Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 402: Slapping Faces and Abusing Trash

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: Slapping Faces and Abusing Trash

Ruan Qingqing’s cheeks were wet with tears, "An Yan, I never intended to destroy your marriage."

"I never intended? Yet you did it," An Yan interjected, "Ruan Qingqing, I never thought that someone so close to me would be such a snake, biting me viciously when I least expected it."

"That night, I couldn’t fend off Fu Shiyan," Ruan Qingqing pleaded her innocence, "Now I am pregnant, I must have some explanation, right?"

"Do you want me to give my place to you?"

Ruan Qingqing shook her head, "I just want to keep this child."

An Yan chuckled softly, "Ruan Qingqing, a few days ago you approached me about this matter because you wanted to see me and Ayan grow suspicious of each other and divorce. Things didn’t go as you planned, did they? You’re disappointed and surprised, aren’t you? That’s why you came here today, firstly to publicly expose this matter, making it widely known to slap me severely; secondly, you’re worried I would do something behind your back to get rid of the child in your womb."

Watching Ruan Qingqing about to speak, An Yan cut her off, "There’s no need for futile explanations. Do you think I couldn’t tolerate your child?"

An Yan tilted her head with a smile, "Of course I can tolerate it, after all, it’s not my husband’s child."

Hearing such certainty from An Yan, the people around couldn’t help but talk eagerly.

"Mrs. Fu is so sure, then the child in her womb is definitely not President Fu’s."

"Exactly, does President Fu seem undiscriminating? Accustomed to delicacies from land and sea, how could he stomach coarse grains?"

"And she dares to make such accusations without even looking at herself in the mirror!"

"Plastic best friends these days are truly nauseating, always saying they are close to you but coveting your man behind your back."

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Though Ruan Qingqing had braced herself, the harsh discussions around still made her feel humiliated.

She tilted her chin up slightly, "At 16 weeks, you can do an amniocentesis for a DNA test; I am sure this child is Fu Shiyan’s."

An Yan looked at her indifferently, "Ruan Qingqing, did you see your own shamelessness when you looked in the mirror?"

Ruan Qingqing pursed her lips, "Not everything can be blamed on me."

An Yan grabbed Fu Shiyan’s hand, "Ruan Qingqing, the person who can’t tolerate the child in your womb has never been me, but yourself. Let me show you something."

An Yan walked aside with Fu Shiyan, and the host followed.

The big screen on the stage displayed a surveillance video.

A slick-haired man entered a guest room, and soon after, Ruan Qingqing, supporting Fu Shiyan, also entered that room, but quickly Fu Shiyan left and entered the next room.

Then it fast-forwarded, at half-past five in the early morning the next day, Fu Shiyan entered, and the man left.

Another video played, showing from Fu Shiyan’s point of view, evidently, the camera was on him.

It captured the moment Ruan Qingqing woke up and their conversation.

Ruan Qingqing was shocked by the scene, "So you planned all this?"

An Yan smiled lightly, "I just followed your plan, didn’t I?"

Footage from a bar played on the big screen.

Ruan Qingqing was seen dropping a pill into a drinking glass, and after Fu Shiyan came back from the restroom, he drank it.

Ruan Qingqing accused An Yan, "So you planned for me to be with another man?"

An Yan shrugged, "Did you expect me to just watch you sleep with my man? How dare you question me now? Where do you get the nerve?"

Ruan Qingqing staggered back a step, "The child in my womb isn’t Fu Shiyan’s."

An Yan scoffed, "Yes, and the sperm you froze at the hospital isn’t Ayan’s either."

Ruan Qingqing’s eyes were filled with intense hatred, "I didn’t expect you to be so wary of me, today you just set a trap to mock me, didn’t you?"

An Yan narrowed her eyes, "Ruan Qingqing, you really are shameless trying to turn the blame around! But the way you stab me in the back is even more despised!"

Ruan Qingqing’s eyes widened instantly, that statement was enough to make her realize that Mu Anyan had recovered her memory.

"I didn’t regain my memory, I never lost it in the first place!"

Ruan Qingqing felt a ringing in her ears, and she nearly lost her balance.

She had never lost her memory at all!

So all this time, Mu Anyan had been watching her act, watching her anxiously and cautiously fearing Mu Anyan would regain her memory, watching her smugly thinking she had claimed Fu Shiyan and was carrying his child, watching her embarrass herself in public, watching her downfall.

"Mu Anyan, you’re killing me with your schemes!"

An Yan’s smiling face disappeared, "You teamed up with a sasaeng fan promising to help her get rid of Fu Jinqiao, thus using her to frame Su Manxi, then colluding with Su Manxi to kidnap Anan and Yanyan, and exploiting my trust in you to stab me in the back with a deadly blade, hit me with a rock, and even attempted to set us on fire to dispose of the bodies. Ruan Qingqing, what a grand game you’ve played!"

Ruan Qingqing took a deep breath, "Where’s your evidence?"

"Evidence, you say?" An Yan clapped her hands, and Han Yang, holding a remote control, came over with two bodyguards escorting a man.

Ruan Qingqing’s pupils shrank, she knew her secrets were about to be revealed.

Han Yang kicked the man in the knee, and the man fell to the ground in pain.

"Speak!"

The man recounted how Ruan Qingqing had hired him to harm An Yan, including a recording of their phone conversation.

Han Yang pressed the remote control, and a chandelier above the stage instantly fell and shattered on the ground.

Had anyone been on stage, they would have been injured.

Ruan Qingqing felt that she had been too hasty, no, it was that Mu Anyan was too cunning.

She felt a severe pain in her lower abdomen, and blood started to flow out.

She knew the child could not be saved.

She didn’t want to save it, for it wasn’t Fu Shiyan’s child and didn’t deserve to live within her.

She was filled with hatred!

She had thought her years of secret love would finally see the light of day, but she hadn’t expected such an outcome.

Soon, the police arrived.

Ruan Qingqing knew that she was suspected of murder and would definitely be sentenced to death.

She glared at An Yan with ferocity, "I will haunt you even after death!"

An Yan smiled lightly, "If you hadn’t said that, I might have forgiven you and not pressed charges. But now, because of your words, everything’s over."

Ruan Qingqing was shocked for a moment before the police took her away.

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, "Would you really have forgiven her?"

"Of course not, I just wanted her to regret it." An Yan smirked, "I’m not a saint. You know why I don’t have many bad romances?"

Fu Shiyan laughed, "I’d love to hear it."

An Yan replied, "Because my fists make the point."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "Got it, from now on if any woman with ill intentions comes close to me, I’ll give her a punch right away."

Two kids ran onto the stage and hugged An Yan’s legs.

Fu Mu’an glanced at Fu Shiyan, "Dad, why did you say you’d love to hear something bad, like inviting trouble?"

Fu Shiyan: "?"

Fu Jinyan explained, "’Trouble’ is poop, Daddy!"

Fu Shiyan: "..." Really, my beloved son!

At that moment, unnoticed by anyone, Fang Zhou put down the red wine in his hand and left the banquet hall.