Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 413: Welcoming the Bride

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Welcoming the Bride

Zhou Yi saw Fu Jinqiao trotting over and called out to her, "Little one, why are you running now?"

Lu Wenxin sighed lightly, "You really have no awareness of being a mother. When I was pregnant with you, I hardly took any extra steps; but look at you, running around."

Fu Donglin also frowned, "Both your mother and I have fairly steady personalities, how come it seems like there’s been a genetic mutation with you?"

Indeed, Fu Jinqiao had not inherited her parents’ temperaments, being especially lively.

Of course, she hadn’t inherited their height either, being rather petite.

Especially today, wearing a light pink princess dress, with a light pink crystal hairpin on the side of her head, she looked even more petite and adorable.

Fu Chenyu passed her a piece of shortbread, "Want some?"

Fu Jinqiao took it, "Thanks, bro."

Fu Chenyu hooked up the corners of his mouth, "You’re welcome."

The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hands in pockets. "Jinqiao, do you still hate me?" Fu Chenyu asked.

Fu Jinqiao, eating the shortbread, shook her head, "It’s been so many years; what’s there to hate? But bro, I do hope you can find happiness too."

Fu Chenyu grunted, "When the Fu family kicked me out, I really hated everyone for a while. Then, after hearing about Younger Uncle and An Yan’s situation and enduring some harsh lessons from society, I looked back and realized how lousy I’d been. Being able to be accepted by you all again, I’m grateful for your tolerance."

Fu Jinqiao blinked her eyes, "Bro, are you trying to get me to pass a message for you?"

Fu Chenyu laughed, "At this moment, you’re rather clever. ’Seeing through without pointing out, will always keep you friends.’"

After finishing her shortbread and licking her fingers, she said, "Hey, you don’t need to be embarrassed. You could totally say this to Younger Uncle."

She looked back just as Fu Shiyan was coming out of the dining room.

"Younger Uncle, come here!" Fu Jinqiao waved. Looking at Fu Chenyu, she said, "Younger Uncle is back, and you two haven’t really talked properly. There’s nothing that can’t be resolved. Go for it, I’m off to eat more shortbread—oh my, it’s delicious to tears!"

Fu Shiyan saw her hurrying over and told her to be careful.

He locked eyes with Fu Chenyu and, with a slight smile, walked over to stand beside him.

"Younger Uncle," Fu Chenyu said with great respect.

Fu Shiyan patted his shoulder, "Let’s not bring up the past anymore, Chenyu."

Fu Chenyu sighed, "I’ve had regrets. If I hadn’t been such a jerk, maybe An Yan and I would have worked out."

Fu Shiyan looked at him with a touch of sympathy, big nephew, stop daydreaming.

"Just live a good life with someone who’s right for you."

Fu Chenyu nodded, "Younger Uncle, I wish you and Little Aunt everlasting love and a perfectly matched union."

Fu Shiyan, "Thank you."

Outside the window, Lu Minglan waved at him and then pointed to his wristwatch.

That meant it was time to leave to pick up the bride.

Fu Shiyan strode out of the castle.

In a bespoke black suit, impeccably tailored, with a tall, perfectly proportioned figure, he exuded an attractively chilly and distinguished presence.

He took the bouquet from the hands of Lu Jun with a thank you.

Lu Jun said with a smile, "My dad says there’s no need for thanks, just promise your little sister to the Fu family."

Fu Shiyan ruffled his hair, "You rascal, wanting to rob the cradle?"

Lu Jun batted his eyes, "Uncle Fu is my role model; I learn from Uncle Fu!"

Fu Shiyan: "..."

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan ran over.

"Lu Jun, we usually get along, but why are you setting your sights on my sister?"

"My dad was only eight years older than my mom and that’s acceptable, but you’re a whole ten years older — totally out of the question!"

Lu Jun thought for a moment, "I have a new drone, do you want to play with it?"

Fu Mu’an waved him off, "Don’t think about bribing us!"

Lu Jun scratched his head, "Anyway, what you say doesn’t count!" After that, he ran over to where Lu Minglan was.

Looking up, he said, "Dad, the men of the Fu family are really difficult to nail down!"

Lu Minglan laughed, "Don’t worry; the Fu family loves a good age gap, the bigger the better."

At 8:28 a.m.

