Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 309 Anan and Yanyan’s Surprise Gift

Chapter 309: Chapter 309 Anan and Yanyan’s Surprise Gift

An Yan, in a form-fitting black slip dress that reached her ankles, showcased the perfect curves, her slender feet glimmering beneath the straps of her black high heels.

Her seaweed-like ink hair fell to her waist, gently swaying with each step she took, while the small lambskin clutch in her hand was breathtakingly beautiful.

All eyes were fixed on her as they discovered An Yan vibrant and shining, with a light in her eyes.

Fu Jinyan rushed over to hug her legs, "Mommy, Yanyan missed you so much!"

Following close behind, Fu Mu’an rolled his eyes, there goes the cutesy act again, even calling out for mommy.

An Yan bent down to touch Yanyan’s little face, "Mommy missed Yanyan and Anan so much too."

Fu Mu’an walked over, a frown on his little face, "We couldn’t get in touch with you, the uncles said you went to buy our birthday presents."

An Yan touched his little face in return, "Mommy did bring back birthday presents for you, and I think you’re going to love them."

Fu Jinyan was somewhat excited, "Is it a mummy? An ancient corpse? Or maybe a zombie?"

An Yan tapped his little head with her finger, "If that were the case, it would be a different story. Alright, let’s go up to the stage and open the presents."

Fu Mu’an raised an eyebrow, "That formal? We have to open it on stage?"

An Yan gave a soft hum, slowly standing up.

Fu Mu’an took her clutch from her hand and held her hand, "Miss Mu An Yan, I think you’re going to give us a huge surprise."

An Yan also held Yanyan’s hand, "I hope you both will like it."

Under the watchful gaze of everyone, An Yan led the two little ones onto the stage.

The stage was festooned with flowers, and the LED screen was playing photos of the two little ones from birth to the present.

Standing at the podium, An Yan looked at each family member and friend below as she fingered the microphone, "I’m sorry, I came back late.

Because I’ve found a very important and very special gift for Anan and Yanyan.

This gift is something every child needs but I was previously powerless to provide.

Anan and Yanyan have been good kids, and since they became aware, they’ve never asked for this gift.

It’s not that they don’t want it, but they don’t want to make me sad.

Over these five years, my family and friends, you have all spared no effort to help and care for me.

I am deeply touched, grateful, and I thank all of you even more.

Today it may seem like Anan and Yanyan are opening this gift, but in reality, it is a gift for everyone to open together.

Han Yang, please bring in the gift."

Everyone looked toward the banquet hall entrance, Han Yang pushing in a large cart.

On the cart was a 1.5-meter square box with pearlescent white color, tied on top with a beautiful red bow.

The box was wheeled to the front of the stage.

After a respectful bow, Han Yang stepped aside.

An Yan took the clutch from Fu Mu’an, "Anan, Yanyan, go and open your gift."

The two little ones looked at her, their eyes filled with anticipation.

An Yan’s words made them feel like they knew what the gift was, but they were afraid to be certain.

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan walked hand in hand to the front of the stage.

They stood at diagonal corners of the present, each holding one end of the ribbon.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to the little ones unveiling their gift.

Especially the Fu family members.

Zhou Yi’s eyes were red as she gripped Fu Haichuan’s hand tightly.

The beautiful red ribbon was gently pulled open and fell to the ground.

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan lifted a corner of the box lid together, putting it aside.

A man in a tailored suit slowly rose to his feet - his posture erect, broad shoulders, and chiseled fine features exuding a regal presence.

Everyone’s eyes reddened, as the man they had been searching for five years appeared at this moment.

In fact, some had received news last night, but over the years, they had heard all sorts of reports.

However, without An Yan’s confirmation, those were considered rumors.

Han Yang approached, pressing a button on the side of the box; the side opened, and Fu Shiyan stepped out.

He curved his lips slightly, "Hello, everyone, I am Fu Shiyan. I am the gift for the two young friends, Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan."

He walked up to Fu Mu’an, the closest to him, and crouched down, "Young master Fu Mu’an, are you satisfied with this birthday gift?"

Fu Mu’an, looking at the man in front of him who bore a striking resemblance to himself, reached out to touch the man’s face, his voice choked, "You, are you my father?"

Fu Shiyan held him in his embrace, the tiny, soft little one, "Yes, Anan, I am your dad."

Fu Mu’an bit his teeth hard, but tears fell despite his effort, pattering onto the man’s shoulders.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to."

"What?" Fu Shiyan released him and looked at the little face with tears.

"I dirtied your suit."

