Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 168: Slapping the Face

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Slapping the Face

"Why did you come?" Fu Shiyan’s gaze darkened ominously.

Mu Yingying was dressed in a pure and pretty manner, and she said with a smile, "Wasn’t it you who asked me out?"

"I didn’t." Fu Shiyan’s face fell. "Leave this place."

"Shiyan..." Mu Yingying’s eyes reddened.

"What’s happening here?" An Yan walked over, feigning surprise. "Mu Yingying? Are you also here for a date?"

She looked around. "Has your boyfriend not arrived yet?"

Mu Yingying bit her lip. "He suddenly broke off the appointment. I saw President Fu here, so I came over to say hello. I’m leaving now."

"No worries, it’s a holiday. Let’s celebrate together."

An Yan took hold of her wrist and seated herself. "What would you like to eat?"

Mu Yingying tried to stand up but was immediately pushed back down by An Yan on the shoulder.

An Yan turned her head, her hook-shaped lips dropped instantly, "I said, let’s eat together. Did you understand?"

Fu Shiyan faintly sensed that something was amiss. He looked at Mu Yingying. "Miss Mu, I’m sorry, I’m not used to having a third person disrupt our date."

Mu Yingying nodded, "I’m leaving now."

An Yan’s grip on her shoulder grew stronger, and Mu Yingying frowned in pain and cried out, "An Yan, it hurts."

"Just sit down quietly and eat, won’t you?" An Yan said with a smile. "Obey and it won’t hurt."

"An Yan, you..." Fu Shiyan looked at An Yan.

An Yan slightly lifted her chin. "What, feeling sorry for her?"

Fu Shiyan furrowed his brows. "What are you talking about?"

"Am I wrong? Huh?" An Yan threw a stack of photos and call logs from her handbag onto the table.

Fu Shiyan, lips tightly pressed, looked at the photos of people at Jiugan Cafe.

An Yan interlaced her fingers and propped them under her chin. "Weren’t you meeting a client? Why lie?"

"You had someone follow me?" Fu Shiyan asked.

"I didn’t send anyone, I went to catch the cheater myself."

"There’s a reason for this, I said that because I feared you might misunderstand," Fu Shiyan quickly explained.

"Lying to me, and I won’t misunderstand?" An Yan used her fingertip to point at the moment Mu Yingying had tried to embrace Fu Shiyan. "What’s this situation?"

She looked at Mu Yingying. "You tell me."

Mu Yingying bit her lip. "I lost my balance and nearly fell on President Fu."

An Yan laughed uncontrollably, tears even fell. She gently wiped them away and lifted Mu Yingying’s chin, "Calling him President Fu now? I distinctly heard you ecstatically calling him Shiyan just now!"

"I didn’t..." Mu Yingying defended.

An Yan raised her hand and delivered a loud slap. Mu Yingying’s cheek instantly bore five bright red finger marks, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

The surrounding people were shocked by the sound and turned to look in their direction.

"Feeling sorry for her now?" An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan said, "Yanyan, listen to my explanation..."

"Explaining how you cleared the call and transaction records between her and An Yirou?" An Yan accused. "You’ve slept with her, haven’t you?"

Mu Yingying’s face was streaming with tears. "An Yan, I’m really sorry..."

An Yan scoffed audibly. Did this even need saying?

Mu Yingying had admitted it, and Fu Shiyan did not defend himself.

How ridiculous!

At that moment, the waiter stood by with the dishes, unsure of what to do.

An Yan crooked her finger, "Set it down."

The waiter arranged the dishes fully, "The three of you, please enjoy your meal."

An Yan picked up the knife and fork and began cutting the steak, "It’s possible to have three people for a meal, but the world of emotions cannot accommodate three together."

She methodically cut the steak and ate the meat bite by bite, "When did you start this, hmm?"

Fu Shiyan gritted his teeth, "There was one night, two years ago."

An Yan swallowed the beef and poured herself a glass of red wine, "Then at the Mu Family, you pretended not to know each other and treated me like a fool?"

Fu Shiyan suppressed his emotions, "Never, Yanyan, that’s all in the past."

"The past, yet you couldn’t decisively break off her entanglements! The past, yet you still helped her! Fu Shiyan, what do you take me for?" An Yan threw the red wine in the man’s face, "It’s really different with someone from a one-night stand."

Fu Shiyan was splashed with red wine, wiped his face with his hand, and looked at An Yan, his expression abjectly pleading, "Yanyan, have you calmed down?"

An Yan continued eating her cod, "No."

Mu Yingying covered her face and wept softly.

The three of them were in a deadlock until An Yan put down her knife and fork.

An Yan asked Mu Yingying, "Do you think you are wrong?"

Mu Yingying sniffled, "Shiyan isn’t married..."

"Ha ha ha ha..." An Yan laughed and shook her head, "So, he’s not married, but having a girlfriend and pursuing to destroy our relationship, that is moral? Your values are really screwed up!"

Mu Yingying held her face high, "I don’t think I’m wrong, Shiyan isn’t married, I have the right to pursue him!"

An Yan slapped her face hard, "Well, sorry to say, he is married!"

Mu Yingying’s eyes widened, "What?"

"So, as long as I don’t divorce him, you’ll always be the hidden mistress!" An Yan stood up, and with a backhand slap, another loud slap twisted the other’s face.

She grabbed her handbag and walked around the table to leave.

Fu Shiyan quickly followed her, grabbing her wrist.

An Yan turned around, with a slap, "Fu Shiyan, get lost!" After speaking, she turned and walked away.

Fu Shiyan was stunned for a moment, then followed her.

Not far away, witnessing this scene, Fu Jinqiao’s mouth hung open, "Brother Mu, did my auntie just slap my uncle?"

Mu Qianfan touched his chin with the tip of his tongue, "She not only slapped your uncle but also slapped Mu Yingying twice."

Fu Jinqiao realized something, "So my uncle cheated on your sister?"

"She’s not my sister." Mu Qianfan grabbed her, "You go find An Yan, I’ll handle the situation here."

Fu Jinqiao nodded and hurriedly ran towards the elevator.

Mu Qianfan strode to the dining table and sat down, "Mu Yingying, what trouble have you stirred up again?"

Mu Yingying’s eyes flickered, "I didn’t know President Fu was married."

"Even if he wasn’t married, everyone knows he has a girlfriend, do you think that’s moral?" Mu Qianfan glared at her.

"I consider it to be," Mu Yingying slightly tilted her face, "Fu Shiyan is special to me."

Mu Qianfan lit a cigarette, watching her coldly, "Two years ago, you tried to climb into my bed, and now you want to climb into another man’s bed, where’s your shame?"

Mu Yingying clenched her fists, remembering how two years ago she had sneaked into Mu Qianfan’s bed at midnight only to be thrown out, she loathed him.

Mu Qianfan scoffed, "Although you grew up in the Mu family, you didn’t learn a thing about Mu family values, it really is that genetics can’t be changed."

Mu Yingying felt indignant, "Third Brother, compared to An Yan, aren’t I closer to you in relation?"