Lu Minglan, Bai Qinghan, Shang Wenhang, and Han Yang stood in front of Fu Shiyan in their groomsmen’s attire, each one handsome and striking.

Calling them the most attractive group of groomsmen in history wouldn’t be an overstatement.

Fu Shiyan looked towards them, "Getting the bride won’t be so easy today, after all, there are the four brothers from the Mu Family and the siblings from the Bi Family. I appreciate everyone’s hard work."

Bai Qinghan smiled and said, "Men aren’t really the issue, it’s the bridesmaids we’re afraid of! Teng Rui just sent me a message, saying she has just arrived at the sister-in-law’s place and has threatened to make things tough for us."

Fu Shiyan let out a light sigh, "It seems like we might not be able to count on you guys after all."

He rubbed the heads of the two little ones, "It’s up to you two now." After speaking, he took the two little ones and got into the leading car.

Bai Qinghan asked Shang Wenhang, "What does Brother Yan mean?"

Shang Wenhang chuckled, "He’s saying you’re not as good as his sons."

Bai Qinghan twitched the corner of his mouth, "So, he didn’t mention you, just me?"

Shang Wenhang nodded, "Indeed, just you."

Bai Qinghan, "Go to hell!"

The leading car was a white Rolls-Royce, its hood was covered with red roses, followed by a black Rolls-Royce.

The implication was growing old together.

Initially thinking that it wasn’t too many kilometers away and that they would arrive soon, they didn’t expect to be stopped halfway by two men, Bi Zhan and Bi Chong.

Fu Shiyan handed each of the little ones a property certificate, "Go on, my sons."

Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan hopped out of the car and ran over, each standing in front of Bi Zhan and Bi Chong, respectively.

"Big uncle, this is a gift from Dad to you and big auntie."

"Younger uncle, this is a gift from Dad to you."

Bi Zhan smiled and patted Fu Mu’an’s head, "Where do you have an auntie?"

Fu Mu’an smiled, "Dad said that if big uncle accepts this property certificate, big auntie will come."

"Such a little devil!"

Bi Chong, unwilling to be shown up, "Hey, little devil, why didn’t you say this gift is for the younger auntie?"

Fu Jinyan uttered a sound, "If younger uncle dresses up as a girl today, how will he find a younger auntie?"

Bi Chong ground his teeth, "That Old Dog Fu is teaching the kids all sorts of nonsense! We can’t let you through today!"

Fu Jinyan clung tightly to his legs and shouted back, "The enemy has been controlled by us, Dad, charge!"

Bi Zhan laughed so hard he doubled over and then looked at Fu Mu’an, "Aren’t you going to hug me?"

Fu Mu’an held the man’s hand, "Big uncle is handsome and kind-hearted, he wouldn’t do something to break up a marriage."

Bi Zhan, "..."

Han Yang, seeing this, couldn’t help but give Fu Shiyan a thumbs up.

His two sons are really exceptional!

He stepped on the gas pedal and drove past, with the procession following behind.

Fu Mu’an shook Bi Zhan’s hand, "Big uncle, Yanyan and I will ride in your car to fetch the bride."

Bi Chong sighed, "Just left them behind like that? Is he really the father?"

Fu Jinyan sighed, "You felt it too? My brother and I are like bonus gifts with a recharge."

Bi Zhan laughed and carried Fu Mu’an towards the car.

Bi Chong, looking at Fu Jinyan clinging to his leg, "Little devil, can you walk now?"

Fu Jinyan shook his head, "I seem to have caught some disease where I don’t have legs."

Bi Chong burst out laughing, "Alright, younger uncle will carry you."

He picked up Fu Jinyan and walked toward the car.

Fu Jinyan wrapped his arms around his neck, "Younger uncle, if you never get married in this lifetime, can I inherit your estate?"

Bi Chong, "..."

The two little ones sat in the back seat.

After Bi Chong got into the passenger seat, Bi Zhan drove and followed behind.

Fu Mu’an asked, "Younger uncle, what’s planned for a while?"

Bi Chong turned around and smiled, "Your four uncles are guarding the door."

Fu Mu’an took out his phone and called Fu Shiyan, "Dad, all four uncles are standing guard at the door. You guys have to come up with a strategy. Yanyan and I will go find Mom first, infiltrating the enemy!"

Fu Shiyan picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke to the groomsmen, "Those four uncles of mine have turned into door gods, it’s all up to you guys in a while."