Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 339 Every Man Has the Evil Thought of Tearing up the Wedding Dress

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 Every Man Has the Evil Thought of Tearing up the Wedding Dress

At this moment, Mu Qianfan had just finished filming a scene and was sitting in his chair getting a touch-up when his assistant Xu Shuo handed him his phone.

Mu Qianfan couldn’t help but smile at the corners of his lips when he saw the pictures sent by the young girl.

He replied, "Wear the one with the off-shoulder at the wedding, and show me the other two when I return. You look really beautiful in a wedding dress!"

Fu Jinqiao covered her mouth and laughed, looking at An Yan, "Younger Uncle said to wear the off-shoulder one for the wedding."

"Alright. It’s very noble and elegant." An Yan carefully put away the other two wedding dresses, "I will take care of these two meticulously as well."

Fu Jinqiao nodded shyly, "Then, can you ask Sister Su Yue to prompt Director Gao to process them a bit faster?"

An Yan naturally understood what she meant, "I’m afraid that won’t be possible."

"Ah?" Fu Jinqiao looked slightly disappointed.

An Yan poked her cheek, "Wanting to wear it for Younger Uncle to see?"

Fu Jinqiao coughed lightly, "No, that’s not it!"

"Oh, I thought you wanted to wear it for Younger Uncle to see, and I was about to mention it to Director Gao."

"Ay! Younger Auntie you’re really annoying! Always teasing me!"

An Yan laughed, "Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. When is Younger Uncle coming back?"

"In about half a month, I guess."

An Yan thought for a moment, "No problem, I will make sure to get them to you before Younger Uncle returns."

Fu Jinqiao hugged An Yan, "Mwah, mwah, mwah, Younger Auntie is the best."

An Yan laughed and gently patted her back, "Wedding dresses are delicate, tear gently."

Fu Jinqiao laughed, "Younger Auntie, you’re really too much!"

An Yan looked at her blushing face and said with a laugh, "Every man has a wicked thought of tearing a wedding dress."

Fu Jinqiao was surprised, "Younger Uncle too?"

An Yan nodded noncommittally, thinking to herself that although Younger Uncle seemed abstinent usually, he became quite frisky in front of her.

Fu Jinqiao’s gossiping heart flared up, "Younger Auntie, then you can design a few more wedding dresses and let Younger Uncle tear them."

An Yan tapped her forehead, "What kind of focus is that? Take off the wedding dresses and put them in the closet, I will design some sketches. We’ll have lunch with your Younger Uncle at noon, then I’ll take you back to the old house afterward."

Fu Jinqiao rubbed her forehead, "Okay then."

After she had taken care of the wedding dresses, she sat next to An Yan, scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing over at An Yan drafting designs, which included winter clothes and formal attire.

She was a fan of An Yan, greatly admiring her not just for her beauty but also for her intelligence.

She thought that if An Yan entered the world of design, Elder Gu would have nothing on her.

She secretly took a few photos of An Yan’s sketches and even recorded a short video to send to Mu Qianfan.

"What should I do, I admire her so much!"

Mu Qianfan replied instantly, "In this lifetime, you can only admire me, or I’ll make you pay when I return!"

Fu Jinqiao sent a cute emoticon, "I’m so scared! I have something special to tell you today."

Mu Qianfan, "What is it?"

Fu Jinqiao, "I miss you so much."

The corners of Mu Qianfan’s lips stayed lifted, "I miss you a lot too, I’ll come back after we wrap up this film. I’m planning a surprise for you."

"Really? I’m so looking forward to it!"

The two chatted for a while longer until Mu Qianfan had to go back to filming and ended the conversation.

When bored, Fu Jinqiao took more shots of An Yan, silently adoring her idol.

After designing a portion of the sketches, An Yan stretched her arms and glanced at her wrist, noticing it was already eleven-thirty.

She looked sideways and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "Pretty hungry."

"Then why didn’t you tell me?"

"You seemed really focused on drawing, I didn’t want to disturb you."

An Yan stood up, patted her shoulder, "Come on, let’s go have lunch, what do you want to eat?"

"How about Thai food?"

"Sure, I love it too."

An Yan turned off her computer, picked up her bag, and left with Fu Jinqiao.

Once inside the elevator, Fu Jinqiao asked, "Aren’t we waiting for Sister Su Yue?"

An Yan responded, "She has an arrangement with Si Heng this afternoon, the two of them went off for a little romance."

Fu Jinqiao’s eyes turned to stars with admiration, "I really envy you all for being able to see each other every day. Alas, Third Brother and I are always coming and going."

An Yan wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "You can talk to him about it."

Fu Jinqiao shook her head, "That’s his job, his career, I can’t be so selfish."

