Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 236 Third Brother Falls in Love with Someone Else

Chapter 236: Chapter 236 Third Brother Falls in Love with Someone Else

Fu Shiyan listened as Fu Jinqiao cried her eyes out so hard she could barely breathe, and couldn’t help but toss her a pack of tissues.

"Don’t dirty my car."

The sound of Fu Jinqiao’s cries grew louder, "Younger Uncle, you’re so heartless."

"If I were heartless, I wouldn’t have been following you around all day." Fu Shiyan glanced at her, "Did you really think jumping off a bridge would change anything? Whether you’re crippled or dead, would Mu Qianfan change his mind? No, he’d still get married, have children and forget you in a corner, no different from a speck of dust."

Fu Jinqiao sobbed, "I told you, I wasn’t trying to jump off the bridge. I was just standing by the side, and my fake eyelashes fell off, I just instinctively reached for them."

Fu Shiyan felt both exasperated and amused, "Fu Jinqiao, look at what little universe you live in. What’s so great about that older man? He’s eight years older than you."

Fu Jinqiao retorted, "Younger Uncle, aren’t you also eight years older than An Yan?"

Stung by the remark, Fu Shiyan glared at her, "How can that be the same? I’m wholeheartedly devoted to An Yan, and won’t be swayed by any temptations. Mu Qianfan, despite being young, has already been tainted by the entertainment industry. Though he doesn’t have scandals, who knows how many schemes he has up his sleeve!"

Fu Jinqiao sniffled, "Younger Uncle, I’m really feeling awful. Can I borrow Auntie to keep me company tonight?"

The thought of not being able to hold his wife in his arms tonight left Fu Shiyan feeling empty.

He reluctantly replied, "Only for tonight."

"You’re so stingy." Fu Jinqiao muttered under her breath, then forced a grim smile, "Thank you, Younger Uncle."

Seeing her tear-streaked face, Fu Shiyan truly felt sorry for her, "Tomorrow night is also fine."

"You’re so kind, Younger Uncle!"

Fu Shiyan snorted, "But not the day after."

Fu Jinqiao: "..."

Fu Shiyan called An Yan, telling her he would pick her up from the Mu Family’s place later to stay with Fu Jinqiao for two nights.

An Yan sighed lightly as she looked at the dark screen of her phone, then got up to pack her clothes.

She went downstairs with her bag.

Xu Wanqing asked, "What are you doing with that bag?"

An Yan explained the breakup between Mu Qianfan and Fu Jinqiao to her.

Xu Wanqing was furious, immediately called Mu Qianfan, "You come back home right now, immediately!"

An Yan held her hand, "Don’t be so upset, let’s talk this through nicely."

Xu Wanqing sighed repeatedly, "Look at the trouble your third brother has caused. Jinqiao is such a lovely, smart, and adorable girl. I really like her a lot. I certainly won’t agree to any other woman entering the Mu Family."

An Yan tried to console her, "Ji Yunran once saved me, and she’s a decent person. Jinqiao is just a bit immature, and there might be a generation gap between them. Mom, please don’t worry about it. When third brother comes back, you can talk to him properly. Don’t push him too hard, or he might not come home at all."

Xu Wanqing looked at her in surprise, "Your third brother is truly heartless!"

An Yan smiled, "Relationships are all about fate, and our feelings toward each other aren’t right or wrong. If it’s right, stay together; if not, being together is torture for both."

Xu Wanqing understood that An Yan didn’t want her to be too harsh on Mu Qianfan, hence her words.

An Yan was caught in an awkward position, being the sister of one and the aunt of the other.

She nodded, "I understand."

Before long, Fu Shiyan’s car stopped outside the villa.

Xu Wanqing walked her to the door, An Yan said, "Don’t go out, seeing you might make Jinqiao feel uncomfortable."

Xu Wanqing nodded, she didn’t see her out, instead, it was Fu Shiyan who came to fetch her from the doorway.

Seeing the bruises on Fu Shiyan’s face, Xu Wanqing asked worriedly, "What happened, Shiyan?"

Fu Shiyan responded with a light smile, "Don’t worry, it was just a few punches with a friend."

"What kind of friend is that, to hit so hard?"

"A very good friend, don’t worry," Fu Shiyan wrapped his arms around An Yan’s waist, "We should get going now."

