Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 69 I am yours, only yours

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 I am yours, only yours

When Fu Shiyan returned to Bishui Bay, An Yan was hugging a pillow, nestling on a couch in a daze.

The moment she saw the man, she jumped off the couch and ran to him, "You’re back?"

After changing his shoes, Fu Shiyan lifted her horizontally and sat down on the couch with her, "You forgot to wear shoes again, little scatterbrain."

An Yan blinked, "Are you angry? I didn’t know Bai Qinghan would be there tomorrow, otherwise, I wouldn’t have agreed to go."

Fu Shiyan lightly hummed, "Jinqiao didn’t make it clear, it’s not your fault. But I really do want to hide you away, to keep you from so many others’ thoughts."

An Yan leaned on his chest, "I belong to you, to you only."

Warmth and satisfaction flooded Fu Shiyan’s heart. He took out a square black velvet box from his suit pocket, "I forgot to bring it back last night, now it is returned to its rightful owner."

An Yan took it, opened it, and inside was the pear-shaped diamond that Fu Shiyan had bid for with ten billion.

"If it’s inconvenient, you can cut it into a pendant or earrings, as long as you like it."

"Thank you, Ayan."

Fu Shiyan’s fingertips caressed her lips, "Don’t thank me yet; I remember I said I would punish you."

An Yan’s lashes trembled, "You just said, you don’t blame me."

"I don’t blame you, but we still need to settle the matter of you sending me packing," said Fu Shiyan as he carried her and headed toward the bedroom, kicking the door closed behind them...

The next day, when An Yan woke up, she smelled the fragrance of cooking noodles.

She got up and followed the delicious scent.

Fu Shiyan was wearing an apron, cooking noodles.

An Yan walked behind him and hugged him, "It smells so good."

The man chuckled lightly, "Does it smell as good as you?"

An Yan poked his lean waist, "How are you so smooth with words?"

"Are you smooth?" asked Fu Shiyan as he turned off the heat, turned around, and leaned down to kiss her.

An Yan turned her head, "I haven’t freshened up yet."

"I don’t mind, what are you dodging for?"

An Yan still pushed him away and ran out, peeking through the doorway back inside, "Do you know when you’re the most handsome?"

Fu Shiyan’s eyes narrowed, "When I’m looking down at you."

"Stop it!" Flashes of indescribable scenes passed through An Yan’s mind, and she still blushed, "I’m being serious."

"I’m not kidding either."

This old man had grown bolder ever since he got together with her, coloring every word he said.

An Yan hmphed lightly, "When you’re wearing an apron."

Fu Shiyan curved his lips into a smile, "I didn’t expect you to like that style. Then tonight, let’s try it, just wearing an apron."

The image immediately popped into An Yan’s mind, and she felt both embarrassed and annoyed, rushing into the bathroom to wash up.

After freshening up, she changed into a set of sportswear and left the room; Fu Shiyan was already dressed in suit and tie standing at the door, holding a necktie.

"Come here."

An Yan understood his intention, stepped forward, took the necktie from him, and swiftly tied it for him.

Fu Shiyan wrapped his arms around her slender, soft waist, leaned down to capture her lips, and after a long moment, let her go, "Stay away from Bai, and remember, your man is a jealous king."

Labeling himself as a ’jealous king’ was quite accurate. An Yan smiled radiantly, "Don’t worry."

She tiptoed for a quick kiss, "Better go now, don’t run into Jinqiao."

"Do we look like we’re having an affair?" Fu Shiyan laughed. "It’s kind of exhilarating."

She often used to tease him with this sort of wicked fun, and now he was putting it to use straight away.

"Just go." She pushed him out the door and closed it.

It seemed there was no sound of calling the elevator from outside. An Yan peeked through the peephole and saw that the man was still standing there, looking back at her through the peephole as well.

An Yan’s heartbeat was like a deer crashing around wildly. She opened the door and threw herself into the man’s arms.

"Why haven’t you left yet?"

"Hmm, I can’t bear to leave, and I don’t want you seeing other men." Fu Shiyan gazed deeply at her and patted her back, "See you in a bit."

This time, Fu Shiyan truly left.

Fu Jinqiao’s car parked downstairs five minutes later, perfectly missing Fu Shiyan’s car.

