Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 223: From Today On, You Become Her

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: From Today On, You Become Her

The towering inferno engulfed the hospital’s inpatient building, but although everyone was evacuated in time, preventing casualties, An Yingying was rescued by someone amidst the chaos.

Watching the raging fire, dozens of fire trucks assembled helplessly below; the blaze was too intense.

An Yan sat in the car, the firelight reflecting in her pupils, a chill running through her body. She strongly felt that unpredictable events were still to come.

Fu Shiyan brushed off the dust that had settled on his overcoat and got into the car.

An Yan turned and asked, "Have you found out the cause of the fire?"

Fu Shiyan nodded, "The fire originated on the floor where An Yingying was located. Security personnel and fire management found the fire system had been sabotaged, preventing a timely response to the fire."

An Yan narrowed her eyes, "This is a meticulously planned scheme! Who would go to such lengths to rescue An Yingying?"

Fu Shiyan pondered, "Rescuing her because she still holds some utility. The enemy of our enemy is our friend, so their side is our enemy. And our biggest enemy right now is Gu Chengming."

"Alright, assuming Gu Chengming rescued An Yingying, what would he have her do?"

Fu Shiyan touched his tongue to his back teeth, "We should be vigilant about any newcomers around us."

An Yan looked down, deep in thought, "An Yingying is now a Class A wanted criminal; wherever she flees, she will be pursued, so she needs a new identity."

Fu Shiyan nodded in agreement, "Perhaps she will alter her appearance entirely."

"Plastic surgery?"

Fu Shiyan thought for a moment, "An Yingying is now pursued by land, sea, and air. I’ve also deployed a carpet search and put a focused check on plastic surgeons’ outpatient records."

He rubbed the back of her head, "Relax a bit, I will have someone protect you."

An Yan nodded, "If An Yingying really decides to change her appearance completely, it would certainly be a major operation. Even if she wants to harm me, it won’t be right now."

Fu Shiyan playfully rubbed her nose, "You analyse quite thoroughly. Alright, don’t stress yourself out. Leave the worries to me, okay?"

An Yan nodded again.

"Good girl, I’ll take you back to the old house. Afterwards, I need to handle follow-up matters concerning the inpatient department."

Hong’en Hospital belongs to Fu Corporation, and with the inpatient department burnt down, there are lots of issues Fu Shiyan will be busy addressing.

He was concerned she might overthink by herself at home, which is why he wanted to take her to the old house.

An Yan smiled and agreed.

After dropping her off at the old house, Fu Shiyan left.

Zhou Yi linked arms with An Yan while watching the taillights curve out of the driveway, "Let’s go inside, I just made cubilose. Try some."

An Yan smiled and agreed.

"Fu Jinqiao is making you some food," Zhou Yi said with a laugh.

An Yan was surprised, "This pampered lady is making food for me?"

The two of them entered the kitchen and saw Fu Jinqiao standing in front of the marble countertop, measuring the weight of glutinous rice flour.

"An Yan, you’re here!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, "Call her Young Aunt, you’re overstepping your bounds!"

Fu Jinqiao pursed her lips, "I’m just used to it."

An Yan laughed, "It’s alright, call me whatever comes naturally."

"Exactly!" Fu Jinqiao waved her flour-covered hand, "An Yan, come quickly, teach me how to make mochi."

Just as An Yan was about to go over, Zhou Yi stopped her, "Wait a moment, finish the cubilose first then you two can make the dessert."

Watching An Yan spoon full bowls of cubilose, Fu Jinqiao clicked her tongue, "Grandma really favors you."

Zhou Yi shot her a glance, "You’re neither young nor pregnant, serve yourself."

"But you used to serve it to her even when she wasn’t pregnant!"

"That’s because she’s my precious daughter-in-law!"

Fu Jinqiao continued to argue, "I’m also your precious granddaughter!"

"Always arguing your point!" In the end, Zhou Yi still served Fu Jinqiao a bowl.

