Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 295 Ayan, Kiss Me

Chapter 295: Chapter 295 Ayan, Kiss Me

Fu Shiyan got out of the car and saw the man holding An Yan hostage, a knife against her pale neck leaving a trace of blood.

His eyes were bloodthirsty as he suppressed a towering rage; his clenched fists cracking.

He suddenly let out a light laugh, "You must be Chen Qiang, right? Uncle Xing told me to take this woman and leave."

Chen Qiang scoffed, "Bullshit! Uncle Xing told me to deal with your woman! You think I’d let her go? No way!"

"Murder is a capital offense; you should consider if it’s worth it. Do you think if you kill her, I would let you go?"

Chen Qiang knew of Bo Leng’s character, ruthless and cruel, with fierce methods.

If he treated his woman like this, Bo Leng certainly would not let him off.

He broke out in a cold sweat, "You, get into that coffin. Otherwise, I will kill her now! Hurry up!"

Fu Shiyan took a deep breath, "Don’t hurt her, I’ll jump."

He walked to the edge of the large pit and jumped in without hesitation.

Chen Qiang dragged An Yan to the edge of the pit, "You! Lie down!"

As Fu Shiyan lay down, Chen Qiang pushed An Yan in, watching her crash onto the man before he hurriedly adjusted the coffin lid.

"Since you care so much, I’ll fulfill your wish! Go to hell as a pair of desperate lovebirds!"

Having said that, Chen Qiang quickly started to shovel dirt over them.

He was amazingly fast at digging and filling, which was one of the reasons Sheng Xing valued him.

Soon, there was no trace of the coffin on the ground.

Chen Qiang still jumped forcefully on the filled area a few times, "Buried are two, buried dead! Damn it, that woman messed everything up! No, I need to find a woman to vent this out on."

He quickly got in the car and sped away.

In the pitch-black coffin, only wide enough for an adult man.

After crashing down, An Yan kept her position sprawled over Fu Shiyan.

Because Fu Shiyan was too tall, the coffin wasn’t long enough, so he had to slightly bend his legs and splay them apart.

An Yan’s legs were sandwiched between his.

He held An Yan tightly, his voice tender, "Are you okay? How’s your neck?"

An Yan felt weak and limp, leaning on the man and frowning slightly, "Just a slight cut, nothing serious. I was affected by the Soul-Confusing Fragrance, my fault. If you hadn’t come, I could have..."

She couldn’t continue as tears streamed uncontrollably.

She felt so wronged, and seeing him only made her feel more aggrieved.

Fu Shiyan quickly took out a Detox Pill and fed it to her, "It’ll be better in a while."

An Yan obediently swallowed it.

She sobbed, suddenly thinking of something, and slightly looked up, "Say something."

"What?"

An Yan’s breathing became rapid, "Just talk to me."

"What’s wrong?"

Earlier, her head was dizzy, but now she felt better and could recognize the voice.

This voice was too familiar to her; she had fallen asleep to it every night for the last five years.

With a cry in her voice, "Just talk, any words will do."

Fu Shiyan realized his voice had changed, the voice magnet must have fallen off.

He took out his phone, lighting up the entire space, "I said I was coming to see you tonight because I wanted to tell you something."

An Yan’s nose was sore, with tears dripping onto the man’s collarbone.

The scalding tears burned the man’s skin, his heart aching with pain.

Fu Shiyan, suppressing the sourness in his heart, held An Yan’s hand against his chest and slowly moved it up to his ear, "I wanted to tell you, I didn’t have plastic surgery, but was wearing a Human Skin Mask."

As he spoke, he guided her hand to slowly peel off the thin-as-cicada-wing Human Skin Mask.

"Actually, I look like this. Earlier, I had a voice changer sticker on, and even disguised my voice. Do you like my face now?"

An Yan stared unblinkingly at the man’s face, her eyes quickly misting over, her shoulders uncontrollably trembling.

She was afraid that the tears in her eyes would blur her vision and the man before her would disappear.

She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away the tears, examining him closely, "I couldn’t be more satisfied! Ayan, so you really are my Ayan!"

She buried her face in the man’s neck, sobbing, "Five years! It’s been a whole five years! I’ve been thinking about you every moment! We never stopped looking for you, but no matter how hard we searched, we couldn’t find you! You were hiding under an alias, wearing a mask, even changing your voice; how could we possibly find you? You made it so hard for us!"

