Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 269 I love him very much

Chapter 269: Chapter 269 I love him very much

An Yan was wheeled into the operating room, and Su Yue squatted on the ground, sobbing heavily.

She cursed the unfairness of fate, questioning why it always had to torment An Yan, torment the two people in love.

When Si Heng arrived, he embraced her in his arms to console her, knowing Su Yue was heartbroken for An Yan, and he was also anxious about Fu Shiyan’s disappearance.

He understood that feeling; he said nothing, only silently stayed with her, patting her back gently to soothe her emotions.

Si Heng called Mu Shaoci, and soon the three older brothers from the Mu Family hurried to the entrance of the operating room.

Su Yue no longer concealed the truth and spoke of Fu Shiyan’s accident, and only then did they realize that Mu Shaoze had also gone to Tulangge.

Mu Shaoci kept calling Mu Shaoze, and after more than an hour, the call finally went through.

"Shaoze, have you found Shiyan?"

Mu Shaoze was initially startled, then realized the news must have been passed on by Wolf and the others.

"Not yet, it’s pouring rain now, I’m afraid..."

Mu Shaoze couldn’t continue.

Mu Shaoci punched the wall, "Why didn’t you tell us about this? If we all went, perhaps we could have taken the hit for Shiyan! How are Little Five and the kids supposed to cope?"

A light sigh came from Mu Shaoze’s breath, "How is Little Five doing?"

"The kids, being premature, have weaker respiratory systems and have been placed in incubators. Little Five was okay at first, but when she heard about Shiyan’s accident, she hemorrhaged. Now she’s in emergency treatment."

Mu Shaoze raised his hand to his forehead, and after a long while, he said, "Spare no effort in rescuing Little Five, and I will not give up hope here either."

Mu Shaoci closed his eyes briefly, "You can rest assured about Little Five’s side. As for Shiyan’s side... alive, we need to see him..."

He didn’t finish the last sentence, but the meaning was clear.

The two men hung up the phone with an unspoken understanding.

Mu Shaoze stood in the cabin, gazing at the deep black sea, his heart trembling.

Fu Shiyan, hang in there, Little Five needs you! Your children need you!

An Yan had a dream.

In the dream, Fu Shiyan held her and told stories, which she could hear.

His voice was very pleasant to hear, magnetic and melodious.

The babies in her belly also liked his voice.

Whenever he told stories, the babies would wave their little fists or kick their little feet, mischievously stretching into different shapes against her stomach.

The scene shifted, her belly no longer swollen, the children taken away by someone.

She was anxious, not knowing what to do.

She searched everywhere for Fu Shiyan, repeating his name over and over, but she couldn’t find him no matter what.

After a long search, just as she was about to break down, she turned around to find Fu Shiyan standing right behind her.

Fu Shiyan’s eyebrows and eyes were sharper, and he wasn’t as gentle with her as before.

She reached out to embrace him, but found she couldn’t, and he was growing further and further away.

She chased after him but couldn’t catch up, no matter how hard she tried.

She was so tired and scared.

Ayan, could you wait for me?

Ayan!

An Yan opened her eyes suddenly, only to see the white, glaring ceiling and the smell of disinfectant filling her nostrils.

She moved her fingertips and noticed that they were fitted with a clip.

"Little Five, you’re awake!" Xu Wanqing’s voice came through, excited and joyful, "Thank heavens, you’ve finally woken up!"

An Yan’s voice was weak, "How long have I been asleep?"

Xu Wanqing wiped her tears, "Two days."

An Yan furrowed her brows, "You haven’t told Grandpa and Grandma about my giving birth, have you?"

Xu Wanqing shook her head, "It all happened so suddenly at the time, so we didn’t tell them. Later, after you hemorrhaged, we dared not tell them. Otherwise, the two old folks would have been terribly anxious."

An Yan nodded, "Let’s wait until the babies are a month old."

"Alright, we’ll do as you say."

"Where’s Su Yue?"

Knowing An Yan was asking about Su Yue to inquire about Fu Shiyan, Xu Wanqing held her hand, "She’s gone to catch up on sleep. These past two days she was so anxious and restless because you wouldn’t wake up, she couldn’t sleep. She was only able to go to sleep because she was truly too exhausted to keep her eyes open."

Hearing this, An Yan felt a strong sense of guilt.

It wasn’t just Su Yue who was losing sleep over her safety; she imagined everyone was.

She pressed her lips together, "I’m sorry for worrying you all."

"Silly child, what are you talking about? It’s great that you could wake up," Xu Wanqing smiled, "Your father has gone to see the babies; he will be back soon. Let me show you the photos I took these last two days. These kids change so much day by day, they’re really adorable."

An Yan looked at the photos Xu Wanqing brought up, feeling a soft warmth spread through her.

