Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 346 Fu Shiyan Is Really Despicable

Chapter 346: Chapter 346 Fu Shiyan Is Really Despicable

Fu Jinqiao looked at the man’s handsome features, feeling a bit bashful as she nodded, "Okay."

Mu Qianfan chuckled lightly, watching her dazed and cute expression, "Do you want to kiss a bit longer?"

"Yes."

"How can you be so shameless?"

Fu Jinqiao giggled, "That’s what you like about me, isn’t it! I just want some sweet kisses! So, will you or won’t you?"

"My life is yours."

Mu Qianfan gently captured her soft lips, carefully caressing them with his.

In the small confines of the car, only the sound of their heavy breathing could be heard.

After a long while, Mu Qianfan finally pulled back from her lips, "First we’ll go back to the Mu Family manor for dinner, then I’ll take you to find a surprise."

Fu Jinqiao was left dazed and confused by the kiss, almost in a stupor. She mumbled an acknowledgment, feeling as if the air itself was imbued with sweetness—like tasting lychee-flavored candy.

By the time they returned to the Mu Family manor, it was already seven in the evening.

Two little ones were running the mecha that Mu Shaoze had snatched in the midnight hour on the lawn.

When Mu Qianfan and Fu Jinqiao got out of the car, the two kids ran over.

"Third Uncle, Sister Jinqiao!"

Fu Jinqiao stood with her hands on her hips, "Call me Third Stepmom!"

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan made ghost faces at each other.

"No way!" protested Fu Jinyan, holding out a hand, "Unless you hand over a red envelope! Otherwise, we refuse to change what we call you!"

Fu Mu’an nodded in agreement, "And you have to promise not to steal our egg tarts anymore!"

Fu Jinqiao’s eyes darted playfully, "Fine, I won’t steal your egg tarts anymore, and I’ll give you a red envelope right now!"

She pretended to reach for red envelopes in her bag but then launched a surprise attack, slapping their little hands with her own, "I’m giving you a big bag of air!"

The two kids yelped, running past Fu Jinqiao straight to Mu Qianfan, ready to complain.

Mu Qianfan hadn’t seen them for a while and bent down to kiss them.

Suddenly, the kids leaped away like little rabbits.

Fu Jinyan pointed at Mu Qianfan’s lips, "Third Uncle and Sister Jinqiao were just kissing, I don’t want a kiss from Third Uncle!"

Fu Mu’an covered his cheeks with his hands, "There are lipstick marks still there, run away!"

Mu Qianfan burst into laughter, "No way, today I’ll catch you both and give you a big smooch."

"No, don’t!"

"Help!"

...

Watching the two kids dash back into the villa, Mu Qianfan laughed, "These two little rascals!"

Fu Jinqiao gritted her teeth, "The little stinkers didn’t change what they call me! When I catch them, I’ll leave two lipstick marks on each of their faces!"

Mu Qianfan ruffled her hair, "So you were stealing their egg tarts?"

"It was to make them change what they call me!"

Mu Qianfan looked at her, puffing up like a blowfish, and couldn’t help but laugh, "Next time, try making them some desserts."

"Switch from threats to bribery?"

"Yeah."

Fu Jinqiao laughed, "Then I reckon they’ll be even less likely to change what they call me."

"Why?"

Fu Jinqiao threw up her hands, "You know, my eyes say ’yes,’ but my hands say ’no.’ It’s hard enough making egg tarts; the two rascals will end up saying I’ve poisoned them."

Mu Qianfan roared with laughter and wrapped his arm around her as they walked toward the villa, "No worries, if they don’t call you Third Stepmom, I’ll call Old Dog Fu ’My Wife’s Younger Brother.’"

Fu Jinqiao gave a thumbs-up, "That’s why you’re brilliant, Third Brother! But what if we go back to the Fu Family and he makes you call him ’Younger Uncle,’ what then?"

Mu Qianfan smiled mischievously, "No worries, we’ll just visit when they’re not around."

Fu Jinqiao’s eyes turned to stars, "Third Brother, you’re so smart!"

Once the two of them entered the villa, they discovered the whole family was there.