Xu Wanqing nodded, "Okay, be careful on the road and call me when you get there."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "Will do."

Xu Wanqing watched the taillights blend into the night before turning back inside.

Sitting on the living room couch, she called Mu Qianfan again, he answered just as the call was about to end.

"When are you coming back?"

"I just dropped a friend home, I’m on my way back now."

Xu Wanqing suppressed the rage in her heart, muttered an "Okay," and then hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, Mu Qianfan walked in.

Seeing the bruise on his face and his cracked lips, Xu Wanqing suddenly thought of Fu Shiyan in the same condition.

She asked, "Did you also spar with a friend?"

Mu Qianfan hummed in affirmation.

"Your friend went easy on you." Xu Wanqing snorted, "Sit down, let’s talk."

Mu Qianfan took a seat on the armchair, his hands resting on the armrests.

Xu Wanqing asked, "It hasn’t been long since you acknowledged Jinqiao’s identity, and you’ve already fallen for someone else?"

Mu Qianfan looked down, "I found someone more suitable. You’d like her too once you meet her. She also saved Little Five once."

"How long have you known her to be so sure? Then what does Jinqiao mean to you?"

In response to Xu Wanqing’s barrage of questions, Mu Qianfan slightly furrowed his brow, "Just consider it my fault towards her." After speaking, he stood up and went upstairs.

Xu Wanqing’s eyes reddened, "If you didn’t like her, you shouldn’t have led her on! How could you be so irresponsible!"

Mu Qianfan went to his room for a shower, and after coming out, he started browsing his phone, deleting everything related to Fu Jinqiao.

He sent a message to Ji Yunran and they chatted for a while before he turned off his phone to sleep.

In the pitch-dark room, the man lay with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling, utterly sleepless.

He just lay there staring...

The Fu Family’s old house.

Fu Shiyan was dragged by Zhou Yi to apply potato slices, and was nagged for a long time.

Fu Haichuan also criticized him, saying even as a child’s father he was still so unreliable, and even his boxing was shameful, useless as a bear.

While applying the potato slices to reduce swelling, Fu Shiyan sat on the couch blending in with the other two.

Finally, they understood, their precious granddaughter had been dumped.

Fu Haichuan sprung up, pointing at Fu Shiyan, "Why didn’t you cripple that bastard?"

Zhou Yi pulled him aside and whispered softly, "Would you shut it? That’s An Yan’s close elder brother!"

Fu Haichuan instantly snuffed out his anger, sheepishly saying, "A few more punches wouldn’t have sufficed. How did you get hit, aren’t you supposed to be tough?"

Fu Shiyan chuckled lightly, "Taking punches, my wife will feel sorry for me."

Fu Haichuan: "..."

Zhou Yi: "..."

Upstairs.

An Yan sat next to Fu Jinqiao as she bathed, more accurately, An Yan sat by the bathtub, watching Fu Jinqiao sobbing in the bubble bath.

However, after crying for a while, she stopped.

An Yan asked, "Why have you stopped crying?"

Fu Jinqiao squeezed the remaining tear drops from her eyes, "I’m afraid my two little brothers will come out and call me a crybaby."

An Yan burst out laughing, "Jinqiao, how can you be so adorable?"

"I’m adorable, but no one loves me," Fu Jinqiao said pathetically.

An Yan held her hand, "Jinqiao, all of this will pass soon."

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "Yeah, having had it once was beautiful. Even though I ended up being dumped, I don’t regret it, it at least gave my crush a perfect ending. Well, sort of perfect."

An Yan held her hand seriously, "Jinqiao, you will definitely, definitely be very happy in the future."

Fu Jinqiao’s beautiful eyes welled up again, "Of course, I’m the world’s cutest little darling!"

That night, many couldn’t sleep due to heartache.

Of course, some were too elated to sleep.

Ji Yunran, holding a glass of red wine, stood in front of the French windows, laughing maniacally, then said viciously, "See, Mu Qianfan, didn’t you end up in my hands after all? You despised me for climbing into your bed before, but now aren’t you going to obediently climb into mine?"

She took out her phone and dialed a number, "Hello Master Duan Song, it’s me. Tomorrow’s the last psychological therapy session, right? Uh-huh, okay, I’ll bring him along."