Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 74 Wedding 2

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Wedding 2

Everyone was in uproar.

Anyone not blind could tell the woman in the video was An Yirou.

Submerged in her joy, An Yirou turned her head sharply upon hearing that reckless voice. Wasn’t this the video that the security guard on Lemei Island had taken of her?

How could this be?

She dashed to the front of the large screen like a madwoman and raised both hands to cover it, but the screen was too large, utterly failing to hide her pleasurable and licentious expression.

Fu Chenyu, enraged and humiliated, slapped her across the face, "You whore, you’ve disgraced me completely!"

An Yirou grabbed Fu Chenyu, "It’s not like that, it’s not! It must be that bitch An Yan playing tricks! She must have Photoshopped it!"

She looked towards An Yan below the stage then, holding her wedding dress, she charged down, "Why would you do this? Why create a fake video to ruin my reputation?"

At the same time, An Zaili, Du Xinlan, and Yang Suhua also rushed over.

"Disaster! Ever since you came back, this family has had no peace! First demanding shares in the company, now you’re hurting Yirou! How can you be so cruel!" Yang Suhua pointed at An Yan, accusing her harshly.

An Zaili said, "You’re just jealous that Yirou and Chenyu are deeply in love, so you want to ruin it. This video is your fabrication!"

Du Xinlan’s delicate makeup couldn’t conceal her frustration, "Ever since you returned to this family, Yirou has been accommodating you, and we all have doted on you. I can’t believe you could be so ungrateful as to spoil your sister’s wedding."

An Yan stood up slowly from her chair and shrugged, "I didn’t do this, and from what I can tell, this video isn’t fake. There are plenty of professionals here who can attest to the authenticity of the video."

An Yirou rushed forward, only to be blocked by Fu Shiyan.

The man’s voice was as cold as ice, "What are you trying to do?"

An Yirou started to weep, "Uncle, it’s all because my sister is jealous that I could marry Chengyu, that’s why she’s sabotaging me."

Fu Shiyan’s voice deepened, "She said she didn’t do it. Are you deaf?"

An Yirou widened her eyes, "Uncle, Chengyu and I are officially married, I am rightfully part of the Fu Family! How can you take her side?"

Fu Shiyan’s cold gaze narrowed, "You’ve done such filthy things, do you think you can still enter the Fu Family’s doors?"

Did this mean he wanted her to divorce Fu Chenyu?

She couldn’t allow that!

Absolutely not!

An Yirou steeled herself, "I’m pregnant! I’m carrying Chengyu’s child!"

Fu Chenyu, who thought he held the winning hand, his smile froze on his lips.

"How is that possible, I haven’t touched you recently!" Fu Chenyu’s face was terrifyingly dark, "Is it that security guard’s bastard?"

Du Xinlan opened her handbag and pulled out a document, black words on white, stating she was seven weeks pregnant.

The scandal with that security guard was only two weeks ago, so the child should be his.

Fu Chenyu’s mind buzzed with noise; he had meticulously planned everything for today, yet he had overlooked the fact that An Yirou was pregnant.

Fu Chenyu ground his teeth and said, "Who knows which man fathered your wild seed. We’ll do a test, and if it’s not mine, you’ll wish you’d never been born!"

An Yirou masked the panic in her eyes, trying to appear more confident.

She looked towards Fu Haichuan, Zhou Yi, Fu Jingxiang, and Yang Limin, looking very aggrieved, "Grandpa, grandma, mom, dad, you all have to stand up for Yirou! This is not just about my dignity; it also concerns the honor of both the Fu and An families. It’s all An Yan’s doing; she just wants to ruin my happy life with Chengyu. Now that Chengyu and I are expecting a child, how can we let the child suffer from everyone’s scorn and criticism?"

Fu Haichuan took a deep breath. No matter what, the Fu Family’s reputation was completely tarnished today.

Someone had to be the scapegoat to bear it all in order to salvage the honor of the Fu and An families.

He looked at An Yan and said earnestly, "An Yan, at this point, there’s no use making more trouble. Chenyu is already married to Yirou; you must accept the reality, even if it’s unwillingly."

It was clear to An Yan what he meant. As long as she claimed her actions were out of jealousy towards An Yirou and Fu Chenyu, the faces of the Fu Family and the An Family could all be saved.

Even if the video turned out to be real, it could be dismissed as fake.

If only she were sacrificed, then everyone else would be fine.

But she was never one to be manipulated or to compromise easily—except with Shiyan.

An Yan looked at Shiyan, "What do you want me to do?"

Shiyan curved his lips slightly, "I want you to be yourself, and not to look at anyone’s face, including mine."

An Yan nodded, walked through the crowd, and went up on stage.

She stood in front of the podium on the right side of the stage, which was connected to the operation console for the LCD display behind her.

She pressed the pause button, and the unruly voice stopped.

She abandoned her usual gentleness, and now appeared cold and proud, "I apologize for showing you such an eye-watering scene."

"I believe there are professionals among us who can discern the authenticity of the video. Real can’t be fake, and fake can’t be real."

"The reason I came up here is to clarify some things."

"First, Ms. Yang Suhua’s claim that I demanded shares of the company is wrong; those are what I was supposed to inherit."

"As everyone probably knows, the present An Corporation was originally Xu Corporation. Mr. An inherited the Xu Family’s wealth after my mother died, leading to today’s An Corporation."

"My mother had made a will stating that 25% of the company’s shares would be transferred into my name when I turned eighteen. I’d like to ask Ms. Yang Suhua, what does it mean when you say I demanded shares of the company? Isn’t that what I deserve?"

"Regarding the claim that I’m jealous of An Yirou and Fu Chenyu."

"As everyone knows, I was the one engaged to Fu Chenyu, but An Yirou was entangled with Fu Chenyu behind the scenes, and put a cuckold’s cap on me."

"Moreover, a month ago, An Yirou and I were kidnapped at the same time, and Fu Chenyu chose An Yirou."

"At that time, An Yirou even hinted to Fu Chenyu that the kidnappers wanted to kill me, leading Fu Chenyu to be used by the kidnappers to watch what would happen, saying it would be better if I were dead."

"I nearly lost my life in a fiery blaze."

"Please tell me, what is there for me to be jealous of? I wish these two scum would be locked up together."

An Yirou screamed, "You hate that Brother Chengyu chose me! That’s why you want to ruin our wedding!"

"No, I genuinely want you two to be together!" An Yan smiled faintly. "Moreover, I’d like to say that this has nothing to do with me, because I disdain sneaking around behind the scenes. I prefer being upfront."

With a tap of her fingertip on the control console, multiple intimate photos of An Yirou with different men appeared on the large screen, as wild as could be.

There were also two abortion certificates.

An Yirou collapsed, she hadn’t expected her past to be so easily dug up.

Hadn’t it all been erased?

How could it be made public?

She rushed onto the stage like a madwoman, but her skirt was too long and she stepped on it, tumbling forward.

Fu Chenyu coldly watched as she fell beside him, crashing heavily to the ground without helping her up.

"Ah! My stomach hurts so much!"