An Yan felt quite sympathetic toward her. Fu Jinqiao was the type of girl who always considered others in everything she did, "If you’re unhappy, just talk to me, okay?"

Fu Jinqiao looked at her, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "What’s there to be unhappy about? I’m super happy, okay? I turned the national heartthrob into my husband! Aren’t I super awesome!"

An Yan nodded, "Jinqiao is the best!"

With much laughter and conversation, they reached the restaurant half an hour later.

They took their seats at a four-person table in the corner. Fu Jinqiao ordered four dishes as they waited for Fu Shiyan to arrive.

Fu Jinqiao noticed An Yan staring at a man and a woman not far away, "Younger Auntie, what are you looking at?"

An Yan tilted her chin slightly, "Don’t you see? It’s Qingqing."

Following her gaze, Fu Jinqiao saw Ruan Qingqing dining with a portly gentleman dressed in a suit, his hair slick with oil and wearing black-framed glasses.

Well, to be precise, they were having drinks.

The man asked, "Miss Ruan, I heard you’re from Country C?"

Ruan Qingqing nodded, "Yes, I am."

"So, are your parents and relatives all in Country C?"

Ruan Qingqing put down her lemon water, "That’s right, I’m an orphan, my nationality is from Country C. I have an apartment in Jiangcheng and a car."

The man’s eyes lit up, "Where is the apartment and what brand is the car? Do you have a mortgage?"

"The apartment is in Yishui Bay, the car is a Volkswagen CC, and there’s no mortgage."

The man nodded, "The apartment is in a good location, the car is a bit mediocre, but not having a mortgage is also acceptable. I’ve got a grasp of your basics. Let me share about myself—I have two apartments in Wanhua Mansion City and a BMW X6, but I have mortgages on them. If we get married, I hope to sell your apartment and car, then pay off my mortgages with the money. My parents are getting on in age, so I’ve decided to bring them to live with us after we marry, and the monthly living expenses will come from your savings and mine, ensuring a more secure life. Of course, this is before we have children. Once we have children, I hope you can stay home to fully take care of them and the elderly. After all, as an orphan, you haven’t experienced the love of a father and mother..."

Ruan Qingqing interrupted him, "Mr. Yu, sorry, but I think there’s no need for us to continue this conversation. You’re looking for someone to pay off your loans and to act as a nanny, you should find someone more capable."

The man sneered, "You’re an orphan and yet you’re being choosy! Tsk!"

He covered his face, looking in An Yan’s direction, "You nosy bi..."

An Yan threw another glass cup his way, hitting his head and then crashing to the floor, shattering.

The man focused his gaze, "Chairman Mu?"

Seeing the situation turning sour, he quickly beat a hasty retreat.

Ruan Qingqing let out a sigh of relief, finished her lemon water, stood up, and walked over to An Yan’s table, "An Yan, Jinqiao, I’m really sorry you had to witness that."

An Yan smiled faintly, "What embarrassment? Sit down and join us for the meal."

"Sure." Ruan Qingqing took a seat next to Fu Jinqiao.

An Yan called over a waiter and let Ruan Qingqing order another two dishes.

Shortly, all the dishes were served.

An Yan checked the time; it had been forty minutes since she sent the location to Fu Shiyan.

Just as she was about to call and ask, a man pushed open the door of the restaurant and entered.

Dressed in a solemn charcoal suit, his well-presses trousers wrapped around his long legs, Fu Shiyan walked towards An Yan.

His handsome features silently amazed onlookers, and what was more captivating was his innate noble temperament.

An Yan scooted over to make room, and Fu Shiyan took a seat next to her.

"There was a bit of traffic, I’m late."

An Yan chuckled, "It’s okay, we ordered six dishes, do you want to add two more?"

Fu Shiyan smiled, "No need, these are just right."

He noticed Ruan Qingqing sitting across from him and nodded slightly.

At the same time, Ruan Qingqing’s face flushed with shyness.

An Yan explained, "Qingqing was here for some work, so she joined us for a meal."

Fu Jinqiao rubbed her hands together, "Younger Auntie is starving, let’s eat!"

Fu Shiyan looked at her, "Mm, if you’re hungry, Younger Auntie, you can eat. If you’re not, you can eat later."

Fu Jinqiao huffed, "Younger Uncle loves to quibble." Then, she began to eat heartily.

During the meal, Fu Jinqiao managed to get curry on her white T-shirt, and An Yan accompanied her to the restroom.

Ruan Qingqing bowed her head and began to peel shrimp. In no time, a plate of curry shrimp was neatly arranged.

She pursed her lips, "Mr. Fu, the shrimp are peeled. You can try them."