Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 55 She’s Coach Seduced Me

Chapter 55: Chapter 55 She’s Coach Seduced Me

An Yan pursed her lips and walked over.

Fu Chenyu let out a light sneer, "Well, isn’t this obedience? An Yan, are you playing nice because you want to climb into my younger uncle’s bed? Or have you already done so?"

When she reached the man, An Yan dared not look up at his angry, handsome face.

Fu Shiyan spoke coldly, "If she could climb into my bed, that would mean I allowed her to seduce me."

He looked at the girl in front of him, "Come with me."

An Yan followed his steps.

Fu Chenyu watched their retreating figures with a stunned face. What was going on?

He questioned, "Younger Uncle, are you two really together?"

Fu Shiyan’s step faltered, and he turned back to gaze at him, exuding a bone-chilling coldness, "Don’t let me catch you bothering her again, you can’t afford the consequences!"

Fu Chenyu clenched his fists. He did not like how Fu Shiyan was protecting An Yan; he smelled a strong scent of an affair between them.

Why should he have to give his fiancée, whom he hadn’t tasted yet, to another man?

His eyes were filled with unwillingness; he had to have An Yan!

An Yan, following behind Fu Shiyan, explained in a low voice, "Jinqiao went to take a shower and asked me to wait for her in the study. I didn’t expect Fu Chenyu to come."

Fu Shiyan suddenly stopped walking, and An Yan, unable to halt in time, bumped straight into him, her nose suddenly feeling sore.

She rubbed her nose tip, "Ow, that hurts!"

He turned to survey her, "What a delicate flower! Have you figured out what you did wrong yet?"

An Yan bit her lip and looked up at him, "I was wrong not to tell you the truth."

Fu Shiyan let out a faint sigh from his nostrils, "You still don’t understand."

He turned to leave.

An Yan stepped forward and grabbed his shirt, "Then, will you tell me, please?"

Just as Fu Shiyan was about to say something, he saw Fu Jinqiao running over, her freshly blow-dried hair still fragrant, "Younger Uncle, oh! An Yan, you’re out!"

An Yan let go of her hand and nodded.

"Why are your eyes all red?"

An Yan replied, "Just now my eyelashes got into my eyes."

Fu Shiyan spoke in a quiet voice, "There’s an auction tonight, Jinqiao you’re coming with me."

Fu Jinqiao, who loved lively events, took An Yan’s hand, "If you’re free tonight, come with me, okay?"

An Yan glanced at Fu Shiyan, who showed no warmth, making it clear he did not want her to come. She was just about to decline.

Then she saw Fu Shiyan turn and walk forward, leaving a sentence, "Find her a suitable dress."

Fu Jinqiao clicked her tongue, "My younger uncle is quite nice to you."

"Why do you say that?"

"He’s cold to everyone else. Maybe it’s because he thinks you are my coach, so he treats you better and can properly teach me. Also, my brother cheated, so the Fu Family owes you, and my younger uncle wants to treat you a bit better."

An Yan nodded in agreement, "You make sense."

Fu Jinqiao arm-in-arm with her, "Let’s go, this morning my younger uncle sent me a lot of dresses, shoes, and handbags. I was wondering what was going on? Turns out he wanted to take me to the auction! Tonight, whatever you like, just bid on it; my younger uncle is loaded."

Ten minutes later, Fu Jinqiao looked at the ten dresses thoughtfully, "An Yan, there are exactly five dresses here you can wear. Could it be that my younger uncle had already bought your size in advance?"

An Yan smiled, "Maybe he wasn’t sure about your size, so he bought five of each size."

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "You’re right. You’re smart."

An Yan bent her lips into a smile.

Fu Jinqiao chose a light pink off-the-shoulder knee-length dress, looking lively and adorable.

An Yan, on the other hand, picked out a white lace dress that reached her ankles, paired with silver high heels, dignified and elegant.

The two of them applied light makeup.

Fu Jinqiao even found a crystal hairpin and clipped it to the side of An Yan’s head, "So pretty, and so gentle and serene." Then she handed her a clutch, "Put your phone in here. An Yan, you’re simply gorgeous."

As the two walked out of the room, they encountered Fu Shiyan.

The man was dressed in a crisp Mo-colored suit, his tailored trousers enveloping his long legs, a walking epitome of allure.

His gaze lightly swept over An Yan, "I’ll take you to Bo’er Restaurant for dinner later."

Fu Jinqiao was thrilled, "Younger Uncle loves me the most!"

