Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 417 New Wedding Gift

Chapter 417: Chapter 417 New Wedding Gift

As their voices fell, Fu Shiyan kissed An Yan.

Both of them couldn’t help but shed tears.

Fu Shiyan hugged the person in his arms tightly, "Yanyan, I love you."

"I love you too, Ayan."

Si Mian made a noise, "Excuse me, you guys haven’t exchanged rings yet! Did you forget this part?"

Fu Shiyan and An Yan showed her the rings on their hands, "Because once they’re on, they can never be taken off, so we don’t need that part."

Si Mian suddenly understood, "Are they tattooed rings? Wow, that’s cool. I need to ask mom about this."

Fu Shiyan & An Yan: This novel train of thought.

The little girl, all innocent, ran up to Su Yue, "Mom, is your and dad’s ring tattooed on?"

"No."

"Huh, that’s weird," Si Mian suddenly thought of something, "Mom, why didn’t Mianmian attend your and dad’s wedding?"

Su Yue put her on her lap, "Because you weren’t born yet."

Si Mian looked at Fu Mu’an and Fu Jinyan, "I’m so jealous that Anan and Yanyan got to attend mom and dad’s wedding. Maybe mom and dad could get married again?"

Su Yue: "...Kids always have the most bizarre ideas."

Before she could get an answer, Si Mian started to cry pitifully.

Fu Jinyan took her small chubby hand, "Mianmian, let’s go get some dessert, okay?"

Si Mian nodded, wiped her tears, jumped down from Su Yue’s lap, and grasped Fu Jinyan’s hand as they headed straight for the dessert area.

The long table was covered with a white cloth, adorned with delicate desserts.

As Si Mian was short, she had to stand on her tiptoes to look.

Fu Jinyan picked her up, "I’ll hold you up, just say whichever you want to eat."

Si Mian, with eyes bigger than her stomach, wanted almost every item.

Fu Jinyan put her down, "Then I’ll get you a piece of everything."

Si Mian’s eyes curved into crescents as she clapped her hands, "You’re the best, Yanyan! I love you the most."

She jumped and threw herself into Fu Jinyan’s arms, but he staggered back, and they both fell to the ground.

Si Mian’s little mouth ended up firmly planted on Fu Jinyan’s mouth.

This scene was witnessed by everyone.

Su Yue’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, her daughter had really tackled someone.

She raised her hand to her forehead, her head aching.

Up on the stage, An Yan laughed, "It’s over, your son is the one underneath."

Having witnessed the scene, Fu Shiyan sighed, "It’s all Su Yue’s daughter’s fault for being so fierce."

At this moment, the two children, still in the same position, attracted everyone’s attention.

Si Mian looked at Fu Jinyan, whose face was red as a monkey’s butt, "Big brother, your face is so red. Shall I blow on it to cool you down?"

She puckered her lips and blew.

Fu Jinyan realized this was what adults referred to as the ’first kiss’.

Mianmian had given him her first kiss, and he was responsible for it.

"Mianmian, you just kissed me. You have to take responsibility and marry me later."

Hearing this, Si Mian’s eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, "Okay, Mianmian will marry Jinyan when she grows up!"

Finally, Su Yue rushed over to lift Si Mian up; she was about to lose face completely.

"Yanyan, was everything okay just now?"

Fu Jinyan nodded, speaking quite seriously, "Auntie Yueyue, Mianmian just stole my first kiss, she has to take responsibility."

Su Yue ground her teeth, Fu Jinyan completely inherited Fu Shiyan’s sly fox traits, such a wily little man!

She smiled, about to say let’s talk when you’re older, needing to salvage some dignity.

But then Si Mian nodded, "Mom, Mianmian will marry Jinyan when she grows up. Big brother said since I kissed him, I have to take responsibility."

Su Yue’s head throbbed. "Yanyan, you’re in ’CPU sleep’."

Fu Jinyan chuckled, "Auntie Yueyue, what you’re talking about is called PUA. But how could I ever resort to PUA on my woman?"

Su Yue’s mouth twitched; she seriously suspected the kid had surfed the internet too much, causing him to grow up too fast.

Si Mian wriggled out of her embrace and grabbed Fu Jinyan’s hand, "Brother, let’s go have some dessert."

"Okay."

Watching her own Xiao Hua being led away left her feeling somewhat dejected.

However, thinking about how Fu Jinyan resembled An Yan immensely made her feel somewhat relieved.

Fu Mu’an: So I was naturally not suited for Si Mian, right!

Fu Shiyan, holding An Yan, walked into the castle, "I have a gift for you."

"What gift?"

"Wait till you discover it yourself."

Fu Shiyan set her down, and the two of them were standing exactly on the tiles marked with arrows.

An Yan followed the arrows, with Fu Shiyan following her.

Inside the castle, every corner was adorned with red roses that An Yan liked, as vibrant and luscious as An Yan was today.

The two of them ascended the zigzag staircase and arrived at the third room on the second floor, on the south side.

Here, the arrows abruptly ended.

An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan, "Is it here?"

"Open the door and see."

An Yan pressed down on the doorknob, pushed the door open, and lights turned on, with white furry carpet covered in rose petals, even on the bed.

"Are we staying here tonight?"

Fu Shiyan nodded.

An Yan noticed an oblong object covered with a red velvet cloth standing against the wall opposite the bed.

"What is this?"

Fu Shiyan said softly, "Lift the curtain and see."

An Yan felt his mysterious yet expectant demeanor amusing and couldn’t help but smile.

She lifted the curtain, and her smile stiffened; her eyes instantly moistened.

It was a giant painting, two meters long and one and a half meters wide.

The woman in the painting was her, standing amid a sea of roses.

From the background, An Yan recognized it was the Mu Family manor.

"The first time you went to Mu Family manor, standing in the sea of flowers, I secretly took this."

What shocked An Yan wasn’t that he had retrieved the earlier photograph and turned it into a painting but that the painting had her in a pure white knee-length puff-sleeve dress, and the vast sea of roses all embedded with diamonds.

Fu Shiyan stood behind her, embracing her, his chin resting on her shoulder, and laughed softly, "During your hospitalization, I regained my memory and had my fourth brother help me fix the photo. I find this photo very memorable; it was your first time at the Mu Family manor. There are forty-three thousand nine hundred eighteen diamonds in total on the painting, all hand-attached by me, hoping to give it to you as a wedding gift."

An Yan felt a profound sense of emotion; she turned and buried her head in his chest, "You always make me cry."

Fu Shiyan said with a laugh, "I only want to make you cry in bed."

An Yan looked up, hooked her hands around his neck, and pulled him down.

Fu Shiyan unhesitatingly kissed her, his searing breath surrounding her; his hand reached for the V-neckline, just about to forcefully rip, but An Yan stopped his hand, "I know you men have this fetish, but could you not rip it, please? You designed it, and I really like it."

Fu Shiyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice husky, "Then not this one, let’s rip something else."

The wedding dress was carefully removed, leaving only the underwear.

Fu Shiyan watched the divinely beautiful rounds enveloped by lace, almost taking his life.

He whispered in An Yan’s ear, "Can this be torn?"

"I also quite like thi—"

With a ripping sound... An Yan hadn’t finished her sentence, and the gossamer-thin underwear fluttered to the ground...