Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 341 This is a Preplanned Operation

Chapter 341: Chapter 341 This is a Preplanned Operation

A woman was sitting in a leather chair, slowly spinning, holding a cup of steaming coffee in her hands.

Several buttons of her blouse were undone, revealing a generous cleavage, and her skirt was hiked up to her thighs, recklessly provocative.

She extended her tongue to lick the rim of the cup, making soft, murmuring noises.

An Yan felt extremely disgusted. She had never seen this woman before, but her attire suggested she was from the secretarial department.

It hadn’t been long since she had handed over her position to Fu Shiyan when someone took advantage of the transition to insert such trash.

She could no longer tolerate it. Her hand was on the doorknob, about to press down, when she saw the woman answering a phone call, then placed the cup on the desk, quickly buttoned up her blouse, stood up, pulled down her skirt, quickly wiped the cup’s rim, picked up a stack of documents, and stood by the desk.

Soon, Fu Shiyan strode in.

He walked around the desk to the chair, glanced at it, and had no intention of sitting down.

He looked at the woman, "Have you sat in this chair?"

The woman shook her head, her voice sweet and coquettish, "President Fu, I didn’t sit, I came to bring you documents."

Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, "I haven’t seen you before."

The woman smiled, "I’m the new secretary Song Xue, in charge of delivering documents to you in the future."

"You can leave after you put them down."

Song Xue nodded, placed the documents from her arms onto the desk, "President Fu, this is the coffee I made for you, please try it."

Fu Shiyan picked up the coffee cup, pretending to drink.

An Yan in the lounge tensed up immediately.

Fu Shiyan eyed Song Xue, "You seem quite eager for me to drink this coffee."

Song Xue nodded, "I inquired about your taste and made it especially for you."

Fu Shiyan scoffed softly, setting the cup heavily on the table, causing the dark brown coffee to splash out.

"You are fired."

Song Xue incredulously, "President Fu, I don’t know what I did wrong for you to fire me. I merely made you a coffee while bringing documents, is that also a mistake?"

"You know very well what you did, I am sparing your pride by not spelling it out. Settle your finances and leave immediately."

Song Xue burst into tears, circled the desk, and flung herself at Fu Shiyan, "President Fu, I beg you, don’t send me away, I struggled so hard to get into Fu Corporation."

Fu Shiyan dodged, and she stumbled into emptiness.

Unwilling to give up, Song Xue ripped open her blouse buttons and flung herself at Fu Shiyan again, only to see Fu Shiyan unhesitatingly douse her with the scalding coffee.

Song Xue’s screams resounded, "That burns! How can you treat a girl like this? If you dare fire me, I’ll accuse you of assault!"

Fu Shiyan’s eyes were icily sharp, "Go ahead, I was just about to accuse you of harassment."

He took out his phone and called the police directly, then dialed Han Yang, "Get over here."

Song Xue hadn’t expected Fu Shiyan to actually call the police, she bent down and fiercely tore the side of her skirt, then tousled her hair, "I’m going to sue you!"

An Yan exhaled in relief, watching the scene with great interest.

Han Yang soon arrived, and he was stunned by the scene.

Song Xue was crying about her mistreatment by Fu Shiyan, but Han Yang didn’t believe a word.

He pointed at Song Xue, "Who are you! I clearly hired a male assistant, what are you even?"

Song Xue’s eyes flickered, "I don’t care, I’m at a disadvantage now."

Han Yang called the HR manager directly, "How did the male assistant I hired turn into a female? Get over here right now!"

Suddenly, the HR manager and a police officer walked in.

Han Yang was furious, confronting the HR manager, "Tell me, where is the male assistant I recruited?"

The HR manager hesitated, "I’m sorry, this was arranged by President Zhang."

As soon as Song Xue saw the officer, she burst into tears, claiming that Fu Shiyan had forced her and that when she resisted, she was splashed with scalding coffee. In short, it was the typical story of workplace harassment where the overbearing boss forces the secretary.

Fu Shiyan, however, told a different version. Pointing to a chair, he said, "When I came back, there were water marks on that chair, and the cup also had lipstick marks and a smell of bad breath. You might want to check that."

Song Xue was visibly terrified. She loudly denied the allegations, "No, President Fu threatened me and forced me."

The officer asked, "President Fu, do you have any other evidence?"

Fu Shiyan spoke calmly, "No. At that time, it was just this female employee and me in the office."

Song Xue felt a weight lift from her heart and continued to play the pitiful victim.

Just then, the door to the break room burst open.

An Yan walked out from inside, her lips curling up, "Such an exciting scene, how could I miss it?"

She pointed to the four corners of the room, "All four corners of this office are equipped with surveillance cameras. We just need to pull up the footage to see what happened earlier."

She walked up to the desk, kicked away the genuine leather chair, and started typing rapidly on the keyboard. Then she turned the computer monitor around.

From the moment Song Xue walked in and started acting shamelessly, to when Fu Shiyan entered and subsequently called the police.

During that time, other than indeed splashing coffee on Song Xue, everything else was staged by Song Xue herself, disgusting everyone present.

Song Xue tried to flee but was quickly grabbed by the hair by the quick-reacting An Yan and violently thrown to the ground.

"Thinking of running after framing someone?"

Song Xue looked at An Yan in terror, "The police are still here, do you think you’re above the law?"

An Yan slightly curved her lips, stepped forward, bent down to grab her by the collar, lifted her up, and delivered a resounding slap.

Song Xue, dazed from the slap, exclaimed, "How dare you hit me?"

An Yan then delivered several more slaps in quick succession, all to the same cheek.

Song Xue’s left cheek swelled up severely, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth as she shouted, "You police are just going to watch? She’s hitting me!"

An Yan glanced back at the police, "I did hit her, and I admit it."

Song Xue thought she would no longer be hit and heaved a sigh of relief.

But she didn’t anticipate that next she would be slapped hard enough to knock a tooth loose and be kicked three meters away.

She curled up on the ground in pain, feeling like her ribs were broken.

An Yan walked up to her, crouched down, and whispered, "No matter how many years you get, once you’re out of the police station, I’ll come find you to settle this score. Trying to mess with my man, Mu Anyan, and you didn’t check if I was a pushover!"

She stood up, looked at the police, and said apologetically, "I’m sorry, I was overreacting after seeing that scene just now."

Song Xue struggled to speak, "She did it on purpose."

An Yan smiled faintly, "Indeed, her actions enraged me, but it wasn’t intentional. I’m willing to cooperate with your investigation. My lawyer, Song Chao, will defend me, and I also want to press charges against this woman for harassing my husband."

Everyone: "..."

The group was taken to the police station for an investigation. With plenty of evidence, Song Xue was charged with workplace harassment and infringing on someone’s reputation.

Unwilling to accept her fate, she contacted President Zhang, who had arranged for her to come in, but he didn’t pick up her calls and was even planning to flee.

However, his escape plan was unsuccessful; he was detained by the police right outside his home.

It turned out, this was all a premeditated scheme.

Song Xue, who was President Zhang’s mistress, heard that the power at Fu Corporation had shifted back to Fu Shiyan, so she wanted to try her luck.

If Fu Shiyan took a liking to her, she would have soared to the heights.

Unfortunately for her, Fu Shiyan was unmovable, like a stone.

After being bailed out, An Yan felt that there was more to this incident. She investigated Song Xue’s social background and some financial transactions, discovering that she had received a sum of money from abroad last month.

Yet the interesting part was that the account holder was a DJ at a bar.