Fu Shiyan felt a dull pain in his heart, as if a blunt knife was slowly slicing through his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

His voice hoarse, he said, "I’m sorry for causing you so much pain due to my memory loss."

An Yan looked up at him, "Don’t blame yourself, this isn’t your fault. You lost your memory because you were injected with a drug. It doesn’t matter that you can’t remember the past. As long as you are whole and healthy in front of me, I am content."

Fu Shiyan furrowed his brows, "You said my memory loss was caused by a drug injection."

"Yes," An Yan quickly said, "Don’t worry, your memory can be recovered, we have developed an antidote."

"There’s an antidote?"

An Yan nodded, "Yes, after you were injected, I analyzed the drug components and developed an antidote."

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise appeared in Fu Shiyan’s eyes, impressed by his wife’s diverse talents.

But soon, his face clouded with worry, his voice heavy, "But after that, Sheng Xing injected me with the drug again."

An Yan was startled, one injection could be reversed, but being injected twice in succession would halve the recovery effect.

Seeing An Yan’s stunned expression, Fu Shiyan asked, "So, it can’t be recovered?"

An Yan struggled to force a smile, "There is still a good chance of recovering most of it."

Recovering most of it?

That meant it couldn’t be completely restored.

This made Fu Shiyan very anxious.

An Yan consoled, "Don’t worry, even if you can’t remember everything, it doesn’t matter. Look, even after losing your memory, didn’t you feel attracted to me when we met again?"

Fu Shiyan cupped her small face with both hands, "Yes, an irresistible attraction."

An Yan puzzled, "How did you know I was here?"

"Your phone couldn’t be located, so I tracked Chen Qiang’s phone."

Fu Shiyan explained in detail, "After putting you in the car, I went back to the clubhouse. Before meeting Sheng Xing, I took a detox pill, as I didn’t trust them anymore.

Sheng Xing gave me a cup of medicated tea, and I played along.

Before Sheng Yu exhibited untoward behavior towards me, he had called Chen Qiang to bring you here.

I was planning to come find you immediately, but Sheng Yu spilled everything that had happened after he saved me.

I then learned that Sheng Xing had originally planned to use me to extort money from you, but Sheng Yu disagreed and insisted on keeping me.

They changed my name, put on me a human skin mask and altered my voice, even making me wear finger covers, all to prevent leaking any information that could lead you to find me.

So we were separated for five years, and the culprits are Sheng Xing and his daughter!

This score, I’ll take you back to settle with them!"

An Yan radiated fury, because of Sheng Yu’s selfishness, they were separated for five tormented years.

Not only their painful separation as husband and wife but also causing Fu Shiyan to miss their children’s growth.

It was utterly detestable!

An Yan wanted to show him photos of Anan and Yanyan on her phone, but realized her phone was missing, "The phone must have been left in Chen Qiang’s car. Otherwise, I could show you the photos of the kids. The elder child is called Fu Mu’an, his nickname is Anan. The younger one is called Fu Jinyan, his nickname is Yanyan. Anan resembles you, and Yanyan resembles me."

Fu Shiyan’s voice was heavy with emotion, "I’m sorry for not being there for you all these past five years."

An Yan laid her head on his neck, "Don’t blame yourself, it’s not your fault. We have many more sets of five years ahead. We will never be apart again."

Fu Shiyan gently stroked her back, "But we can’t get out."

By then, An Yan had regained fifty percent of her strength, and she showed him her wrist, "This isn’t just an ordinary watch, it has a tracking feature that works in the sea and underground.

I just pressed the button to contact Jinqiao. Corresponding to her watch, the green dot will turn red."

"She will rescue us."

"What we need to do now is to stay still and conserve the oxygen in the space."

Fu Shiyan softly acknowledged, "Who is Jinqiao?"

"You could say she’s your niece or your third sister-in-law."

Fu Shiyan: "...What a complicated family relation."

An Yan laughed out loud, a sense of long-missing happiness returning.

At that moment, her body started to feel unbearably hot, and she recalled a bitter taste in her mouth.

"Ayan, I think I ate something unclean, I feel so uncomfortable."

Her hands cupped the man’s face, arching her body upwards.

Her head slowly lowered, her lips touching his thin lips, and she moaned uncontrollably, "Ayan, kiss me."