An Yan finally let out a sigh of relief. Imagine how complicated it would be to explain if they had encountered someone.

In the car, Fu Jinqiao told An Yan about what happened at the old house last night.

"My brother is really beyond reason, thinking my Younger Uncle would help him, it’s like daydreaming. I bet even if An Yirou marries my brother, she won’t have good days ahead."

"I think my Younger Uncle really dotes on you, treating you like his own niece. That’s good, if you ever have trouble in the future, just look for my Younger Uncle’s protection."

Listening to Fu Jinqiao’s endless chatter, An Yan tugged at her lip, wondering what expression and reaction Fu Jinqiao would have one day when she finds out her relationship with Fu Shiyan.

Soon, the car arrived at the amusement park developed by Fu Corporation.

Bai Qinghan and Shang Wenhang were already waiting at the entrance.

Seeing Fu Jinqiao’s car pull up, both men with their backpacks ran over.

Shang Wenhang draped his arm over Fu Jinqiao’s shoulder, "Jinqiao, did you miss your uncle? You didn’t even chat with me at the birthday feast."

"Of course I missed you, I almost forgot all about it, hahaha..."

It was clear that Shang Wenhang was trying to create an opportunity for Bai Qinghan.

Bai Qinghan pointed at An Yan’s backpack, "Let me carry it for you."

"It’s okay, it’s not heavy."

An Yan deliberately kept her distance from Bai Qinghan on the way there.

Once inside the amusement park, the four of them unloaded their backpacks into a tent that had been set up in advance, and, unfettered, prepared to try out every single attraction listed on the ticket.

Since they had VIP tickets, they could use the VIP channels for any attraction and did not need to queue.

An Yan’s memories of amusement parks only went as far as before she turned five; she had not been to one since then. She was quite curious about every attraction, although they were all relatively tame compared to the dangerous and thrilling experiences she had endured before.

The four of them got on the roller coaster.

An Yan and Bai Qinghan sat in the second to last row, while Fu Jinqiao and Shang Wenhang sat in the very last row.

The employee smiled ominously, "Has everyone watched ’Final Destination’?"

As soon as he finished speaking, screams erupted from the crowd.

Fu Jinqiao, her hands nervously gripping the safety bar, screamed out, "Help! I’m so scared!"

Shang Wenhang, unfazed, assured her, "Don’t worry, your uncle’s here with you!"

Bai Qinghan looked towards An Yan, "If you’re scared, give me your hand. If I hold it, you won’t be afraid."

An Yan smiled, "It’s okay, I’m not scared."

Bai Qinghan: "..."

Throughout, An Yan thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of centrifugal force and weightlessness.

Bai Qinghan’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. Any other girl would have been screaming and throwing themselves into his arms by now. Why wouldn’t she follow the usual script?

After a full loop, the employee mentioned that they had photos taken by fixed cameras, which could be kept as souvenirs.

Fu Jinqiao wanted a keepsake, so she went to the computer to check the pictures.

She pointed at the empty space in the last row, "Wait, where am I?"

Shang Wenhang laughed, "You got so scared you ducked."

Fu Jinqiao: "..."

Looking at An Yan, who appeared to be relishing the moment, she gave a thumbs up, "You really are my coach, so badass!"

Then she glanced at Bai Qinghan who was staring at An Yan, even the photo exuding his deep affection.

Even though Fu Jinqiao was absent from the picture, that did not stop her from keeping one as a memento. She planned to use it to needle Fu Chenyu, telling him to give up on An Yan, for she had the Black Knight guarding her.

Fu Jinqiao pointed at the nearby haunted house, "I want to play that one!"

Shang Wenhang and Bai Qinghan whispered between themselves, "A haunted house is a great place to build a relationship between two people, go for it!"

Bai Qinghan, however, wasn’t too confident, considering An Yan hardly reacted to any of the thrilling attractions.

The four of them entered the haunted house without queuing.

With a creak, the door closed behind them.

It was pitch black, so dark you couldn’t see your own hand in front of you.

Bunches of ghostly lights lit up to lead the way; cold drafts seemed to come from nowhere, coupled with eerie, cackling laughter, adding to the horror of the atmosphere.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around An Yan’s waist, and her eyes instantly turned cold.