Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 262: Wait for Me to Return

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Wait for Me to Return

Fu Shiyan thought she was just tired and said softly, "Are you very tired?"

An Yan turned her head and smiled faintly, "Not too bad, just a bit of soreness in my waist, probably because I stood for a bit too long in the afternoon."

"I’ll give you a massage when we get back."

"Okay."

Fu Shiyan drove up to the entrance of Moon Restaurant, where Sister Tang, carrying a packed food box, came forward and placed it in the back seat of the car.

"If An Yan wants to eat anything, just call. Don’t be shy."

An Yan’s eyes were filled with a smiling expression, "Thank you, Sister Tang, I’m embarrassed for always getting meals for free."

Sister Tang smiled slightly, "What’s there to be embarrassed about? In my eyes, you’re a child. Just tell Sister Tang directly whatever you’d like to eat."

An Yan nodded, "Thank you, Sister Tang."

Standing on the steps, Sister Tang waved her hand, "Drive slowly on the way back."

Fu Shiyan honked the horn once and turned around to leave.

An Yan gently stroked her belly, "They heard the noise and moved a little."

Fu Shiyan extended his hand to touch it, "I was wrong, I scared them."

"They’re particularly sensitive to sounds, a little noise and they’ll move," An Yan said, looking down at her prominently rounded belly.

Fu Shiyan pinched her hand, "I’ll tell them a story when we get back."

"Okay."

The two returned to Bishui Bay and ate the shredded pork and vegetable porridge and side dishes prepared by Sister Tang.

After the meal, Fu Shiyan cleaned up the food box and then took An Yan into the bathroom to help her bathe.

Fu Shiyan rubbed shampoo into her hair, slowly working up a lather through her black tresses before rinsing it away.

His fingertips wove through her hair strands like the lingering caress of spring water.

Looking at An Yan with her little face upturned and her eyes brimming, Fu Shiyan lowered his head and dropped a gentle kiss on her lips.

An Yan opened her eyes, her arms encircling the man’s neck, "Ayan."

Fu Shiyan’s voice was hoarse, "I’m here."

His nose and lips pressed against her face, rolling back and forth, his tongue wildly stirring inside her mouth, blending saliva indistinguishably.

The long-suppressed desire burst forth at that moment, with the corners of Fu Shiyan’s eyes reddening. He kissed An Yan eagerly, his lips lingering from her delicate chin to her snowy neck and collarbone.

He held her hand and slowly slid it downwards.

Gazing at An Yan, sitting in the chair with her moist eyes, he swallowed hard.

The overwhelming pleasure made him arch his head back, his jaw and neck strained tight, his chest heaving violently, and he couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

He held An Yan, panting, his warm breath spilling over her neck.

"I’m leaving tomorrow," An Yan said.

Fu Shiyan squatted beside her, his voice dark and low, "You’re sending me away?"

"Just going early and returning early," she replied.

"But I’ll miss you and the kids."

An Yan’s lips curved up, "We’ll be waiting for your return."

Gently caressing her face, Fu Shiyan leaned down and kissed her belly, "Yanyan, I’ll be back very soon."

An Yan nodded, the sourness at the tip of her nose almost making her lose control. She hugged the man’s neck, not letting him see her sadness, and whispered her agreement.

The next day.

An Yan helped Fu Shiyan pack his luggage in the dressing room.

Looking at the suitcase full of clothes, Fu Shiyan couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you sending me off on a vacation?"

An Yan chided him, "Wishful thinking! Should I send you a few beauties as well? Would you like that?"

"I have you, I don’t want anyone else," Fu Shiyan leaned in to kiss her lips softly, "My Yanyan is super sweet."

An Yan held the man’s hand, "Ayan, you must always be careful. Gu Chengming is cunning, crafty, and full of schemes. Always be on guard. And watch out for those around you too, in case there are traitors. Wolf, Hawk, and Leopard have already gone to Country S. You just need to contact them when you’re there. Remember to message me every day."

Fu Shiyan’s eyes were filled with deep, profound affection, brimming with intense love that one could drown in, "Yanyan, I love you."

An Yan gazed steadily at him, "Ayan, I love you too."

The two embraced for a long time, until they were interrupted by a phone call from Han Yang.

"I’ll take you to the airport," An Yan insisted, leaving no room for doubt, "I want to see you off."

Fu Shiyan let out a soft sigh, "Okay."

From the moment they got into the car to sit in the back seat to the moment they arrived at the airport and got out.

Fu Shiyan and An Yan didn’t say another word, just quietly holding each other.

An Yan watched as Fu Shiyan boarded the gangway and pursed her lips tightly, not wanting him to go in her heart.

That place was rife with danger, conspiracy, and assassination.

