Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 185: Seeing Through An Yingying

Chapter 185: Chapter 185: Seeing Through An Yingying

Fu Shiyan felt there was more to her words, "What do you mean?"

Su Yue snorted coldly and directly pulled An Yingying over, "She can’t even beat me, do you think she can be Mo?"

"You know Mo? Are you familiar with Mo?" Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, staring at her.

Su Yue tilted her chin up, "Very familiar!"

An Yingying’s eyes flickered with panic, "Don’t talk nonsense! I am Mo! I suffered nerve damage after an accident, which is why I can no longer fight!"

Su Yue scoffed, "Let me ask you, what do bounty hunters do?"

An Yingying had done her homework and said without changing her expression, "They kill people and collect bounties."

"Let me ask you again, who have you killed?"

An Yingying shook off her hand, "Those are confidential, how could I possibly tell you!"

"It’s not that you won’t tell, it’s because you aren’t Mo at all, you don’t even know!" Su Yue kicked An Yingying in the abdomen, "Thinking by impersonating someone else, Old Dog Fu will fall in love with you, how shameless."

Su Yue looked at Fu Shiyan, "I don’t know how you mistook her for Mo, but I’m telling you she’s not. Her impersonating Mo is an insult to Mo! I came here today to warn you, if anything happens to Baby Yan, I’ll never let it go!"

Fu Shiyan frowned, "What happened to Yanyan?"

"I’ve been unable to contact her, and it’s all your fault! Old Dog Fu, you really are both blind and a fool!" Su Yue turned to leave, and just at the door, she turned back around, smiling and glaring at An Yingying, "Do you know how many people in this world want to kill Mo? The bounty for killing Mo has already accumulated to 2 billion now."

An Yingying’s eyes widened in terror, "What are you trying to do?"

Su Yue curved her lips, "You know what."

An Yingying trembled all over, "You can’t do this!"

Su Yue ignored her and stormed out through the door.

Si Heng looked at Fu Shiyan, "Shiyan, sorry, I couldn’t stop her."

After he spoke, he went after Su Yue.

As the door closed, An Yingying came to her senses and desperately pleaded with Fu Shiyan, "Shiyan, don’t believe what Su Yue said, I am Mo, I really am. Su Yue wants to expose my identity, Shiyan help me, they will kill me. I’m not afraid of death, but I’m scared I’ll never see you again if I die."

Fu Shiyan pressed his hand to his browbone; his memory of Mo was of a girl unrestrained, wild and free, definitely not one so fragile and afraid of death.

But there was a problem, she could recite the details of that night two years ago.

Those details were only known to her and him.

Fu Shiyan suddenly looked at her, "Where’s the necklace?"

An Yingying started, "Didn’t I say last time that the necklace was lost?"

Fu Shiyan meticulously reviewed the events of the recent past, wondering where the problem had occurred.

He suddenly remembered that An Yan had also once questioned her identity as Mo, and An Yan knew Mo as well.

That day, because of the argument, he had neglected it.

So, it turned out that both Su Yue and An Yan knew Mo, and Su Yue was so protective of Mo, sparking a suspicion in his mind.

Only An Yan and Gu Han knew about his amnesia and treatment.

Gu Han knew Qianqian, and although Gu Han had no issues with Du Xinlan, he ended up killing her, so was he doing it for Qianqian?

Would Gu Han have told Qianqian about his condition?

All these connections emerged layer by layer in his mind, like a tangled ball of yarn slowly unravelling, and he seemed to find an answer.

Fury filled Fu Shiyan’s eyes; he clenched his large hand around the woman’s neck, "You are that Qianqian that Gu Han spoke of! You are not Mo at all!"

An Yingying had not expected Fu Shiyan to unravel it so quickly. As his grip tightened, she was lifted from the ground.

Fu Shiyan’s hand showed bulging veins as he watched her face turn purple, and he had no intention of letting her go, "Thinking to manipulate my affection for Mo and to harm Yanyan, you’ve really played a good strategy. What’s your relationship with the An Family? Let me guess, individuals like An Zaili and Du Xinlan wouldn’t guard against you, are you someone close to them?"

An Yingying was about to suffocate when the office door was pushed open.

Han Yang, seeing this, was shocked. "President Fu, don’t dirty your hands; it’s not worth it."

Fu Shiyan flung An Yingying away, and she fell to the ground like a tattered kite, gasping for breath.

Fu Shiyan went into the restroom in the lounge and washed his hands thoroughly. Coming out, he said to Han Yang, "Take her to the police station, tell Director Li that she is the ’Qianqian’ Gu Han mentioned. Test her and An Zaili’s DNA, I want the results as quickly as possible."

An Yingying trembled all over. "You can’t do this to me!"

Fu Shiyan looked down at her. "Do you know the consequences of scheming against me? I will make your life worse than death!"

He grabbed his coat and left.

An Yingying broke down and cried, "Why, why is this happening!"

Han Yang coldly snapped, "It’s your own fault for overestimating yourself."

Fu Shiyan sat in the car and began calling An Yan’s phone repeatedly, but the other side was always turned off.

In desperation, he called Bi Chong.

Bi Chong seemed to be eating, mumbling, "What’s up, brother-in-law?"

"I can’t find Yanyan."

"Didn’t you two reconcile? What’s happening now... Did you upset my sister again?" Bi Chong slammed down his bowl of instant noodles. "Damn! Did you really do something to wrong my sister?"

"I misunderstood her and someone else, it’s my fault."

"My sister almost died for you these past two years, how could you think that way about her?"

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

Bi Chong, too frustrated to speak, said, "I don’t want to talk to you right now, I’m going to find my sister!"

Fu Shiyan stared at the hung-up phone, his irritation soaring.

He started the car and drove towards Bishui Bay.

Though he felt An Yan wouldn’t be there, he still wanted to go back and check.

Opening the door, the warmth hit him, dispelling the winter chill.

He flipped the switch, and the warm yellow light illuminated the entire living room, which was eerily quiet.

At the entrance, An Yan’s slippers were neatly arranged, indicating she wasn’t home.

He checked the bedroom, dressing room, restroom, bathroom, and kitchen, but An Yan was nowhere to be found.

His anxiety spiked as he walked into the dining room, then he froze.

A pristine white tablecloth was laid out with two exquisitely beautiful candlesticks, six covered dishes, two bone china bowls, two pairs of silver chopsticks, and a cake.

The cake showed signs of melting, and a gift box was placed next to it.

He could imagine An Yan preparing for his birthday with a joyful heart.

Going to the mall for decorations, cooking at home, baking a cake, and then waiting for him to return from work.

But what had he done?

He ignored calls from An Yan, listened to Mu Yingying’s claim of evidence of An Yan’s infidelity, and rushed to confront her.

How could he not trust her like that?

What had he done!

He opened the box, and his brain felt like it was going to explode.