Fu Jinqiao greeted everyone happily.

Fu Shiyan sipped his tea lightly, "Has my good niece and nephew-in-law returned?"

An Yan suppressed a laugh; the elder’s presence was tightly controlled.

Fu Jinqiao had grown accustomed to acting the role of the junior in front of Fu Shiyan and subconsciously wanted to nod.

Mu Qianfan pinched her waist, and only then did she remember, clearing her throat, "Younger Uncle is here too!"

At those words, everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Fu Shiyan wasn’t annoyed either, finding Fu Jinqiao’s pretense of power quite cute.

Fu Jinqiao felt she’d gotten one up on them and was rather pleased.

But her joy lasted less than two seconds before two little ones came bouncing out, shouting, "Sister Jinqiao, Brother-in-law Qianfan!"

Mu Qianfan: "..."

Fu Jinqiao: "..."

Everyone laughed loudly, praising the kids’ quick wits.

Not only had Fu Jinqiao’s seniority been lowered, but so had Mu Qianfan’s.

Mu Qianfan looked at the smug Fu Shiyan and ground his teeth fiercely.

It must have been this guy who taught the kids to say that, Old Dog Fu really turned his two good nephews into Puppy Fu’s.

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow slightly, "Indeed, it’s the kids who can best distinguish the family hierarchy."

Fu Jinqiao tugged at Mu Qianfan’s hem, "Looks like Younger Uncle has won hands down."

Was that even a question?

This conniving, scheming big ol’ heart-mind dog!

With the large family talking and laughing, An Yan called Fu Jinqiao upstairs.

The two entered An Yan’s room.

"Younger Auntie, Younger Uncle is really good at picking on people," complained Fu Jinqiao with a pout.

An Yan couldn’t help laughing out loud, "I’m sorry, it is indeed quite funny."

Fu Jinqiao also pursed her lips in a smile, "Actually, I’m not really mad, it’s just that Younger Uncle is so doggy!"

An Yan shrugged, "Can’t argue with that, he really is. Come on, I have something to cheer you up."

She pulled out the two wedding dresses that had been meticulously reworked from a bag, "I sewed the additional work myself. I wasn’t busy recently, so take a look and see if you like it."

Compared to the previous ones, the details on these two dresses were even more pronounced, with every bead threaded and every stitch neatly in place.

Fu Jinqiao’s eyes lit up, "I love it, I love it so much! How can I be this fortunate? Younger Auntie, your design is incredible. I’m a bit reluctant to wear it tonight."

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, I didn’t say anything. Anyway, I’m taking it to Third Brother’s room now." With that, Fu Jinqiao packed the wedding dress into the bag and dashed out.

An Yan watched her leave, feeling an urge to laugh for no reason, yet also somewhat bittersweet.

Their wedding should have taken place a long time ago; it was only delayed for her and for Fu Shiyan’s sake.

An Yan took a deep breath, tilting her head back slightly, not wanting the tears to fall.

"Looking up at a 45-degree angle stops the tears from flowing, are you conducting an experiment?" Fu Shiyan’s voice reached her.

An Yan gave him a look, "Why did you come up?"

Fu Shiyan approached her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and looked down at her, "Feeling sorry for Doggie Mu and Jinqiao?"

An Yan buried her face in his chest and softly hummed in agreement.

"It’s my fault, if I hadn’t disappeared for five years, they wouldn’t have had to wait so long."

"It’s not your fault. No one wanted that. They’re just too kind. Ayan, we owe them for the rest of our lives."

Fu Shiyan just hummed noncommittally, "True, otherwise my lovely grandchild would already have been born."

What was quite a sad atmosphere was instantly shattered by his mention of ’lovely grandchild.’

An Yan thought he was terribly naughty and thumped his chest, "Why are you like this?"

Fu Shiyan laughed, "But I’m not wrong, am I? Hit this side too, or they won’t be even."

An Yan: "..."

Meanwhile, Mu Qianfan, who had come looking for Fu Jinqiao, happened to hear the last sentence. This time he didn’t want to grind his teeth; he was rather thinking about sharpening knives.

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