Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 58: Simply Inhumanly Extravagant

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Simply Inhumanly Extravagant

Sure, here’s the English translation:

Of course, Fu Shiyan had caught on to this as well.

He smiled, the little thing had good taste.

The host introduced, "This is a pear-shaped diamond weighing 236.32 carats, the largest white diamond in history, mined and polished in South Africa 30 years ago. The starting bid is fifty million."

"Sixty million!"

"Sixty-five million!"

"Seventy million!"

...

Qiao Jie: "One hundred and twenty million!"

"One hundred and fifty million!"

Qiao Jie: "Two hundred million!"

The person who was bidding earlier wanted to continue but was stopped by someone beside them, "Are you crazy? The Qiao family and the Fu family are about to enter a marriage alliance, Miss Qiao represents President Fu. Are you trying to compete with President Fu for the item?"

The person held back, realizing that even if their own wife liked it, they couldn’t continue fighting for it. After all, who could afford to offend Fu Shiyan, the business tycoon?

A lazy voice rang out, "Three hundred million!"

The crowd inhaled sharply and looked toward the voice, which belonged to Mu Qianfan.

An Yan also turned to look, her gaze meeting the other’s phoenix eyes.

Mu Qianfan hooked the corner of his lips.

Qiao Jie pursed her lips, then called out a bid, "Four hundred million!"

Mu Qianfan: "Five hundred million!"

The auction hall fell silent, all waiting for the next bid.

Fu Shiyan raised the paddle in his hand, "One billion!"

The crowd: "..."

Fu Jinqiao was taken aback by the sudden bid, "Younger Uncle, are you buying it to give it to me?"

Fu Shiyan cast her a glance before looking straight ahead.

An Yan felt a small thrill of excitement in her heart, could it be meant for her?

That’s so extravagantly generous; she loved it!

Seeing that no one was bidding anymore, the host raised the gavel, "One billion for the first time! One billion for the second time! One billion for the third time! Congratulations Mr. Fu for winning this rare diamond!"

Qiao Jie frowned slightly, not sure whom Fu Shiyan would give the diamond to, feeling a tinge of jealousy in her heart.

The people around her congratulated her, "It’s said that the Fu family and the Qiao family are entering a marriage alliance. It seems President Fu bought it to give to Miss Qiao."

"Yes, next time we meet, we’ll have to address her as Mrs. Fu."

"Please look after us in the future, Mrs. Fu!"

...

Qiao Jie listened to these flattering words but didn’t deny them. If Old Master Fu recognized her, then she was to be the future mistress of the Fu family.

She nodded and smiled in response.

Afterward, Fu Shiyan also won a pair of 3.11-carat round-cut diamond earrings. Though they weren’t large in carats, they were exquisite in cut and precious.

After the auction, Fu Shiyan brought Fu Jinqiao and An Yan to sign the contract and make the payment with the organizers.

Qiao Jie had won a necklace, so she bumped into them while making her payment.

Her gaze fell upon the shopping bag Han Yang carried behind Fu Shiyan, the spoils of tonight’s auction.

She hoped those diamonds were hers, not because of the money but because they were a symbol of the status of Mrs. Fu.

"President Fu, are you leaving?"

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, moving forward without uttering a word.

Qiao Jie watched the man’s retreating figure with longing, so ascetic and noble. She wondered what he would be like in bed.

The entrance of the convention center.

An Yan prepared to get into the car, lifting her dress.

"Please wait a moment, Miss."

She turned around, and it was Mu Qianfan.

The man handed her a business card, "Hello, I’m Mu Qianfan. I think you’ve got a great image. Have you considered signing with an entertainment company?"

Before An Yan could respond, the car window lowered behind her, and Fu Shiyan’s cool voice came through, "She won’t be entering the entertainment industry."

Mu Qianfan’s phoenix eyes narrowed as he smiled, "I’m not sure what your relationship with Mr. Fu is, can you make decisions for her?"

Fu Shiyan met An Yan’s gaze, "She’s my niece."

Mu Qianfan nodded, shrugged, "It’s a pity, with your looks, you could conquer the entire entertainment industry."

An Yan met Fu Shiyan’s deep, ink-colored eyes, then gazed at Mu Qianfan and hooked her lips, "I’m sorry, Movie King Mu." After speaking, she got into the passenger seat.

Fu Shiyan rolled up the window, and the car slowly drove away.