Fu Shiyan’s heart ached for his excessive sensibleness, wiped away the tears with his finger, and said gently, "It’s okay, even if it’s smeared with snot it doesn’t matter."

Fu Mu’an stubbornly tilted his head upward, not letting the tears fall, "A man shouldn’t shed tears, let alone snot."

Fu Shiyan chuckled and whispered in his ear, "Daddy allows you to cry while hugging me at night."

At that moment, a figure appeared beside the two of them.

"Brother, have you hugged enough? It’s my turn now."

Fu Mu’an’s mouth twitched, indeed, at any time, the one who was best at acting spoiled was his very own Fu Jinyan.

Fu Shiyan looked at his younger son, who looked so much like An Yan, with tender warmth in his eyes.

He reached out to embrace Fu Jinyan in his arms, calling his nickname, "Yanyan."

Fu Jinyan wasn’t shy, and sweetly called out, "Daddy."

Fu Shiyan held in his arms the two sons An Yan had given birth to, feeling his heart brimming with happiness.

After a long embrace, Fu Shiyan brought the two little ones in front of Zhou Yi and Fu Haichuan.

"Dad, Mom."

Zhou Yi couldn’t control her emotions anymore and, disregarding etiquette, hugged Fu Shiyan and broke down in tears.

Only Fu Haichuan knew what those five years had been like for Zhou Yi.

With her most beloved younger son neither alive to see nor dead to mourn, she dared not cry in front of An Yan during the day, for fear of upsetting her, so she would cover herself with the quilt and cry silently at night.

No mother can accept the loss of a child, and now seeing the living, healthy son stand before her, she was overwhelmed with emotion.

Fu Haichuan too had red-rimmed eyes, "It’s good to have you back, it’s good."

Fu Mu’an gripped Fu Haichuan’s hand, "Grandpa, if you can’t help crying, then tilt your head back, this way the tears won’t fall."

Fu Haichuan nodded, "I understand."

Fu Jingxiang, Yang Limin, Fu Donglin, and Lu Wenxin all gathered around.

Fu Shiyan looked at them, "Eldest Brother, Elder Sister-in-law, Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law."

"Younger Uncle."

Fu Shiyan turned around, and there stood Fu Chenyu, who had already lost all his rascally air, becoming stable and restrained.

Fu Chenyu walked forward, "Younger Uncle, welcome back."

Fu Shiyan remembered his past misdeeds, so he had not an ounce of fondness for him.

Fu Jingxiang quickly stepped forward, "Chenyu knows he went too far in the past and has greatly improved over the years. An Yan has also agreed to let him return to the Fu Family."

Having said that, he looked to An Yan for help.

An Yan stepped forward, and Fu Jinyan immediately made space for her beside Fu Shiyan.

He really was a smart little fellow.

An Yan patted Fu Jinyan’s head and took Fu Shiyan’s arm, "Fu Chenyu is now the director of Haisheng Technology, a subsidiary of Fu Corporation, and he’s performed quite well."

Seeing An Yan had forgiven Fu Chenyu, Fu Shiyan said no more.

An Yan led Fu Shiyan and the two little ones to meet the Mu Family, everyone present felt deeply moved.

Fu Shiyan hadn’t recovered the memories of his interactions with the Mu Family, but An Yan had told him a lot, so it didn’t stop him from keeping everyone from the Mu Family happy.

Mu Boyan looked at Fu Shiyan mingling with the group and asked An Yan quietly, "To what extent has he recovered?"

"About half."

"What about between you two?"

"No impact. This time, I was lucky to go on an archaeological trip with Jinqiao; otherwise, I wouldn’t have reunited with Ayan."

Mu Boyan was sincerely happy, "It’s fate, lovers will eventually end up together."

"Then, Second Brother, what about your lover? I remember the day I left, you were going on a blind date, how did it go?"

Mu Boyan shook his head, "That girl started by asking me whether it was a physical or psychological issue that prevented me from marrying at over thirty years old."

An Yan was curious, "How did you respond?"

Mu Boyan said, "I told her I had both issues."

An Yan sighed, "Second Brother, you should find a girlfriend. You can’t spend your whole life with medicine, can you? Third Brother is getting married at the end of the year. Fourth Brother is engaged. Eldest Brother has been quite secretive recently; I think he’s got something going on too. You better hurry up."

Mu Boyan looked at Mu Shaoze, who was making a sour face not far away, "The fourth brother has it rough, I think he’s troubled."

An Yan followed Mu Boyan’s gaze and noticed Mu Shaoze glaring at Zhou Ziqiao eating desserts.

She smiled, "I’ll go check on Ziqiao."