Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 177 Who is Qianqian

Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Who is Qianqian

The winter night was pitch-black and cold, and by seven o’clock, the sky had completely darkened.

Snowflakes drifted down, covering the already swept roads with a thin layer of fresh snow.

Fu Shiyan’s car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and he pushed the door open to pick up An Yan.

Even though it was just a few meters, he wanted to go pick her up.

During this time, their relationship had been anything but pleasant, and he hadn’t treated her well, so he wanted to look after her in every possible detail in their life to come.

Seeing the man approaching the steps, An Yan hurried out of the hospital main entrance. "You could have called me, and I would have come out. Why did you come down?"

"I missed you, haven’t seen you all day."

An Yan knew he was being especially humble now, for it was he who had made the mistake.

"Enough with the smooth talk." An Yan took his hand, "Let’s go."

Fu Shiyan looked at the girl’s hand, his lips curling up, as excited as a young boy holding hands for the first time.

"Okay, let’s go now."

Fu Shiyan opened the car door for her, fastened her seat belt, and wanted to hold her hand all the way.

Later, An Yan felt it was unsafe to drive on slippery roads in the snow, and after she mentioned it several times, Fu Shiyan finally let go and took the wheel with both hands instead.

Since they had prearranged with Director Li, Fu Shiyan and An Yan went straight to the interrogation room upon arriving at the police station.

An Zaili sat behind the interrogation table, handcuffed.

He looked utterly dejected, even older than before.

After they sat down, An Yan spoke softly, "Yang Suhua was injected with snake venom just now."

An Zaili’s eyes shot towards her, "What?"

He quickly changed his tone, "You’re lying to me."

An Yan curved her lips, "What good would lying to you do me?"

She pulled up a video from her phone, "See for yourself."

An Zaili watched as a man injected something into Yang Suhua’s IV and then left. Soon after, several doctors and nurses rushed into the room to resuscitate her.

"How is she now?" An Zaili’s eyes were bloodshot.

An Yan replied, "Her rescue was timely and she had another brain surgery. She’s out of danger now."

It dawned on An Zaili, "So it was you who installed the surveillance."

"You should thank me. Otherwise, Yang Suhua wouldn’t have been rescued so promptly." An Yan tapped on the man in the screen, "Ever seen him before?"

An Zaili shook his head, "I haven’t."

An Yan zoomed in on the man’s face, "Although he’s well-disguised and hard to recognize, do you remember anything about his figure? After what’s happened these past days, I think you’ve realized someone wants the An Family wiped out. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have chosen to reveal your plot with Du Xinlan against Xu Zhen and seek police protection."

An Zaili’s pupils contracted, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

An Yan looked him in the eye, "Don’t understand or pretending not to? From An Yirou to Du Xinlan to Yang Suhua, who’s now in a coma, the perpetrator is sparing no one. Why do you think that is?"

An Zaili clenched his teeth tightly, not saying a word.

"Your silence doesn’t mean you don’t agree." An Yan raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think I killed Du Xinlan? You merely used that as an excuse to get to the police station. Because you’re afraid of being killed like them."

When An Zaili’s true thoughts were exposed, he involuntarily clenched his fists tightly, "I really don’t know this man."

"An Zaili, do you think Yang Suhua will have as good luck as she did this time? She has no relation to me, and I won’t save her a second time."

An Zaili covered his face, "I really don’t know who that man is." He looked up at An Yan, "Are you saying that Yirou and Du Xinlan were murdered?"

An Yan nodded, pulling up two video clips, one was of a man in black entering and exiting An Yirou’s residential complex, and the other was Gu Han hypnotizing Du Xinlan.

An Zaili was incredulous, "How could this happen? We have no grievances with these two, why?"

With his leading questions, An Yan asked the one he wanted to the most, "Who is Qianqian?"

An Zaili’s mind exploded with thoughts on how An Yan knew about Qianqian.

As if An Yan read his thoughts, he directly told him, "Du Xinlan received a call from Gu Han, who said it was Qianqian who had asked her to come. So, this Qianqian and Du Xinlan must be intimate and trusting of one another, otherwise, she wouldn’t open the door to a stranger in the middle of the night."

An Zaili’s heart was in turmoil, but he maintained his composure, "I don’t know Qianqian."

An Yan nodded, "Okay, I’ve said everything I wanted to say to you. I won’t come to you again."

She stood up and walked out.

Fu Shiyan also stood up, smiling, "An Yan asked me to ensure Yang Suhua’s safety, but I see no need for it now. I also want to tell you that even if you are serving time in prison, there’s no guarantee for absolute safety. After all, if someone wants you dead, they will go to great lengths to do so. One more thing to remind you, Gu Han is also dead."

After speaking, Fu Shiyan stepped out of the interrogation room.

An Zaili grabbed his hair with both hands, refusing to believe that it was Qianqian who did this, after all, she was their biological daughter, An Yirou’s older sister, and Yang Suhua’s granddaughter.

No, it definitely couldn’t be like this.

An Yan was deceiving him, trying to confuse him, wanting him to reveal who Qianqian was.

He definitely couldn’t fall for it; he had to protect his child.

...

Upon leaving the police station, An Yan lifted her gaze to the sky.

Snowflakes were falling, landing on her curly eyelashes, as she reached out her hand to catch a snowflake, "Ayan, do you think we can stay together until we are grey and old?"

Fu Shiyan took her hand, turning her towards him, "Yanyan, we will, we definitely will."

He embraced her.

An Yan blinked, "Today at the hospital, I saw the Mu Family’s second brother. He said Mu Yingying is not a child of the Mu Family. He thinks my eyes look like his mother’s, so he took a strand of my hair for testing. The results should be out by tomorrow."

A flash of surprise crossed Fu Shiyan’s eyes, "Mu Yingying is not a Mu family member? And he thinks you are?"

"I also felt that simply because our eyes look alike, we shouldn’t do the testing, but it’s effortless, so why not."

Fu Shiyan chuckled, "An Zaili said those two were your biological parents, but I didn’t believe that in my heart. It’s not that I can’t accept their identity, it’s just an intuition. An Zaili is naturally deceitful, his words can’t be trusted."

An Yan nodded, "I don’t care about the identities of my biological parents, but what I want is evidence and the truth."

"Maybe there will be a surprise tomorrow," Fu Shiyan patted her back, "What do you feel like eating? I’ll take you."

"Let’s go home, I want to eat noodles."

"Alright, I’ll make them for you."

Fu Shiyan held her as they walked towards the car.

At that moment, a man dressed in a police uniform walked out of the police station and then returned to the doorway.

After the car left, he quickly departed, headed to the back alley, took off his police uniform, and dialed a phone number.