Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 79: Hug My Little Baby

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Hug My Little Baby

The two entered the emergency exit, and Fu Shiyan suddenly embraced her, "I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess with me."

An Yan was somewhat tired; she leaned her head on Fu Shiyan’s shoulder, "Your father was just angry that you defended me, so there’s no need to apologize. It was me who caused you trouble."

"You have never been trouble to me; you are my sweet indulgence."

An Yan looked up at him with her small face, "Why are you so sweet-talking?"

"You accuse me without even tasting, that seems like you are trying to please me."

An Yan’s arms wrapped around the man’s neck, and he, taking the opportunity, lifted her up and kissed her.

After a while, he asked, "Sweet?"

An Yan’s little face pressed against the man’s chest, "Sweet like a peach-flavored candy. But..."

"What is it?"

She sniffed the tip of her nose, "There’s a scent of perfume on you, which I don’t quite like."

Fu Shiyan furrowed his brows, "Is that so? I might have been too close to Su Manxi, got it on me."

He immediately took off his suit jacket and shirt and threw them on the ground, revealing his well-defined chest and strong abs.

He spread his arms, a seductive curve forming on his lips, "Can my little treasure hug me now?"

"This is more like it." An Yan smiled with a curved lip. Her hands circled around the man’s strong waist, and she gave a firm squeeze, "All this muscle is too tough to pinch!"

"With you, what’s soft can become hard."

Listening to the man talking dirty again, An Yan felt embarrassed and annoyed, and bit him.

Fu Shiyan took a sharp intake of breath, "Yanyan, you really know where to choose."

"I lacked maternal love as a child, what’s wrong with you making it up to me?"

He pinched the girl’s delicate chin, his thin lips grinding against her’s, "Little thing, you’re tempting me."

After saying that, his dominant tongue forced apart her lips and entwined tightly with hers.

Not until An Yan went limp in his arms, gasping for air, did he let her go.

He gently pecked at her earlobe, kneading the soft flesh on her waist, "Shall I ask Han Yang to take you back later?"

"No, I will go back with you later."

Fu Shiyan of course understood the girl’s thoughts. He smiled, "Alright, we’ll go back together tonight."

An Yan hugged him and said in a coquettish tone, "Even if you think I’m being frivolous, I just don’t want you by her side alone."

"Alright." Fu Shiyan also asked the question he wanted to ask, "How do you know Fang Zhou?"

An Yan answered, "He has a very good relationship with my grandfather."

Fu Shiyan didn’t think much of it, given Elder Bi’s prestige, it was normal for him to be acquainted with talented individuals.

An Yan didn’t reveal that she and Fang Zhou were fellow disciples under the same master, the disciples of the medical sage, carefree Immortal.

Because once the truth was spoken out, her identity as Divine Doctor Y would be exposed, and Fu Shiyan would also know the person who performed his surgery was her, which might inevitably bring up matters from two years ago.

Fu Shiyan had already distanced himself from the murky waters, and he shouldn’t be dragged back in.

He had lost all memories related to her. Initially, she was saddened, but then she thought that this way, he wouldn’t be tied down by thoughts of revenge, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

There was still one fish that got away from the Dark Night Organization, Michael. Once she found and dealt with this nuisance, it wouldn’t be too late to come clean with Fu Shiyan.

After all, she wanted to tell him that he was her first man.

Fu Shiyan looked at the girl’s small face, which under the dim light control, even the fine hairs on her face were visible, so cute he wanted to take a bite.

Just as the lights went out, the man’s kiss fell on the girl’s flushed lips again.

For a good long moment, he murmured at her ear with moist lips, "Be good, stay away from Fang Zhou, or else I’ll get jealous."

An Yan tiptoed to kiss him, "But I really like it when you get jealous. Let’s go out; we’ve been away for too long."

Fu Shiyan hummed lightly; he called Han Yang and asked him to bring a shirt, tie, and the suit jacket.

Soon, Han Yang arrived.

When he saw Fu Shiyan bare-chested, he instantly filled in the blanks about what had happened in the staircase.

Oh my, how thrilling!

He quickly stepped out.

All of Fu Shiyan’s suits were custom-made by hand, so in case of special circumstances, there were always two sets of each design.

After changing, his expression returned to its usual cool detachment, his features stiff and forbidding, as if keeping everyone at a distance.

After taking An Yan out, he glanced sideways at Han Yang, "Dispose of the clothes in the staircase."

Han Yang nodded his agreement.

The surgery ended at half-past six in the evening.

The metal door slowly opened, and Su Manxi was wheeled out.

The director stated the surgery was very successful, and with rehabilitative training, daily life wouldn’t be affected, but emphasized the prohibitions, like not lifting heavy objects for the next three years.

Upon hearing this, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Because it was not a general anesthesia but a brachial plexus nerve block anesthesia, where only one arm needed to be anesthetized, Su Manxi was conscious.

She had tear stains at the corners of her eyes and looked towards Fu Shiyan, "Shiyan, I’m so happy you are still here waiting for me."

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, "After all, you were injured, and I bear some responsibility."

Su Manxi understood that he was explaining the reason he stayed, not out of care or affection for her, but merely responsibility.

It didn’t matter, as long as he was willing to stay, that was enough for her.

However, when her gaze met An Yan’s, her good mood disappeared instantly, filled with rage.

The Fu Family arrived, along with Su Manxi’s parents, crowding around to check on Su Manxi.

The nurse, pushing the mobile bed, said, "The patient just had surgery and needs rest. Please make way, family, and let’s talk back in the room."

Looking pitifully at Fu Shiyan, Su Manxi pleaded, "Shiyan, could you stay and keep me company for a while?"

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, "Let’s go to the ward first, I have something to discuss with Professor Fang."

The crowds dispersed, while Fu Shiyan and An Yan continued to wait.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Zhou and his assistant Chen Sheng came out.

Seeing the two waiting, Fang Zhou wasn’t surprised; he knew Fu Shiyan had something to discuss with him.