Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 371: I’m Not Crying, I’m Just Drooling

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: I’m Not Crying, I’m Just Drooling

Country C is a bit warmer than Hua Country, but it still gets cool at night.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, Fu Shiyan and Mu Qianfan were in charge of grilling skewers, and everyone else was in charge of eating.

Mu Qianfan let out a light chuckle. "I never expected the always refined and abstinent President Fu to be such a closet degenerate."

Fu Shiyan laughed softly, seemingly pleased with the description, "Thanks for the compliment."

Mu Qianfan, "..."

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, "Do you think Yanyan is going to take your side?"

"Don’t you think so?"

"Of course, she’s my wife."

With no common ground for conversation, Mu Qianfan didn’t feel like talking to him.

Laid out on the long table were various skewers, including pork, beef, lamb, grilled fish, chicken wings, and green peppers.

An Yan couldn’t help but laugh as she watched Su Yue eat with great gusto, "You’re going to spew sparks from your skewer at this rate."

Su Yue laughed heartily, "I’m doing this to show respect for your Old Dog Fu! It’s like an early celebration for tomorrow night’s victory."

Zhou Wenwen’s eyes lit up, "We haven’t seen the dresses An Yan designed yet! When can you let us feast our eyes?"

Su Yue arched an eyebrow, "Feast your eyes?"

Zhou Wenwen happened to be drinking water and accidentally sprayed it onto Ruan Qingqing. She hurriedly wiped Qingqing’s face with a napkin, "I’m so sorry, Qingqing, it wasn’t on purpose."

Ruan Qingqing shook her head with a light smile, "It’s okay."

Fu Jinqiao couldn’t stop laughing, "I respect no one but my Sister Yue."

An Yan took Ruan Qingqing by the hand to stand up, "Let me take you to wash your face, and you can change clothes too."

Ruan Qingqing nodded, followed An Yan into the villa, and back to her room, where she first washed her face and then changed into casual attire.

She saw An Yan standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Without thinking, one could guess she was looking at Fu Shiyan.

She walked over and stood beside An Yan, "It’s been almost six years since we last came here. Time flies so fast."

An Yan couldn’t help but feel sentimental, "Yes, so many things have happened in the meantime, nothing has changed, yet everything has changed. Fortunately, after all the twists and turns, I still ended up with him."

Ruan Qingqing glanced at her, "You’re really lucky."

An Yan nodded, "Heaven has really been good to me. Over the years, I’ve professed strong belief that Ayan would come back, but deep down, I was somewhat denying it. I was just giving myself the courage to keep going. But thankfully, it’s all in the past now."

"Yes, it’s all in the past, and after the storm, there’s always a rainbow," Ruan Qingqing said with a smile.

An Yan grinned, "Let’s go down. You ate too little. You should eat more later."

Ruan Qingqing agreed with a smile, and the two left the room.

By the time the BBQ ended, it was already past nine at night.

Everyone returned to their respective rooms.

Fu Shiyan looked at An Yan, "Walk with me?"

An Yan naturally agreed to the man’s suggestion.

As they strolled to the lake’s edge, Fu Shiyan asked, "You once told me about how those four Doggie Mus came to save you. Is there anything special about this place? I feel like it has left a profound mark on me."

Those four Doggie Mus?

She couldn’t believe he could say that!

An Yan glared at him; she found that he was becoming increasingly frivolous.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Fu Shiyan quickly moved forward to be endearing, "Wife, please tell me, I want to hear it."

An Yan looked at him, "You said the most beautiful love words aren’t ’I love you’ or ’you love me,’ but ’you are my entire world.’ At that time, my eardrums were damaged and I couldn’t hear you saying you would tell me you loved me every day."

"I still haven’t done it, I haven’t regained that memory."

Seeing the man’s remorseful expression, An Yan also wrapped her arms around his waist, "Don’t be like this, actually, our memories after that were a bit heart-wrenching, it’s quite good that you don’t remember."

"I want to remember every little detail about you and me. I want to remember every moment we spent together."

An Yan shook her head, a wry smile tugging at her lips, "We never celebrated each other’s birthdays, we’ve never had a Valentine’s Day or a New Year’s together."

Fu Shiyan’s eyes reddened as he parted his lips, "I’m sorry."

"You’ve already said many sorries. I’m not saying this to complain, I just want to say that in the days to come, we’ll make up for every important day we haven’t spent together. While memories are precious, they are not as important as our future together." An Yan gazed deeply into his eyes, "Ayan, I’m truly alive only when you’re part of my future."

Fu Shiyan held her tightly in his embrace, "From now on, I want to be with you every day, as well as our sons."

"Okay. When the time comes, Anan, Yanyan, and I will celebrate your birthday first, then mine, and every festival together."

Feeling the dampness at his neck, An Yan knew Fu Shiyan was crying. Her nose tingled, and tears came unbidden. She patted his back, "You’re awful, making yourself cry is one thing, but causing me to cry with you..."

Fu Shiyan wouldn’t admit it, just holding her tightly, "I’m not crying; it’s just drool."

An Yan burst into tears of laughter, "You’re disgusting, let me go!"

"I won’t; you promised to lift the abstinence, then I’ll let go."

"How can you still be so shameless?"

"Without shame, I wouldn’t have a wife. I’d rather be shameless."

An Yan: "..."

"Wife, it’s a brief spring night, let’s go and rest."

Rest indeed!

An Yan nearly laughed out loud. A cold and domineering boss saying those words was like being possessed by an ancient spirit.

She teased, "Are you still Fu Shiyan?"

"Yes, I assure you with the guarantee of little Mr. Fu, confirmed and absolutely authentic."

As he spoke, Fu Shiyan swept her up into his arms, and An Yan laughed uncontrollably, "Alright, I believe you’re real, you’re definitely the one with the incessant suave comments. You can put me down now."

Fu Shiyan quickened his pace, fearing that An Yan would jump down, "I agree, but little Mr. Fu doesn’t."

An Yan: "..."

Tonight’s walk had been premeditated, which resulted in Su Yue and others, who were supposed to see the fashion showcase dresses at eight o’clock the next morning, waiting in vain for An Yan.

An Yan woke up close to noon, skipped breakfast and went straight for lunch.

Everyone was sitting in the dining room when Su Yue saw An Yan yawning as she walked in, incessantly teasing her, "Did you have a long night talk?"

An Yan gave her a sideways look and didn’t want to speak; her voice was hoarse.

Thank goodness for the good soundproofing in the room, or she would have been mortified.

She let Su Yue tease her without saying a word.

Fu Shiyan pushed an omelet rice in front of Su Yue, "Eat more, finish Si Heng’s portion too."

Su Yue: "..."

After lunch, An Yan drank a cup of honey water and took them to the living room to show them the dresses.

The final showcase dresses had been decided by Su Yue and An Yan, and only the two of them knew.

However, even Su Yue couldn’t help but twitch at the sight of the three dresses in front of her.

Because An Yan had changed all the previously prepared dresses.