Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 399: This Child is Ayan’s

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: This Child is Ayan’s

An Yan closed her laptop and massaged her temples.

Half a month had passed since the incident, and if Ruan Qingqing were pregnant, it should have been clear by now, but she showed no urgency to get tested. It seemed it was time for An Yan to lend her a helping hand.

There was a knock on the door.

An Yan said, "Come in."

Ruan Qingqing opened the door and asked, "What would you like for lunch?"

An Yan leaned back in her chair, "My head hurts a bit, I don’t feel like eating. You and Yueyue go ahead."

Ruan Qingqing came in, looking concerned, "Why do you have a headache?"

"These past few days, some chaotic memories have emerged in my mind," An Yan said, frowning. "I should probably go to the hospital to check if this means I am recovering my memories."

Ruan Qingqing felt as if she was plunged into an icy cellar, her body turning cold.

She forced a smile, "That would be good, to get it checked as soon as possible. Regaining your memory is a good thing."

An Yan looked at her and smiled, "Good."

Ruan Qingqing wasn’t panicked; she went to eat with Su Yue as normal, then worked on her drawing drafts before leaving the design studio when work was over.

However, on her way home, she stopped at a pharmacy and bought two pregnancy tests.

She rushed home, not even bothering to change her shoes before dashing into the restroom to take the tests.

Ten minutes later, when she saw two lines on both pregnancy tests, she was ecstatic with joy.

Who said only Mu Anyan could have Fu Shiyan’s child? She, Ruan Qingqing, could too.

If only Mu Anyan and those two children had died back then, she could have married Fu Shiyan without much effort.

Now that Mu Anyan seemed to be regaining her memory, if she remembered everything, she certainly wouldn’t let her off the hook.

It seemed she had to break the news of her pregnancy soon and claim Fu Shiyan for herself.

Even if Mu Anyan regained her memory, without any other evidence, nothing could be proved against her.

With Fu Shiyan’s child, he would surely stand by her side.

A man who was abandoned would always find comfort in a woman who adored and revered him.

The next day.

Ruan Qingqing came to An Yan’s office and directly sat on the visitor’s chair.

An Yan was drinking lemon water, "What’s wrong, Qingqing?"

Ruan Qingqing handed her a report.

An Yan took it and looked slightly shocked, "You’re pregnant? When did you get a boyfriend?"

Ruan Qingqing pursed her lips, "An Yan, I want to keep this child."

"Then keep it! What about the man? What’s his situation?"

"A one-night stand," Ruan Qingqing said straightforwardly.

"A one-night stand?" An Yan was very surprised, "Then why keep it?"

Ruan Qingqing sighed softly, "An Yan, I’ve loved this man for a long time, and he was very passionate that night."

"Does he know?"

"Not yet, but I hope to keep the child."

"Qingqing, raising a child is no small matter. A child needs a father."

Ruan Qingqing wiped her tears, "An Yan, I’m sorry."

An Yan frowned, "Qingqing, what are you sorry for? What do you want to say?"

Ruan Qingqing sniffled, "An Yan, I beg your forgiveness."

An Yan chuckled lightly, "Qingqing, don’t tell me, this child is Shiyan’s."

Ruan Qingqing said nothing, just kept apologizing.

"Get out," An Yan said sternly, "I don’t want to see you, get out!"

Ruan Qingqing, wiping her tears, left the office.

She packed her personal belongings and left the design studio; after all, she and An Yan had fallen out, and she couldn’t stay any longer.

She was now waiting for the news of An Yan and Fu Shiyan’s divorce.

But not only did she not receive news about their divorce, she also heard that Fu Shiyan was planning to throw a birthday party for An Yan.

She learned this from Su Yue.

The day before An Yan’s birthday, Su Yue, who had just learned that Ruan Qingqing was pregnant with Fu Shiyan’s child, called Ruan Qingqing.

"Ruan Qingqing, to think An Yan treated you as her best friend. Is this how you repay her? Beware of fire, beware of theft, and beware of best friends, where is your shame?"

Facing Su Yue’s barrage of questions, Ruan Qingqing merely responded softly, "I’ve been in love with Fu Shiyan for a long time too, six years. Besides, that night, it was Fu Shiyan who made the move. I couldn’t resist at all."

Su Yue cursed loudly, "You knew how hard it was for An Yan, waiting for Fu Shiyan all those years. How has An Yan treated you? Did a dog eat your conscience?"

Ruan Qingqing sighed lightly, "I naturally wouldn’t reject a man I love. Which woman wouldn’t love a remarkable man? I thought it was just a fleeting affair, but then I got pregnant. I have to think about the child in my belly."

