Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 234 I’ve liked you for many years now

Chapter 234: Chapter 234 I’ve liked you for many years now

Fu Jinqiao had been in Mu Qianfan’s room before, but as his assistant. However, today, she entered as his girlfriend.

Mu Qianfan watched the girl’s jubilant figure, encircled her waist, and held her tightly against his chest.

Because it was the heat of summer, both were dressed lightly.

Mu Qianfan could clearly feel the row of hooks on the girl’s bra, which inevitably stirred his desires.

His lips lingered on her cheek, then moved to caress her delicate, round earlobe.

A moist touch elicited an involuntary moan from Fu Jinqiao’s throat.

That sound made Mu Qianfan’s Adam’s apple tighten, and he turned her around to face him, cupping her small face with his hands.

Fu Jinqiao obligingly closed her eyes, puckering her pink lips.

Yet the awaited kiss did not fall; instead, she was greeted by the man’s low chuckle.

Fu Jinqiao opened her eyes, and seeing the curve of the man’s lips, realized she was being teased, and became unwillingly to say anything.

She pouted and tried to walk away, "I’m going to look for An Yan. Third Brother is too mean!"

"If Third Brother wasn’t mean, Jinqiao wouldn’t love him!"

"Who loves you!"

Mu Qianfan held her in his embrace, "You really don’t love me?"

Fu Jinqiao pressed her lips together, "Kiss me, and I’ll love you."

"How can you be this cute?" Mu Qianfan lifted her chin and kissed her lips, "Are you happy today?"

"Happy." Fu Jinqiao looked up, giggling, "I just never expected you to announce our relationship so soon."

"I’m serious about you."

Fu Jinqiao blinked, "Me too. Third Brother, I’ve liked you for many years."

"How many years?"

"Nine years, starting from when I was ten. Back then, I didn’t understand what liking someone was, but I knew that ever since I met you, there were no other boys in my heart. Thank you for liking me, for letting me be your girlfriend, because not every secret crush gets to see the light of day."

Mu Qianfan was shocked to hear for the first time that she had secretly harbored feelings for him for so long, a time that spanned half of her life.

He had always been popular with women, naturally assuming that Fu Jinqiao liked him because of his acting, that she had become a fan, never expecting her love to be so enduring.

Apart from being moved, there was gratitude for her unwavering commitment.

Smiling, Mu Qianfan asked, "Back then, what about me did you like?"

"Your face, your figure."

"It seems I must thank my parents for giving me such good looks that I could charm my little Jinqiao so thoroughly."

Fu Jinqiao shook her head, "I’m not done yet.

You like to do charity work, donating the money you earn every year to Project Hope.

Over the years, you’ve built thirty-two Project Hope schools.

You’ve also set up a foundation for special-needs children, bringing warmth to many disabled, left-behind children.

Wherever there is a disaster, your name appears.

Third Brother, initially you attracted me because I judged by looks, but later, I was conquered by your character’s charm."

Mu Qianfan laughed, "I just did what was within my power. It’s not only me; every Mu family member does these things."

Fu Jinqiao looked at him, "Regardless, Mu Qianfan is forever my idol! YYDS!"

"In your eyes, I might seem perfect, but I know I have a dark side too."

Fu Jinqiao puzzled, "Dark side?"

Mu Qianfan’s lips curved, "I like to eat little tender lambs."

"Little tender lambs?"

Mu Qianfan relished her confused gaze, found it too endearing, and approached her slowly, his nose grazing hers, "Aren’t you that little tender lamb?"

He turned his head slightly, his nostrils brushing against hers, and captured the girl’s pink lips.

Fu Jinqiao trembled, her body breaking out in goosebumps.

Her heart raced abnormally fast. They had kissed before, but it had never been as intense as today.

She felt as if she were about to be devoured by the man.

She clutched the man’s T-shirt tightly around his waist, tilting her head back to bear the onslaught of his passionate kiss.

Not until her back was against the soft cushion did she realize she had been brought to the bed.

Mu Qianfan’s voice was hoarse, "I’ve wanted to do this for a while. Jinqiao, how come you’re so soft?"

Listening to the man’s words, Fu Jinqiao felt as if she were about to burn up.

Their kiss lasted a long time, until both were gasping for breath.

Mu Qianfan embraced the soft creature in his arms, his heart swelling with emotion, "I really like you."

"Then why did you stop?"

Mu Qianfan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he chuckled, "However much I want you, I’ll wait until you’re twenty."

"Why?" Fu Jinqiao’s eyes shimmered as she looked at him.

"I can’t be worse than your younger uncle."

Fu Jinqiao laughed heartily, "I thought you would say wait until I graduate."

Mu Qianfan’s eyes crinkled, "Do you want your brother to die of frustration?"

Fu Jinqiao looked at the man’s reddened eyes, "Third Brother, shall I help you?"

Mu Qianfan pinched her small chin, "Do you understand?"

"I’ve never eaten pork before, but I’ve seen pigs run."

Mu Qianfan’s gaze deepened, "In the future, you’re not allowed to look at anyone else’s."

Fu Jinqiao bit her lower lip softly, whispering, "I will only look at yours."

Mu Qianfan kissed her again, taking the girl’s soft hand into his.

...