Fu Jinqiao sipped contentedly, "If you hadn’t served me, grandma wouldn’t be my real grandma."

Zhou Yi laughed helplessly, "This child!"

Fu Jinqiao laughed heartily, "Just kidding with you! Please go out, don’t disturb us while we make desserts."

"Disturbing? You typical ingrate, kicking me out as soon as I’ve served you cubilose." Zhou Yi chided her playfully, then turned to An Yan, "If you’re tired, don’t stick around with her."

An Yan nodded, "Got it."

After Zhou Yi left, Fu Jinqiao started making Mochi desserts with An Yan.

"Jinqiao, is there something going on between you and my third brother?"

Fu Jinqiao’s hand shook, pouring too much milk, "No!"

An Yan raised an eyebrow, "Lying makes your nose grow longer."

"That’s not true."

An Yan blinked and pointed at her nose, "Jinqiao, your nose really did get longer!"

"Impossible!" Fu Jinqiao subconsciously wiped her nose, only to end up with a nose full of glutinous rice flour.

An Yan burst into laughter.

Fu Jinqiao then realized An Yan was teasing her.

An Yan slightly tilted her chin upward, "Come clean, did it start after Fu Chenyu kidnapped you?"

Fu Jinqiao giggled, still a bit embarrassed, "It did, I might become your sister-in-law."

An Yan raised an eyebrow, "Third sister-in-law?"

Fu Jinqiao exclaimed, "My goodness! Don’t be too happy! I really look forward to Younger Uncle calling me third sister-in-law!"

"I’m looking forward to it too. I guess your Younger Uncle’s face would turn so dark," An Yan said with a laugh.

Getting excited, Fu Jinqiao boasted, "Tomorrow morning, third brother is filming a commercial, and he’ll eat the desserts I made for lunch."

An Yan uttered, "So you weren’t making desserts for me, you were making me help you make desserts!"

Fu Jinqiao covered her mouth, muffling her voice, "Oh no, I’ve been found out."

Looking at her adorable expression, An Yan sighed lightly, "Alright, I’ll help my third sister-in-law make the desserts then."

Two hours had passed by the time they finished making the desserts.

An Yan had been standing for a while and started to feel some back pain.

She went upstairs, took a shower, dried her hair, and then lay down.

She had a lot on her mind, so she tossed and turned, unable to sleep until the late night when she finally fell into a deep sleep.

The silvery moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, emitting a hint of warmth, but when it shone into the chilly basement, it felt particularly cold.

The woman shivered in the corner, warily watching the two men at the door wearing ghastly masks.

"Who are you people exactly? Why did you save me?"

Footsteps drew near from outside the door.

One of the masked men opened the door, bowing respectfully, "Boss."

The newcomer wore a werewolf mask and a black trench coat, his stature tall and imposing.

The man took a seat on the sofa, casually crossing his legs, and looked at the woman through the mask.

"An Yingying?"

The woman sharply turned towards him, "Who are you?"

The man chuckled lightly, "Your savior."

An Yingying’s mind raced, "There’s no such thing as a free lunch. You saved me, what do you want me to do?"

The man clicked his tongue, "You are smart to know you still have value to be utilized. You’re also foolish, having the right cards but playing them terribly."

An Yingying frowned, "You know me well."

"You are about to become my pawn, of course, I must grasp your entire situation," the man said, pulling out a photo from his coat pocket and tossing it to her, "From today, An Yingying is dead, you are going to become her."

An Yingying looked at him incredulously, "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like."

The man waved his hand, and the masked men brought in two men in white lab coats.

An Yingying was resistant, "I don’t want this, I don’t! Stay away! Get away!"

The man’s voice was cold, "Either die or undergo the change."

An Yingying, considering her situation, saw no other choice but to let the masked men drag her away.

The man’s eyes behind the mask were particularly sinister, like a wolf lurking in the night, ready to snap at someone’s throat at any moment...