Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 388: The Knife in the Back

Chapter 388: Chapter 388: The Knife in the Back

The vast factory building was especially empty, the howling wind echoing throughout.

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan saw An Yan walk in and showed no excitement or collapse of emotion, but quietly watched her, knowing their mother would definitely come.

A woman emerged from the corner, wielding a knife and charging forward, blocking the two children with one hand while holding a black remote control in the other.

"How did you find this place?" The woman instinctively looked toward Ruan Qingqing.

Ruan Qingqing silently took a half step back.

An Yan thought Ruan Qingqing was scared and didn’t mind it. She looked at the woman, "I didn’t call the police, so you don’t need to be nervous. Let them go, and we can forget this ever happened."

The woman yelled with the dagger in hand, "Didn’t I tell you to bring Fu Jinqiao’s head? Did you bring it?"

An Yan raised her hands to her chest, trying to reason with her, "Listen to me, do you want to see my third brother? If you kill Fu Jinqiao, would my third brother hate you? Think about it..."

An Yan saw the two children whispering to each other, knowing they were discussing a strategy.

Fu Jinyan glanced at the bomb timer counting down to just fifteen minutes and whispered, "Brother, you’ve been looking for a long time, can you actually defuse the bomb on us?"

Fu Mu’an hummed, "It’s simple. You input 6240, I’ll input 2375."

Fu Jinyan gave him a look, "You figured it out a while ago, why speak only now?"

Fu Mu’an sighed, "See those two dumb brutes who captured us? If we had solved it too early, they might have found other ways to hurt us. Mom knows I’m a bomb-defusing expert, she relaxed the moment she walked in."

"Brother, you’re the best," Fu Jinyan didn’t skimp on his praise, "But brother, have you thought of a good way to deal with those muscular men?"

Fu Mu’an narrowed his eyes, "When Mom signals me, we’ll quickly input the passwords and defuse the bombs, Mom can handle those muscle men easily."

Fu Jinyan was a bit puzzled, "What is Mom waiting for?"

Fu Mu’an, "Based on previous experience, this illegitimate fan doesn’t have the brains for this kind of plan. Mom is probably waiting for the mastermind behind all this."

While they were talking, the woman’s emotions began to escalate.

"I’m going to blow them up!"

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan saw An Yan give a signal and immediately entered the codes on the bombs tied to them.

When the woman pressed the remote control, the bomb did not explode.

"Why is this happening? Why?"

The woman, mad-like, charged at An Yan, who kicked her away with a foot.

The other fell to the ground and violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, passing out.

An Yan was about to go help the two children but then noticed two men lifting the children high over their heads.

She said in a stern voice, "I can give you however much money you want, but please do not harm them."

"Ahahaha..." The woman’s deranged laughter filled the air.

An Yan saw a woman who looked exactly like herself walking from the factory’s back door.

Her cold eyes narrowed, "Su Manxi."

Su Manxi’s laughter abruptly stopped, and she screamed through gritted teeth, "Mu Anyan, you are a bitch. If it wasn’t for your appearance, I would have married Fu Shiyan. You stole the life I was supposed to have!"

"Even without me, Ayan would not fancy you. With such a malicious mindset, in what way do you deserve him?" An Yan’s voice was soft but laced with unmistakable disdain.

Su Manxi’s eyes brimmed with hatred, but she quickly adjusted herself. She lifted an eyebrow and looked at the two children held in midair, "Although you’ve easily exposed the plan I’ve been scheming for years, I really like this scene!"

She walked around the two men, "What if today, you, this bitch, and the two dead brats disappear together, and afterwards, I take over your identity and live on? After all, I have the same face as you now, it would just take a little ’memory loss’ for Fu Shiyan to belong completely to me!"

"Even though you’ve made yourself look like me, a face is a reflection of the heart, you’re still hideously ugly," An Yan scoffed lightly. "The fake can never become the real thing."

Su Manxi laughed loudly, "No matter, I’ll eliminate you first!"

She looked at the two men, "Throw them to their deaths!"

Just as they were about to act, An Yan threw out two silver needles, stabbing firmly and accurately into the men’s foreheads.

The men lost their strength, and the children fell from midair.

As An Yan was rushing to catch the children, suddenly, a chill ran down her spine.

Looking down, she saw a cold object had pierced through her chest, with fresh red blood dripping slowly down the blade onto the ground.

She did not turn her head, but she already knew who had plunged the sharp dagger into her.

As she rushed forward, Su Manxi also lunged with a dagger towards her.

An Yan raised her hand to push her aside, but it was already too late.

The children hit the ground hard and passed out.

An Yan, enduring the pain, bent down to check the children’s breathing to ensure they were just unconscious before she felt relieved.

Then, Su Manxi charged at her again, holding the dagger towards An Yan’s back of the head.

An Yan swiftly turned around, grasping her wrist, while the blade stopped inches from An Yan’s eyes.

"Ah ah ah ah!" Su Manxi screamed in pain.

An Yan broke her wrist, and the moment the dagger fell, An Yan caught it and pressed it against her face.

"You want my appearance, do you deserve it?"

The sharp, cold blade slowly sliced open Su Manxi’s face.

Forehead, cheeks, both sides of the mouth—all slashed open.

An Yan severed the tendons in Su Manxi’s hands and feet, "I won’t let you die, I want you to live and atone!"

Su Manxi, drenched in a cold sweat from pain, cried out, "Mu Anyan, you will not die a good death! I hate you..."

An Yan gave her a cold glance, then looked at Ruan Qingqing, who was standing there dumbfounded, disappointment in her eyes, "I treated you as a friend, daring to turn my back to you, yet you stabbed me in the back. Ruan Qingqing, how have I wronged you?"

Ruan Qingqing’s breathing was erratic, constantly reminding herself that Mu Anyan was injured.

She had planned for a long time, this stab hit the lungs, she was struggling to breathe, she was dying soon.

Ruan Qingqing watched An Yan approaching and gradually stepped back, "How did you regard me as a friend? You never respected me! Whenever you and Su Yue talked in the office, you stopped whenever I came in! You did not want me to hear, even on the day I brought you coffee!"

An Yan scoffed, "We were teasing Yueyue about secrets among girlfriends, is that something so grand that I have to specifically rehearse it for you?"

Ruan Qingqing clenched her fists, "You’re Galaxy, you hid it from me for five years! Su Yue knew! Gao Min also knew! You just hid it from me!"

An Yan found it ridiculous, "If not for this peculiar competition, I never intended to reveal myself as Galaxy. Why should I randomly tell you I’m Galaxy just to flaunt my superiority in front of you? Ruan Qingqing, when all is said and done, it’s because of Ayan that you’ve turned out this way, right?"