An Yan stood amidst a sea of roses, basking in the romance and freshness.

Her belly was large, making it inconvenient to bend over and break off branches, so the task of picking roses was handed over to Fu Shiyan.

This year, Mu Hongsheng had once again air-freighted a new variety of roses from Ecuador, which were so beautiful they seemed almost unreal.

Fu Shiyan picked a few of each variety, carefully removing the thorns from the stems.

He approached An Yan and, with one hand behind his back, he bowed slightly and extended the flowers with the other, "To the beautiful mother-to-be, would you care to accept this bouquet of roses symbolizing my love for you?"

"Depends on my mood," she chuckled, watching him maintain his bow, "Alright, alright, I accept, stand up now."

Fu Shiyan straightened up and clicked his tongue, "I think I’ve strained my back."

"That’s probably because you’re getting old."

"Seriously, it’s really painful."

An Yan thought Fu Shiyan really had strained himself and hurried over to help, only to be pulled into an embrace, her large belly in between them.

"How can you trick people like that?"

"Well, this is how I end up tricking you into my arms, isn’t it?"

An Yan laughed and lightly punched him twice, "You’re still rejoicing here. Soon you’ll have to call Jinqiao the third sister-in-law."

Fu Shiyan gritted his teeth, "That girl has always been pestering me, saying she’d come to Mu Family to propose when she turned twenty. Now look at her, at nineteen she’s already making me call her the third sister-in-law. Wait until she’s back at Fu Family’s place."

"And what about when she’s back at Fu Family’s?"

"Back at Fu Family’s, she’ll have to call me ’Younger Uncle,’ and you ’Auntie.’

"Why are you so childish! Just call each as you see fit!"

"Anyway, I can’t bring myself to say ’third sister-in-law.’

An Yan laughed, "But you can’t deny the family relation."

Fu Shiyan: "...I haven’t even started to hold you accountable yet."

"For what?"

"You knew all along those two were together, and you didn’t even tell me."

"But you never asked me."

Fu Shiyan: "..."

At lunchtime, the whole family gathered around the table.

Just two were missing, Mu Boyan had a surgery and couldn’t make it back, while Mu Shaoze was away on a mission in another city.

Everyone took great care of An Yan and Fu Jinqiao, constantly offering them dishes.

Fu Jinqiao ate with relish, and she also picked up food for others with the shared chopsticks.

She placed a shrimp in Fu Shiyan’s plate, "Brother-in-law, have some shrimp."

To eat, or not to eat...

An Yan couldn’t help but laugh, eating the shrimp in her plate, and said to Fu Jinqiao, "Thank you, third sister-in-law."

Fu Jinqiao raised her eyebrows smugly at Fu Shiyan, quite proud and arrogant.

However, her pride and arrogance were extinguished upon returning to the Fu family’s ancestral home.

Fu Jinqiao came clean to Fu Haichuan and Zhou Yi.

Fu Shiyan and An Yan sat aside, and it was his turn to smugly listen to Fu Jinqiao call him ’Younger Uncle,’ his heart content.

An Yan knew what he was thinking and teased him for being childish.

However, this state of affairs didn’t last long; Fu Haichuan said, "The Fu Family and the Mu Family are now united by marriage, which makes us even closer. From now on, just call each other as you wish."

Fu Jinqiao grinned, "Younger Uncle, I’ll be visiting the Mu Family often, so you just wait to call me third sister-in-law!" After saying that, she ran upstairs.

Fu Shiyan: "..."

After returning to Bishui Bay, Fu Shiyan thought it over and over, then called Mu Qianfan.

"I hope you’ll treat Jinqiao well; she’s simple-hearted."

Mu Qianfan laughed lightly, "Don’t worry, brother-in-law, I’ll take care of your third sister-in-law."

Fu Shiyan closed his eyes tightly, "If you let Jinqiao down, I won’t let you get away with it."

Mu Qianfan, "You won’t have that chance."

An Yan popped a grape into his mouth, "Don’t worry, my third brother will definitely take good care of Jinqiao."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "I hope so."

On Monday morning, Fu Shiyan and An Yan moved to the Mu Family manor with their belongings.

With Xu Wanqing’s care, An Yan felt her weight rapidly increasing.

In one month, An Yan had gained twelve pounds.

Xu Wanqing touched her round belly, "Thirty-one weeks already, and you’ve only gained twenty-eight pounds in total, which isn’t a lot considering there are two babies in there."

An Yan smiled, "That’s true."

Xu Wanqing asked, "How come we haven’t seen Jinqiao these past few days?"

An Yan looked down, "She’s probably busy."

"It’s her holiday; what could be so busy? Little Five, please ask her, I quite miss that child." Xu Wanqing stood up, "I’ll go make some soup for you first."

An Yan nodded and said okay.

She called Mu Qianfan, and he picked up quickly.

"Little Five, is there something you need?"

An Yan asked, "Third brother, what’s going on with you and Jinqiao?"

Mu Qianfan’s tone was cold, "We broke up."

"Why?"

"Stopped liking her. Little Five, I’ve got more important things to do, I’m hanging up."

Mu Qianfan hung up the call and passed a well-cut steak to the woman across the table, his demeanor tender, "Yunran, eat more."