Su Yue snorted, "Then keep being the mistress! Your child is a bastard! An Yan and Fu Shiyan aren’t going to get divorced! Just give up!"

"What did you say?"

Su Yue scoffed, "Are you deaf? I’m telling you, not only did An Yan forgive Fu Shiyan, but he is also planning a birthday party for her! You are nothing! Less than nothing!"

Ruan Qingqing felt the room spin. With Mu Anyan’s personality, she definitely wouldn’t be able to tolerate this.

She couldn’t forget the look of disappointment in Mu Anyan’s eyes.

She had been sure that An Yan would confront Fu Shiyan in a huge fight, and then divorce him.

But now, Su Yue was telling her that things weren’t going as she had anticipated.

Why?

Why was this happening?

Her mind was a mess as she placed her hand on her lower abdomen—inside was the result of her and Fu Shiyan’s actions.

It must be because of the child in Mu Anyan’s belly that she had forgiven Fu Shiyan.

Therefore, the child in Mu Anyan’s belly couldn’t be kept.

A fierce gleam flashed through her eyes.

Taking advantage of the night, she went deep into an alley and handed a man a kraft paper bag, instructing him that he could only succeed, not fail.

Bishui Bay.

Su Yue glared at An Yan, who was eating grapes, "Could you not gasp so much when you talk?"

An Yan, smiling, stuffed a grape into her mouth, "Is it tasty?"

"Tasty my ass!" Su Yue chewed the grape and tossed her phone onto the coffee table, "Do you have any idea how mad I was when you said Old Dog Fu got Ruan Qingqing pregnant? I blew through two red lights to get here, and I even sped—you know that, right? You’re paying for those tickets."

An Yan laughed heartily, "Wasn’t I just firing up your passionate cosmos? Don’t be angry, have another grape."

Su Yue grabbed a bunch of grapes and ate them fervently, "First, you gasp so much when you talk, and you only told me the truth after I had already scolded Ruan Qingqing. Second, you don’t have amnesia at all, you were just toying with my feelings. God knows how many tears I’ve shed! Just for these two reasons, let’s settle the emotional damages."

Fu Shiyan walked out of the kitchen, laughing, carrying a steaming pot of spicy hotpot, and placed it on a wooden mat on the coffee table before setting out dipping sauces and utensils.

"Yanyan was worried you wouldn’t take it well, so she didn’t tell you."

Su Yue snorted, "Now every time I see you, I can’t help but really feel what’s happened between Ruan Qingqing and you. Oh, it really makes me mad."

Fu Shiyan, smiling, took the fruit plate from Su Yue’s hand, "You eat with Yanyan, she’s been craving it for two days."

Su Yue picked up a meatball with her Chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and took a bite, "Let me tell you, even though I ate your hot pot, you still have to settle that compensation."

An Yan nodded, burying her head in her meal, "Settle, settle, I’ll pay you after we eat."

As Su Yue ate, tears began to streak down her face.

An Yan quickly handed her a tissue, "Is it too spicy, or did you bite your mouth?"

Su Yue put down her utensils and hugged An Yan, starting to cry, "Ruan Qingqing is really heartless, you were so good to her, and she just turns around and not only targets you but also wants to take two little lives. She’s so cruel, just like a cold-hearted ingrate!"

An Yan knew Su Yue was just feeling sorry for her.

"I’m quite disappointed too, I never expected she would hide her intentions so well. I treated her like a friend, and she stabbed me in the back."

Su Yue sniffled, "Let me tell you, Baby Yan, you absolutely can’t let her off! Such a vicious woman, if you keep her around, she’s definitely going to hurt you and those close to you."

An Yan nodded, patting Su Yue, "Don’t worry, tomorrow’s birthday party will be her last chance to make trouble."

Fu Shiyan walked out from the kitchen again to witness this scene.

He frowned and walked over, "Su Yue, when you leave, could you take the trash bag out with you?"

Su Yue, upon hearing the man’s dismissive order, was distinctly annoyed, but she laughed, "That will have to wait until tomorrow morning then. I’ve already told Si Heng I’m staying over with Baby Yan tonight."

Fu Shiyan: "..."

Forty minutes later, Si Heng stood at the door, yawning, "Honey, come home. I can’t sleep without you."

Su Yue’s mouth twitched; she had just lain down.

This Old Dog Fu is literally a wife-obsessive fanatic.

Fu Shiyan, with his arm around An Yan’s waist, waved towards Su Yue, "Be careful on your way home, and don’t forget, the trash bag."