Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 249: Maybe You Have a Scumbag Face

Chapter 249: Chapter 249: Maybe You Have a Scumbag Face

The multifunctional hall occasionally emitted lively or melodious music, making the corridor leading to the dressing room unusually quiet.

When Fu Jinqiao heard the man’s voice, she was stunned for a moment and then, without looking back, tried to run away.

She didn’t want her ex-boyfriend to see her in such a disheveled state, especially since his new love was in his arms, undoubtedly proud.

But wearing a dress was really inconvenient; Fu Jinqiao stepped on her skirt hem and fell forward.

What kind of massive social suicide was this?

It was one thing to lose composure in front of her ex-boyfriend again, but was she now about to perform a face plant?

Fu Jinqiao felt miserably pathetic inside.

Just when she was prepared to enjoy the close contact with the ground, an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into an embrace.

Fu Jinqiao opened her eyes and met the man’s gaze.

"Why are you so clumsy?" Mu Qianfan chuckled softly.

Already feeling aggrieved, Fu Jinqiao became even more furious when she heard the man calling her clumsy.

Her eyes reddening, she pushed him away, "In just two sentences, ’not very smart’ and ’why are you so clumsy,’ both suggest that I’m dumb! Yes, I am dumb, because I loved you for so many years! You must feel proud, right? Thinking that you pitied me and were with me, then you found your true love and kicked me aside! I am just dumb! Let me tell you, Mu Qianfan, Fu Jinqiao will no longer be dumb because I don’t love you anymore! I’m going to find someone taller and more handsome than you, um..."

Mu Qianfan fiercely kissed her lips, his hot tongue prying open her lips, and conquered every sweet inch of her.

He tasted tiramisu, strawberries, rum, lemon, and chocolate, but none of these sweets were as unique as Fu Jinqiao’s.

Fu Jinqiao went from being stunned and overwhelmed to remembering everything about Mu Qianfan and Ji Yunran, which instantly sobered her up.

She pounded on his chest with force but was strongly restrained by him.

She bit down hard on the man’s tongue tip, spreading a metallic sweetness between their lips.

Mu Qianfan knew what she was upset about, his forehead pressed against hers, "Disgusted with me?"

Fu Jinqiao turned her head away and spoke coldly, "Let go of me!"

"No."

"Then I’ll scream!"

"Even if you scream your throat hoarse, I won’t let you go," Mu Qianfan laughed.

Fu Jinqiao trembled with anger, "You, you are shameless! Disgusting!"

A flurry of hurried high-heeled steps sounded.

Mu Qianfan didn’t even have to think to know it was Li Qiutong looking for Fu Jinqiao.

Not wanting anyone to disrupt their night of reconciliation, he half-lifted Fu Jinqiao by the waist while covering her mouth with his hand and sprinted around the staircase down the stairs.

Mu Qianfan was quite tall at 190 cm, while Fu Jinqiao was only 162 cm, making their height difference extreme and his victory dominating.

"Jinqiao, Jinqiao, where are you? Are you over here..."

Li Qiutong’s voice was thrown far behind them, leaving Fu Jinqiao only able to make whimpering sounds.

Since many attended the ball, there were a lot of cars.

Mu Qianfan had arrived late and couldn’t find a parking spot, so he had parked his car near a cluster of bushes just outside the school.

He opened the car door, stuffed her into the back seat, and bent down to sit in as well.

Fu Jinqiao attempted to escape through the other car door but was caught around the waist and sat on the man’s lap.

Mu Qianfan turned her chin toward him, their eyes meeting, "Do you miss me?"

"Mu Qianfan, aren’t you disgusting? Proposing to someone else, booking a hotel room, and now you’re pestering me, what do you take me for!" Fu Jinqiao’s tears streamed down; her heart felt as if it had been sliced open with a sharp blade, the bright red, searing blood pouring out, suffocating her with pain.

"No, what you saw and heard are all false," Mu Qianfan gazed at her teary eyes and red nose, feeling especially distressed, "Jinqiao, it’s all over."

Fu Jinqiao was unconvinced, "Is it because you can’t perform and were despised by someone, so you came back to find me?"

Mu Qianfan frowned, "So that was your curse on me before?"

Fu Jinqiao instinctively wanted to deny it, then thought about it, why not curse him after what he had put her through.