Mu Qianfan stood still for a long time before he got into the car.

His assistant Xu Shuo asked, "Brother Mu, did the signing go successfully?"

"No, her younger uncle didn’t agree."

Xu Shuo was taken aback, "That’s not right! The one with the nosebleed is Fu Shiyan’s niece; I didn’t hear that he had two nieces?"

Mu Qianfan laughed lightly, "Is that so? That’s quite interesting! Go and check out that girl."

The car returned to the old residence first, and when Fu Jinqiao got out of the car, she took her handbag with her.

Fu Shiyan watched her running figure and furrowed his eyebrows.

Han Yang also didn’t expect Fu Jinqiao to act so quickly and take the bag away; he guessed the diamond that Fu Shiyan had bought was for An Yan.

He flipped the rearview mirror, "President Fu, do I need to call Miss back?"

"No need for now," Fu Shiyan pressed on his forehead, "Bishui Bay."

An Yan didn’t expect Fu Shiyan to stay over tonight; when she got home, the man pressed her against the wall.

His lips and teeth grazed her neck, "If I’m not here tonight, would you agree to that Mu Qianfan?"

The tingling sensation spread all over her body, making An Yan go limp. She clenched the man’s shirt at his waist, "I wouldn’t."

She looked up at him, "Can you stop being mad, please? I didn’t sleep all night reflecting on my behavior, even got panda eyes."

Fu Shiyan asked, "So you didn’t come to any conclusion from your reflection."

An Yan’s voice was nasal, choking up, "I said I shouldn’t have lied to you, and you said I didn’t understand. So it must be that I shouldn’t secretly seduce you; I should declare my love openly."

Fu Shiyan was so amused he laughed, "Are you trying to infuriate me on purpose?"

An Yan shook her head, "If I infuriate you, who will I use that balloon with, left here by you? Can’t you just not be angry?"

Listening to her wolfish words, Fu Shiyan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He lifted her by the waist and sat down on the sofa, "Do you know what I’m angry about?"

An Yan blinked, waiting for him to continue.

"You put yourself in danger; do you know the consequences? If I hadn’t gone to that fire, what then? An Yan, you’re joking with your own life!"

"So you’re not angry about me lying to you but worried about my safety?" An Yan’s voice instantly became thick with emotion, and she hugged the man tightly, "Younger Uncle, I was wrong."

"If you like me, just say it directly. Why use so many foolish methods?"

An Yan huffed, "Who can easily approach this iceberg of a man?"

Fu Shiyan smiled, "Someone will always become my favorite."

"That has to be me, right?" An Yan’s gaze burned brightly as she looked at him.

"Don’t flatter yourself!"

An Yan pecked the man’s thin lips, "I am going to flatter myself! You’re not angry anymore, are you?"

"That depends on how well you can coax me."

An Yan kissed his cheek and trailed down his slightly stubbled jaw, across his firm Adam’s apple, his collarbone, unbuttoning his shirt, and over his muscular chest and defined abs.

With a click, a metal belt buckle was undone. An Yan wanted to move downwards, but was stopped by the man’s large hand cradling her chin. He pulled her into his embrace, whispering in her ear, "Little thing, how could I bear it?"

An Yan looked at him, "I just want to make you happy."

"Don’t do foolish things in the future, understand?"

An Yan nodded solemnly.

She asked, "Younger Uncle, were those diamonds... for me?"

"Would you agree if I gave them to another woman?"

"Of course I wouldn’t!"

Fu Shiyan laughed softly, his forehead against hers, his voice seductive, "Kiss me."

An Yan cradled the man’s face, tilting her head and kissing him.

The man took over, deepening the kiss and pressing her onto the sofa, "Do you want to be happy? Hmm?"

An Yan moaned, her voice trembling.

Feeling her passion, the man picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

The two of them fell onto the bed, and Fu Shiyan reached to open the drawer of the bedside table, taking out a small bag; he frowned slightly, only one left now.

An Yan asked, "What’s wrong, Younger Uncle?"

"This is the last one."

An Yan turned her head, "One is enough. An old man needs to exercise some restraint."

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, "Old man?"

Apparently, those three words stung him because afterwards, Fu Shiyan went down to buy a whole box.

Watching him open the box made An Yan’s legs go weak.

Fu Shiyan peeled off his shirt, tore open the packet with his teeth, and in that moment, An Yan realized what it meant to be a true gentleman gone rogue...