She held An Yan’s hand, "The steak at Bo’er Restaurant is particularly delicious. I’ve been craving it ever since I was abroad."

As the three of them went downstairs.

Zhou Yi was stunned; she asked Lu Wenxin beside her, "Wenxin, is that An Yan?"

Lu Wenxin nodded, "Yes, mom."

Zhou Yi felt that An Yan looked like a fairy when she dressed up; she seemed to match Fu Shiyan perfectly no matter how you looked at them.

She said, "An Yan, stand next to Shiyan for me to have a look."

An Yan walked over, and Zhou Yi’s smile was so wide she could almost not close her mouth, as if she was seeing her future daughter-in-law.

"How can this girl be so pretty!" Zhou Yi did not skimp on her praise.

An Yan gave a faint smile, "Thank you for the compliment, Old Madam."

Fu Jinqiao came over, "Stop with the ’Old Madam’ already, just call her Grandma like I do."

Only then did Zhou Yi realize how preposterous her thoughts had been.

An Yan tugged at her lips, "Grandma."

Fu Shiyan’s face turned dark instantly, and he strode toward the door, "You two, hurry up and follow."

Fu Jinqiao clicked her tongue, "Why is my younger uncle so moody? He ought to find a girlfriend; otherwise, he’ll have hormonal imbalances!"

Assistant Han drove the trio to Bo’er Restaurant.

Fu Jinqiao chattered non-stop throughout the meal; her little mouth didn’t stop moving for food or talk.

She rubbed her belly, "Wait for me a moment, I’m going to the restroom."

Only Fu Shiyan and An Yan were left at the dining table.

An Yan propped her cheeks with her hands shaped like flower petals, "Younger Uncle, did you prepare a gown for me on purpose?"

Fu Shiyan’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "You’re being a bit self-delusional."

"Younger Uncle, having such a hard mouth can make it difficult to find a girlfriend."

Fu Shiyan’s lips curved up, "And what if other places are hard?"

An Yan, looking at the man’s abstinent and scholarly face saying such teasing words, couldn’t help but glare at him.

The man chuckled lowly, looking quite the charmer.

An Yan felt she was being played with, and suddenly a sense of challenge and a desire to win arose in her.

So...

Fu Shiyan’s smiling face suddenly stiffened; he felt something creeping into his trouser leg.

Looking at the girl opposite him with a mischievous smile, he suddenly caught the restless little foot and placed it on his thigh, his fingertips lightly tracing her sole.

An Yan, ticklish, couldn’t help but giggle out loud.

"Stop it, don’t tickle, it’s so ticklish..."

"Younger Uncle, I was wrong, please I’m begging you."

"Haha..."

An Yan saw Fu Jinqiao walking back their way, holding back her laughter, "Let go, Jinqiao is coming back."

Fu Shiyan’s hand hidden under the table continued its mischief.

An Yan bit her lip hard, she suddenly stretched out a foot and gently tapped.

Fu Shiyan immediately let go, his dark eyes narrowing as if to say, "An Yan, you’re done for!"

Fu Jinqiao returned to the table, "Let’s go."

Fu Shiyan cleared his throat, "You two go ahead; I’ll pay the bill."

An Yan blinked, feigning concern, "Younger Uncle, are you not feeling well?"

Fu Jinqiao exclaimed in shock, "Younger Uncle, what’s wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital? At this age, it’s inevitable to have a little problem here and there."

Fu Shiyan’s forehead vein throbbed, "No, you two go ahead."

An Yan looked at Fu Jinqiao, "Jinqiao, you go find Assistant Han. I’ll stay here and keep an eye on Younger Uncle; he doesn’t look too good."

Fu Jinqiao panicked, acknowledged with an "Oh," and hurriedly ran downstairs.

An Yan shook her little head in triumph.

Fu Shiyan gritted his teeth, "An Yan, have you forgotten that I’m still mad at you?"

An Yan felt proud for a moment; she truly had forgotten that the man, that petty tyrant, was still angry with her.

Her mistake, the trouble she had caused.

She rose and approached to make amends, "Younger Uncle, don’t be..." mad.

The man pulled her onto his lap in one quick motion, pinching her chin and planting a kiss on her, their lips and teeth grinding together before he released her.

"What do you think Jinqiao’s reaction would be if she saw us like this?" Fu Shiyan whispered into her ear, his voice seductively mesmerizing, "I’ll just say that her coach tried to seduce me!"