Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 181 What’s Your Relationship with Mu Boyan

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 What’s Your Relationship with Mu Boyan

"Madam, President Fu, he is in a meeting," Han Yang finally choked out a sentence.

An Yan didn’t waste any more words with him and directly pulled up Fu Shiyan’s location.

Jiugan Cafe.

A meeting at the cafe?

It reminded her of the last time she had seen Fu Shiyan and An Yingying together there, filling her heart with frustration.

An Yan drove there directly, and half an hour later, she got out of the car.

Looking up, the man and woman at the table by the floor-to-ceiling window were none other than Fu Shiyan and An Yingying.

An Yan clenched her fists and stepped into the cafe, heading up to the third floor.

Sensing the seething anger, Fu Shiyan glanced sideways and saw An Yan striding towards him.

He wasn’t as flustered as before; he seemed to take it for granted, which caught An Yan by surprise.

She stood in front of them and pursed her lips, "Fu Shiyan, I’m giving you a chance to explain."

Fu Shiyan’s voice was indifferent, "What is your relationship with Mu Boyan?"

Instead of an explanation, she was met with a question.

An Yan looked at An Yingying, knowing that she must have said something.

She turned back to Fu Shiyan, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe what my eyes have seen and what I’ve felt during this time."

An Yan furrowed her brows, "What have you seen, and what have you felt?"

Fu Shiyan pulled out a stack of photos and threw them on the table, pictures of her and Mu Boyan at the cafe and in the hospital.

He said, "The day Yang Suhua had an accident, you were not only at the hospital but also accompanied Mu Boyan during surgery. And yesterday afternoon, I stood at the doorway for a while, and you didn’t even notice me; you were having a great time chatting with him. Hasn’t your coldness and then warmth towards me been out of guilt?"

An Yan scoffed, "So in your eyes, I am such a person. I thought we trusted each other, but I didn’t expect you to doubt me over such trivial matters."

An Yingying glared at her, "You’re with Shiyan but don’t appreciate him at all. You’re trampling on his feelings."

An Yan gave her a cold look, "What are you to talk here? You have no say!"

An Yingying stood her ground, rising to her feet, "What am I? I was Shiyan’s first woman, you tell me what that makes me!"

An Yan remembered the night two years ago when Fu Shiyan had told her it was his first time.

How ludicrous, pitiable, and hateful.

An Yan stared at her, "Even if you climbed into his bed, did he marry you?"

An Yingying held her head high, "That’s because Shiyan lost his memory and forgot about our past. But now he remembers it all. Shiyan took a bullet to the brain to save me, and after the surgery, he forgot me. We have been through life and death together, do you understand?"

An Yan instantly understood everything.

An Yingying had become the woman in Fu Shiyan’s mind, which was actually herself, An Yan.

Only hypnosis could have done this, which also explained why An Yingying had connections to Gu Han.

The reason Gu Han was manipulated by An Yingying was probably that she had leverage over him.

An Yan laughed out loud, then burst into laughter before tears followed.

"You’ve been through life and death together?"

An Yingying felt vulnerable to her laughter, but she appeared remarkably firm, "Yes, I was in danger, and Shiyan came to save me."

An Yan raised an eyebrow, "What danger did you face? What mission were you on? And who are you?"

An Yingying didn’t know much, and she lowered her voice, "My name is Mo, and I’m a Bounty Hunter."

"Bounty Hunter Mo? You?" An Yan grabbed An Yingying by the hair and dragged her out, "Come on, hit me."

An Yingying’s moves were all flash and no substance, and she couldn’t get close to An Yan.

An Yan kicked her away.

An Yingying clutched her stomach, looking towards Fu Shiyan, "Shiyan, it was for you that I didn’t harm her."

Upon hearing this, An Yan scoffed, "You’re just a coward, pretending to be a bounty hunter. With your skills, you wouldn’t even know how you died!"

She turned to Fu Shiyan, completely calm, "Fu Shiyan, from now on, we go our separate ways." Then, without looking back, she strode away.

Fu Shiyan sat there, his lips set in a straight line, the knuckles of his tightly clenched fists turning white.

Is this the result he wanted?

He stood up to leave, but An Yingying clung to his legs, "Shiyan, only I love you most in this world. You once traded your life for mine, protecting me with such affection. Can’t we be together? Give me a chance not to miss it again, let me take good care of you."

Fu Shiyan said coldly, "Let go. Don’t make me say it a second time."

Seeing the man’s anger, An Yingying timidly released her grip, "Shiyan, can I celebrate your birthday with you? Two years ago, I gave myself to you as a birthday gift, my very first time. To this day, you’re the only man I’ve been with."

Fu Shiyan looked at her, feeling none of the emotion or excitement he had two years before, not understanding why.

He always felt something was off, but he couldn’t articulate it.

He stepped away, resolute and decisive.

An Yingying watched the man’s unsympathetic back and hated An Yan to her core.

However, thinking that this time Fu Shiyan and An Yan would definitely be done with each other, she felt a dark satisfaction in her heart.

Fu Shiyan would be hers, sooner or later.

Bishui Bay.

An Yan arrived home and turned on the lights.

The spacious living room was filled with the aroma of food, very cozy.

Only, that coziness was no longer there.

She went back to the bedroom, drafted two copies of a divorce agreement, printed them out, signed them, and from the wardrobe, she took the marriage certificate and the bullet necklace to put them in a gift box on the table.

After leaving the house, she took one last look at the home that had once been hers, then closed her eyes and locked the door behind her.

An Yan returned to her villa in the eastern suburbs.

Because she hadn’t come back to turn on the wall heater, the house was particularly cold.

She turned on the wall heater and after tidying up, burrowed into the thick blankets.

Slowly, her body thawed, but her heart remained just as cold.

She no longer blamed Fu Shiyan for seeing An Yingying again, because he was hypnotized, mistaking An Yingying for her.

He was the victim.

But she blamed him for not trusting her.

Wasn’t mutual trust the foundation for two people to be together?

She covered her head with the blanket, tonight she just wanted to be a little turtle, tucked inside its shell, protecting herself.

Meanwhile, Fu Shiyan leaned drunkenly against the back seat of the car.

Han Yang glanced at the rearview mirror, "President Fu, we’re home."

"Home?" Fu Shiyan looked outside, "This is Bishui Bay? I want to go back to the old house."

"The lady might be waiting for you at home."

The dim streetlights shone on his face, and as he pressed a hand to his brow bone, he thought of An Yan’s last resolute expression.

He scoffed, "She’s gone. She won’t be waiting for me at home. Back to the old house."

Han Yang opened his mouth but eventually closed it.

Both were angry, and persuasion was futile; once the anger subsided, things would be fine.

Han Yang took him back to the old house.

Zhou Yi saw Fu Shiyan with a flushed face and reeking of alcohol, frowning deeply.

She looked back, "Where is An Yan? Isn’t it your birthday today? I called this afternoon, and she was still shopping at the mall."

Fu Shiyan laughed, "She’s angry with me. I guess we’re probably done for."

Zhou Yi hit his arm in frustration, "What a big scene you caused last week at the restaurant! Just when An Yan’s anger had subsided, you’ve upset her again. Go and appease my daughter-in-law!"

Fu Shiyan was pushed out the door by Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi called out, "If you can’t appease An Yan, don’t even think about coming back to this house!"

Fu Shiyan gazed at the quiet night sky, exhaling a plume of white breath.

He called Han Yang to come back and pick him up.

However, once he got in the car and Han Yang headed towards Bishui Bay by default, Fu Shiyan spoke up, "Go to the other mansion."