"This serious one, with the little furrowed brows, is the eldest, and this one with the two little dimples is the second. Both babies are very beautiful."

An Yan could tell that the eldest resembled Fu Shiyan, and the second resembled her.

She lifted a hand to trace the outlines of her babies with her fingertips, her eyes moistening.

"Oh, why are you crying? The babies are eating well and sleeping well, and they’ll be out of the incubator soon. Even though they were premature, just look at their weight, they’re so healthy."

Xu Wanqing wiped away her tears, "You mustn’t get so emotional anymore. You lost 4800cc of blood in the hemorrhage, and we almost couldn’t save your uterus. Little Five, mom was so scared."

An Yan calmed down, "I’m sorry mom, I made you worry."

Xu Wanqing shook her head, "Silly child, mom is just heartbroken for you."

An Yan hummed, "Sister, any news?"

Xu Wanqing sighed, holding her hand, as if trying to pass her some strength and support, "Little Five, I know you want to ask about Shiyan’s whereabouts."

An Yan forced a smile, "That’s right, you should also be aware of this matter by now. Mom, just tell me whether there is any news or not."

Xu Wanqing looked at An Yan’s sunken eyes brimming with tears, her lips trembling, she turned her head and whispered two words.

An Yan closed her eyes, understanding all too well that the golden 72 hours for search and rescue had passed, with no fresh water, no food, and after surviving a storm, the hope for survival was slim.

The color of despair that she could hardly suppress emerged in her eyes, her hands shaking uncontrollably.

Her heart ached, her insides were twisted into knots, and an overwhelming suffocation descended upon her, trapping her within, unable to move.

Tears silently rose in her eyes and fell along the corners, wetting her dark hair.

"Little Five, you have to be strong, the two children are still waiting for you. Mom doesn’t want to go through the pain of losing you again."

After a long while, An Yan spoke hoarsely, "Fu Mu’an, Fu Jinyan."

Xu Wanqing looked up at her, startled for a moment before realizing those were the names of the two babies.

"They sound nice."

"Ayan picked them."

"Good, tomorrow I’ll get the babies registered."

An Yan pulled up the corners of her mouth slightly, "Mom, I’m hungry."

Xu Wanqing covered her mouth, unable to hold back anymore. An Yan had to be strong because life didn’t give her the chance to be weak.

She had to light the way for her hungry children, had to uphold hope for both sets of parents, and had to forcefully march on for the sake of her loved ones and the friends who loved her.

She endured too much pain and suffering, not fitting her age.

Xu Wanqing felt pity for her; her daughter should have been enjoying the joys of life at a beautiful age but had to shoulder heavy burdens instead.

An Yan clutched her hand back, "With every step of my life, I have no regrets.

I and Ayan were together because we cherished each other.

I love him so very much.

I will take good care of the children we have together.

As long as his body is not found, he will be alive in my heart, no matter what happens.

Even if one day he is truly gone, he will live forever in my heart."

Xu Wanqing nodded repeatedly, unable to utter a word.

After a long time, she took a deep breath, "I asked your brother to go to Moon Restaurant to get your postpartum meals."

An Yan smiled and agreed.

The news of An Yan waking up spread quickly, and family and friends came to visit her.

They all refrained from mentioning Fu Shiyan, fearing it would upset her further.

Lu Minglan and Song Jianning brought Lu Jun to visit An Yan.

Lu Jun asked, "Auntie, when you were giving birth to the babies, wasn’t uncle with you?"

Lu Minglan frowned; before coming, he had told him not to speak out of turn and to only look at the babies. He didn’t expect that within such a short time, the child would cause such trouble.

The ward fell silent, everyone looking at An Yan.

An Yan smiled faintly, "Does Junjun like Ultraman?"

"Yes."

"Uncle has transformed into Ultraman to fight monsters, and he’ll be back after defeating them."

Junjun wrinkled his small brow, "Will uncle get hurt then?"

An Yan scraped his little nose, "Uncle is very powerful, even if he gets hurt, he will heal automatically."

Junjun clapped his hands, "Uncle is the number one hero of the universe! Next time the kids at kindergarten ask me if I like Ultraman, I’ll tell them I don’t because I have a hero I like even more!"

He turned to Lu Minglan, "Dad, why can’t you transform? If you could, Junjun might be able to do it too. I’m a little envious of the little brothers. They might wear diapers now, but they will be amazing in the future."

He looked at Song Jianning, "Mom, can I change dads?"

Song Jianning: "..."

Lu Minglan: "..."

The serious and tense atmosphere in the ward was dissolved by the child’s innocent words, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief seeing the smile on An Yan’s face.

Two days later, An Yan felt a bit better.

Xu Wanqing pushed her to the NICU to see the babies.

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