Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 22 Younger Uncle, Will You Support Me?

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Younger Uncle, Will You Support Me?

She caught sight of the man whose presence made the world’s beauty pale in comparison.

That morning, she had pondered how they might meet again, never expecting it would happen today.

However, his gaze did not fall on her; he treated her as a stranger.

An Yan withdrew her gaze and turned to Guan Dong, "Hello, Principal Guan."

Guan Dong titled his head, examining An Yan, who looked strikingly different from the girl with the smokey makeup and a flamboyant hairstyle he had seen on the first day, "You are An Yan?"

"Yes."

"What exactly happened between you and Guan Lulu?"

An Yan recounted the events that occurred in the classroom the day before, "That’s the whole story, but I think Guan Lulu is trying to turn the tables, claiming that I provoked her first."

Guan Lulu’s face was ghastly pale, fearing she would be slandered in front of Fu Shiyan, "I have witnesses, they can all testify for me!"

Principal Guan frowned, "An Yirou is An Yan’s sister, so..."

An Yirou glanced at Fu Shiyan, realizing this was a perfect opportunity to turn the tables on An Yan, she stated righteously, "Principal, although I am An Yan’s sister, I must speak the truth."

"Alright, speak."

"Before class yesterday, An Yan insulted all the students in the department. Lulu couldn’t stand it and retorted a few words, only to receive two slaps from my sister. Later in class, my sister provoked Lulu with a problem, which embarrassed Lulu." As An Yirou spoke, her emotions surged, and her eyes turned red, "Lulu endured such humiliation all for my sake."

The other three girls also nodded vigorously, each fervidly recounting how An Yan had bullied An Yirou before.

Guan Lulu wept bitterly, looking at Guan Dong, "Principal Guan, you must see this matter through! I can’t be bullied for no reason! A student like An Yan should be expelled!"

Fu Shiyan spoke in a low voice, "Indeed, students who bully others should be expelled!"

Principal Guan was surprised; he had not expected Fu Shiyan to comment on this matter, and it seemed that he had taken a liking to Guan Lulu. If the Guan family and the Fu Family formed a marriage alliance, his path to the political arena as a principal would be clear.

He nodded solemnly, "President Fu, I apologize for the unpleasantness you had to witness at our school today. I will take serious measures to rectify the school’s atmosphere!"

Principal Guan turned to An Yan, "Your enrollment is terminated, effective this moment you are no longer a student of Jiang University."

An Yan calmly took out her phone and played a recording.

"An Yan, you really are a motherless..."

...

"I remember now, last night I saw her being carried into a Maybach at the bar, I’m absolutely certain! Could she have been kept by someone?"

"The one keeping her wouldn’t be some old and ugly man, would it?"

...

"Is there any student who would volunteer to come up and solve this problem? If you get it right, this will count as your final exam score!"

"Teacher, what if we get it wrong?"

"Then, naturally, you would fail the course!"

"Teacher, I’ll answer, but I want An Yan to join me."

After playing the recording, An Yan spoke, "This is what happened before. Guan Lulu insulted my mother first; even a rabbit will bite when cornered! I hit her because she deserved it! The matter of answering the question was also provoked by her; she lost the bet fair and square, and now she turns the tables, what does that mean? As for An Yirou, she’s just adding fuel to the fire, distorting right and wrong, and the other three students are no different. What benefits did Guan Lulu offer you to be so devoid of conscience?

Principal Guan, shouldn’t you have asked if I had any evidence to prove my innocence first? Just because you are Guan Lulu’s uncle, does that give you the right to do as you please?"

Guan Dong’s head buzzed with anger. If Fu Shiyan hadn’t been there, this could have been easily settled, but Fu Shiyan had made it clear that bullying students should be expelled.

He really felt that Fu Shiyan was setting a trap for him, waiting for him to jump in, but he dared not say it.

"This..." he frowned in difficulty.

Fu Shiyan’s demeanor was icy cold, his pupils devoid of warmth, "Didn’t Principal Guan just say he would take serious measures to rectify the school’s atmosphere? Were those empty words? Or is rectifying the school’s atmosphere only targeted at certain individuals, for certain issues?"

Guan Dong was still thinking about the laboratory matter, naturally unable to give it up for the sake of this insignificant kinship.

He looked at Father Guan, "The truth of the matter has come to light now, the initiator is none other than Guan Lulu! According to the school’s regulations, Jiang University will deal with Guan Lulu seriously, expelling her from the school immediately!"

Fu Shiyan softly hmmed, "We should also make the truth public, which is how a century-old prestigious school should behave."

Guan Dong nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Guan Lulu stood there dumbfounded, not expecting the matter to have escalated beyond redemption.

Similarly, An Yirou and the other three had not expected the situation to unfold like this, and at this moment, they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Fu Shiyan tapped his fingertips on the armrest of the sofa, his indifferent eyes sweeping over the four people trying to lower their presence, unable to hide the disgust in his gaze, "How about those who gave false testimony?"

Guan Dong cleared his throat, "An announcement will be made to the whole school, along with a warning."

"Does this take a long time?" Fu Shiyan asked.

Guan Dong replied, "At the latest, the day after tomorrow."

Changing the subject, he looked at An Yan, "That video can’t be deleted... "

An Yan chuckled lightly, "Does Principal Guan think I have that kind of ability? Guan Lulu has always been overbearing; maybe she offended someone."

Suddenly, Fu Shiyan stood up and said to Guan Dong, "Principal Guan, there’s still work for me to do at my company, we can talk about the laboratory another day."

A twitch appeared at the corner of Guan Dong’s mouth, wasn’t the agreement to discuss the laboratory matter after the video was dealt with?

How come there was a sudden change of plans?

But as the man was an influential figure, he could do whatever he wanted.

Guan Dong hastily followed Fu Shiyan’s pace, "Then President Fu, when are you free? I’ll arrange another meeting with you."

"Coordinate with Han Yang," said Fu Shiyan as he passed by An Yan, not sparing her a glance and without pausing his stride.

Seeing this, An Yan turned and quickly followed him.

In the instant when the elevator doors were closing, An Yan used her hand to stop them, and the doors reopened. She stepped inside.

The man stood upright, looking straight ahead without a glance to the side.

An Yan looked up at him from the side, his profound and perfect profile appearing close-up before her eyes. She reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the man’s suit, with a somewhat ingratiating intention, "Younger Uncle, thank you for today."

Without changing his expression, Fu Shiyan withdrew his hand, his voice low and mellow, "It has nothing to do with you, I merely mind being described as an old and ugly man keeping you."

An Yan peered up, blinking her clear eyes, "You’re young and handsome and you haven’t kept me. But I’m asking to be kept! Younger Uncle, will you keep me? I’m very easy to take care of."

Fu Shiyan remained unmoved, not picking up her line.

"Younger Uncle, from this deadly angle, you still look really handsome; even your nostrils are strikingly handsome," An Yan said with all seriousness.

Fu Shiyan fought back a smile, "Is that how you compliment someone?"

An Yan curved her lips, "Aren’t you angry anymore? Younger Uncle, I’ll go home later to make some cakes and cookies, is it okay if I bring some to you?"

"I don’t like sweets."

"No problem, as long as you like the person making the sweets," she replied.

Fu Shiyan: "..."

As the elevator doors opened, Fu Shiyan pushed against her smooth forehead with his fingertips and strode out quickly.

An Yan didn’t pursue him, judging by his appearance, it seemed the old man’s anger had considerably subsided.

Just as she was about to reach the school gate, An Yirou called out to her.