly reddened, "An Yan, can you not go? What did you become in those two years? To take revenge for Bi Zhan and Fu Shiyan, don’t you consider yourself? What if you..."

Seeing Su Yue choke up, An Yan also felt uncomfortable.

After a long while, she finally said, "I won’t have any trouble."

"You bear everything yourself, and Old Dog Fu knows nothing! Thinking about this makes me angry."

An Yan smiled, "Since I’ve moved away from that dangerous circle, I should never step back into it. I can bear it alone."

She thought about how Shiyan had been getting increasingly clingy lately, and a sense of unease inexplicably arose in her heart.

Thinking of this, she stood up, "I’m going to call Ayan."

Su Yue mocked her, "You two are so clingy, truly sickening."

An Yan gave a faint smile and turned to leave.

She made a call to Fu Shiyan, and the other party answered.

"Yanyan."

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

Fu Shiyan chuckled, "I’m meeting with a client."

"Then you go ahead, I don’t really have anything, just missing you."

"I miss you too."

"Then go ahead, I’ll book tickets to watch a movie tonight."

"Good, whatever you decide is fine."

After hanging up the phone, An Yan thought for a moment and still pulled up Fu Shiyan’s location, discovering he was at Jiugan Cafe.

What client would meet in a cafe?

An Yan pondered for a moment, took her handbag, and left the design studio.

She drove to Jiugan Cafe and parked by the roadside.

She saw two people sitting at the table next to the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

One was Fu Shiyan; the other was Mu Yingying.

Two seemingly unrelated people were together.

An Yan’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.

She could clearly see Mu Yingying’s pitiful look, appearing as though she had been greatly wronged.

She was saying something, and Fu Shiyan looked indifferent but not relaxed.

An Yan opened her WeChat notebook and hacked into the cafe’s surveillance system, only that the camera didn’t capture that position.

She pursed her lips, watching the two talking.

Suddenly, Mu Yingying reached out to hold Fu Shiyan’s hand, but he instantly dodged and stood up to leave.

Mu Yingying rushed over to try to hug him from behind, but Fu Shiyan avoided her again.

He wasn’t angry, just indifferently chose to leave.

Although nothing had happened between them, the scene still left a thorn in An Yan’s heart.

After all, Fu Shiyan would have harshly reprimanded any flirtatious behavior, but he didn’t with Mu Yingying.

Most importantly, he had lied to her. How could this be a client? Couldn’t he just honestly say it was her?

An Yan started the car and left.

On the other side, Mu Yingying called Gu Han with a haughty tone, "Next time you better clarify what model and what chain material that bullet necklace is made of. Got it?"

After the other party replied with understanding, she hung up satisfied, then dialed another number.

She said with a soft laugh, "Coach Li, I need to intensify my training and hope you can adjust the times."

"All right, thank you."

Mu Yingying put her phone in her bag, her eyes devoid of tears and filled with joy.

Fu Shiyan recalled all the incidents with the lady in the red dress. It turned out that woman and he were both bounty hunters.

Fu Shiyan adored this woman, so he risked his life to save her, suffering a head injury himself, but the woman never appeared again.

Now, she was that woman, and she wanted to ensnare Hua Country’s most outstanding man.