"Yeah, I said it! What if I did curse you?"

Mu Qianfan looked at the girl’s stubborn expression and smiled helplessly, "If I really did that, wouldn’t you cry?"

"Why would I cry! If I can’t have it, no one else can either! Humph! It’s not that I can’t have it, it’s that I don’t care to want it!"

Mu Qianfan laughed out loud, "So domineering, huh?"

Fu Jinqiao glared at him, infuriated. She struggled, "Let go of me, I want to get out of the car!"

Mu Qianfan grunted, "Stop moving around, or I can’t guarantee you’ll make it to twenty."

Feeling something unusual, Fu Jinqiao’s face suddenly turned red. Having seen and touched it, she naturally knew what it was.

Only now she was both embarrassed and annoyed; this thing had touched other women.

Dirty!

She didn’t want it!

Seeing she was still struggling, Mu Qianfan directly thrust upwards.

Fu Jinqiao cried out in shock, staring at him as she swung her hand in a slap.

The slap echoed throughout the entire carriage.

Fu Jinqiao breathed heavily, she hadn’t expected herself to slap him, and her palm tingled from the impact.

Her eyelashes trembled, her voice choked, "Let go of me."

"I won’t." Mu Qianfan’s eyes also reddened; he had wronged her during this time.

He asked, "Does it feel good to hit me?"

Fu Jinqiao’s hand hurt, her heart hurt even more, and her nose was sour, "It’s not satisfying."

Mu Qianfan grabbed her hand and directed it towards his own face.

Fu Jinqiao thought he was crazy. She tried to pull her hand back but he still held it tightly and smacked it against his face.

"Enough! Enough! I don’t want to hit anymore! Wuu wuu wuu..."

Mu Qianfan wiped away her tears, gently caressed her face, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Fu Jinqiao hiccuped as she sobbed, "No, hic, I’m not..."

Mu Qianfan held her hand, "Then hit me again."

"No!" Fu Jinqiao sniffled, "I don’t want to hit anymore, hic, let’s part on good terms. Hic, having slapped an actor a few times is enough to boast about for a while."

Mu Qianfan laughed, "Don’t you want to marry an actor and have something to boast about for a lifetime?"

Fu Jinqiao pouted, "I used to dream about it, but now that I’m awake, I don’t want it anymore."

Mu Qianfan pinched her chin with his fingertips, "Jinqiao, my involvement with Ji Yunran is fake. The closest I’ve been with her is what you’ve seen, arm in arm, holding hands. Every time I separated from her, I almost scrubbed the skin off my hands. Didn’t you watch the news?"

Fu Jinqiao listened, bewildered, "I don’t understand; I haven’t watched the news either. The domestic news is all about you and Ji Yunran showing off your love; it nearly gave me a heart attack. I’ve blocked it all."

Mu Qianfan sighed softly, "The real Ji Yunran is missing; this Ji Yunran is actually An Yingying."

Fu Jinqiao blinked rapidly, her brain unable to digest the information at once, "An Yingying? How could it be her?"

"She underwent plastic surgery to look like Ji Yunran to get close to me. I sensed something was off and talked to Little Five."

Little Five said we need to be cautious and vigilant toward anyone actively approaching the Mu Family now.

The person who rescued An Yingying back then would exploit her value fully, and if An Yingying showed up, it would definitely be under a new identity. So when ’Ji Yunran’ showed goodwill to me, I didn’t reject her.

She told me she was suffering from insomnia and nightmares and had seen a master who cured her, asking me how I was doing."

Taking my cue from there, I mentioned I was under great stress, so she took me to see the psychological master, Duan Song.

She wanted Duan Song to hypnotize me to fall in love with her, but she didn’t expect Duan Song to be Little Five’s uncle, so we set a trap."

"The ultimate goal of this trap was to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes."

Fu Jinqiao finally understood, "So you were acting all along, you were suffering too, weren’t you?"

Mu Qianfan nodded, "From distancing myself from you, rejecting you, to breaking up with you—I couldn’t sleep all night. Not only you were suffering, I was suffering more because I had to force myself to say heartless words and watching you cry drove me mad. Sometimes I think, why am I so unlucky that the mastermind didn’t choose my older brother or middle brother, but had to make me play the heartbreaker, causing my girl so much pain."

Fu Jinqiao blinked, "Maybe you just have the face of a jerk."