Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 64: Only I Can Bully My Woman

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Only I Can Bully My Woman

The man knelt in front of the car, knocking his head on the ground three times with a loud thud.

"President Fu, President Fu, I beg you, please let Jiang Nan go."

Fu Shiyan squeezed An Yan’s hand gently and said, "Wait for me a moment."

He opened the door and stepped out, approaching the man. The gentle look in his eyes faded, leaving only coldness, "After sending her out of the country, you still couldn’t stay away from trouble, arranging for An Yan’s kidnapping. Do you think I can let her go?"

Jiang Yuntian’s tears streamed down his face, "President Fu, Jiang Corporation has gone bankrupt, and she is all I have left. I beg you to show mercy. She no longer has the means to be high and mighty. She did all this because she liked you too much, and it drove her to desperation!"

"The first time, she instigated someone to splash sulfuric acid on An Yan. The second time, she arranged for An Yan’s kidnapping. If I let her go, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the wild. Jiang Yuntian, if you plead for her again, I will ensure that you cannot stay in any other city in Hua Country."

Jiang Yuntian was dumbstruck, having no doubts about Fu Shiyan’s words, as the overnight bankruptcy of Jiang Corporation was his doing.

Fu Shiyan looked down on him with disdain, "Move aside, or you will never see Jiang Nan again in this lifetime!"

Jiang Yuntian, looking at Fu Shiyan’s refined and graceful appearance, had almost forgotten that he was a decisive, ruthlessly cold-hearted man.

He swallowed hard and hurriedly stepped to the side.

Fu Shiyan got back into the car and drove away.

Jiang Yuntian covered his face with his hands, praying that Jiang Nan could stay alive.

Inside the car.

An Yan asked, "Was it Jiang Nan who kidnapped me that day?"

"Yes."

"Wasn’t she sent out of the country? Did you bring her back?"

Fu Shiyan gave a soft hum, "She was transported back this afternoon."

"What do you plan to do with her?"

"What do you think should be done?"

"Don’t dirty your hands, leave it to the police."

Fu Shiyan responded, "Understood."

His fingertips tapped lightly on the steering wheel, casting a meaningful glance at An Yan, "The time Jiang Nan was beaten up badly, was it your doing?"

An Yan felt there was no point in hiding it now, "Indeed it was."

Fu Shiyan thought of Jiang Nan’s face, so thrashed that she was unrecognizable, and let out a low chuckle.

An Yan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing much, just that you did a good job."

"How did you figure it was me?"

Fu Shiyan chuckled lightly, "At that moment, I saw a girl sitting inside the cold drink shop across the street, who looked a lot like you. Later, I thought I was hallucinating."

He pinched the girl’s cheek, "How come you’re so formidable?"

An Yan held her chin up proudly, "I can’t just let myself be bullied for nothing, can I?"

"In this world, no one can bully my woman," said Fu Shiyan in a deep voice.

An Yan’s eyes turned into stars, full of admiration.

Fu Shiyan smiled, "My woman can only be bullied by me."

An Yan: "..." I’m truly foolish!

As they passed a pharmacy, Fu Shiyan got out to buy medicine and mineral water before returning.

Watching An Yan take the medicine, he said with a tinge of self-reproach, "It’s my fault, I lost control, I won’t let you take medicine again in the future."

An Yan’s eyes filled with appreciation, knowing how many men would disregard everything just for their own pleasure.

However, her moved expression cracked the very next second.

Because Fu Shiyan said, "The effects of this medicine should last quite a while, right? We can do it again when we get back."

An Yan: "..."

At midnight, Fu Shiyan changed into a casual suit and, after kissing An Yan’s cheek, left.

The car stopped at the entrance of an underground fight club, and Fu Shiyan walked inside.

At the private room’s door, Han Yang was waiting, "President Fu."

The door opened, and the woman was kneeling disheveled in the middle, trembling all over.

Hearing the footsteps, she instinctively looked back.

Seeing that the person coming was Fu Shiyan, she reached out to grab at his trouser leg but was kicked to the ground by Han Yang.

She bore the sharp pain and crawled up, looking at the man sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, "Shiyan, please spare me this time. I will never touch her again, I will leave the country, and I will never come back."

Fu Shiyan said indifferently, "I gave you a chance already, but you didn’t grasp it, and you schemed again."

Jiang Nan crawled forward on her knees, "Then give me one more chance, please."

Fu Shiyan lifted his eyelids and looked at her, "You’re lucky, she asked me to hand you over to the police."

"What kind of damn luck is this! I don’t want to go to jail, I don’t want to. That bitch has never had good intentions, she..."

Fu Shiyan had already grabbed her neck and lifted her up, Jiang Nan’s eyes widened in terror, the whites of her eyes instantly filled with blood, and she kept slapping his arm.

Just as Jiang Nan’s face turned dark purple, Fu Shiyan finally threw her to the ground, "Take her to the ring, leave her some breath for the police station."

Han Yang nodded in acknowledgment.

Jiang Nan coughed violently, her voice trembling, "Fu Shiyan, you can’t do this to me, I, I love you so much!"

As Fu Shiyan was heading to the door, he hesitated, "To hurt an innocent person in the name of love, you’re too despicable and too vile. Had it not been for An Yan sparing your miserable life, I assure you, you wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun."

Jiang Nan watched the man’s resolute back, wailing loudly.

At this moment, Han Yang gestured, and two bodyguards hoisted the person up.

Jiang Nan was shocked, "You, what are you going to do?"

Han Yang said coldly, "Debts owed must be paid sooner or later, you should be grateful you’re still alive."

Jiang Nan was carried onto the ring, where a female boxer was warming up her neck and wrists, making cracking sounds.

The whistle blew, and cheers erupted from below.

Jiang Nan watched as the female boxer advanced towards her step by step...

Fu Shiyan returned to Bishui Bay, took a shower, and then crawled into bed. An Yan must have been exhausted, as she hadn’t woken up at all.

She was like a harmless little kitten in his arms.

He watched her unblinkingly, the hostility in his eyes instantly dissipating.

How could this girl be so soft, so kind?

Every bit of her seemed to grow on his aesthetic.

He kissed the tip of her nose and hugged her as he heavily fell asleep.

The next day, An Yan was woken up by the vibration of her phone.

She picked up and mumbled a groggy hello.

Su Yue’s voice came through, "Baby Yan, Jiang Nan has been arrested, it’s said that when she was thrown into the police station, she was barely hanging onto life."

An Yan snapped awake, "Beaten up?"

"You could say she’s unrecognizable, seems like only a ’Restore My Beauty Punch’ can save her now."

Tsk!

This is so Fu Shiyan!

"So was it Uncle Fu who did it?"

An Yan glanced at the time, it was already nine in the morning, by this time Shiyan would have long been at the company.

She got out of bed, "My Uncle Fu is incredibly gentle, perhaps Jiang Nan went crazy and fought in illegal matches, who knows."

Su Yue, of course, didn’t believe her, "Whatever you say. Was last night intense?"

An Yan’s lips curved into a sweet smile, "Pretty good."

"Look at you, all happy," Su Yue turned to business, "Anyway, the design department is collecting internship applications, send one over when you have the time, go through the motions and make it formal."

An Yan started to brush her teeth with toothpaste, "Alright, I’ll send it when I get a chance."

Su Yue said, "Guess who else submitted an application?"