She was terrified.

She was truly terrified.

It was just that Fu Shiyan bore a responsibility on his shoulders; he was the belief of many people, not just her, but many needed him.

Watching the man’s figure turn into the cabin, at that moment, she could no longer control her emotions and covered her face with her hands, sobbing out loud.

No, she couldn’t cry.

She had to watch Fu Shiyan’s plane take off.

Just as she looked up, she saw the man’s figure rushing down the gangway, running towards her.

"Ayan!"

Fu Shiyan held her tightly in his arms, and after what seemed like an eternity, the two separated.

An Yan gazed into his eyes, "You must, you must come back earlier."

Fu Shiyan kissed away the teardrops on her face, nodding emphatically, "Definitely, I will come back early. I have to be with you to have our baby."

An Yan hummed in response, her lips curving into a smile, "Go now, I’ll watch you take off then leave."

"Wait for me." Fu Shiyan kissed her fiercely before turning to leave.

The luxury jetliner gathered speed on the runway before ascending into the sky.

An Yan looked up at the azure sky until she could no longer see the shadow of the jet.

Han Yang stepped forward, and An Yan looked at him.

"Madam, it’s chilly. Please get in the car."

An Yan nodded, taking one more glance at the sky before getting into the car.

Han Yang got into the driver’s seat, looking back to ask, "Madam, shall we go back to the Mu Family residence?"

"To the hospital."

Han Yang nodded, "Yes."

Arriving at the hospital, Han Yang accompanied An Yan to Su Yue’s ward.

Si Heng promptly stood up upon seeing the visitor, "An Yan is here."

"How is Yueyue?"

"All her vital signs are normal. When I speak to her, her eyes also consciously move."

An Yan nodded and sat down in a chair next to the bed, taking Su Yue’s hand, "Yueyue, you have to wake up quickly. We’ll go shopping together, get our hair permed, our nails done, design sketches. Aren’t you also going to be the godmother of the babies? Please wake up soon, okay?"

There was a loud bang as the door to the ward was kicked open.

A pair of men and women in their fifties charged in.

Si Heng frowned at the newcomers; it was Guan Yue’s parents.

Father Guan crossly pointed at Si Heng, "Si Heng, you’ve gone too far! How could you send Ningning to the police station?"

Si Heng’s face suddenly turned cold as he said sternly, "Get out."

Mother Guan wailed, "Ningning’s face is so swollen, her teeth are gone, how could you have hit her like that?"

Si Heng pointed towards the bed where Su Yue lay, "Your daughter hired a thug to kill my wife, if it weren’t for my wife receiving timely aid, the one lying in that bed would be a cold corpse. Where do you get the face to question me?"

Mother Guan yelled, "Isn’t she still alive? My daughter died trying to save you!"

An Yan slowly stood up upon hearing Mother Guan’s words, "Return the fifty million yuan, and Si Heng will give up his life in exchange.

Guan Ning hired someone to harm Su Yue; I also want Guan Ning to suffer the same injury.

To be hit with a stone causing cerebral hemorrhage, with a bleeding volume reaching twenty percent, drill three holes in the skull, blood transfusion amounting to 2000cc.

If you agree, we can proceed right now."

Mother Guan was startled; they had grown accustomed to a life of luxury, having already spent the fifty million on villas, luxury cars, and quite a few luxury goods.

Father Guan now also owned a small company, undertaking some projects, occasionally seeking work from the Si Family, living a prosperous life.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but hard the other way around.

They couldn’t give up their current lifestyle.

Mother Guan raised her neck defiantly, "Who do you think you are? What right do you have to say these things?"

Han Yang stepped forward, slapping Mother Guan’s face, "Is our Mrs. Fu someone you can disrespect like this?"

Seeing this, Father Guan raised his hand and charged over.

Han Yang quickly subdued the man’s arm, "Your daughter Guan Ning premeditated the murder of not just Mrs. Si, but also Mrs. Fu. The parents of a suspect, and still so brazen?"

Father Guan’s eyes shifted, "Which Mrs. Fu?"

"Ever heard of Fu Shiyan?"

Father Guan’s face immediately paled; that was the King Yan of the business world, known for his iron-fisted and decisive ways.

Si Heng might still consider Guan Yue’s situation and leave a way out for Guan Ning.

But Fu Shiyan wouldn’t. He was notorious for being vengeful and extremely cunning.

Father Guan instantly put on an apologetic expression, "So it’s Mrs. Fu, my apologies, truly."

Mother Guan, seeing Father Guan’s ingratiating appearance, felt a surge of resentment over her dead daughter, with the last one potentially facing prison; she wanted to vent her fury.

She targeted An Yan’s stomach, charging at it recklessly.