Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 84 My Girl Is Soft and Well-Behaved

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 My Girl Is Soft and Well-Behaved

"Fu Chenyu, if you’ve gone braindead, go see a doctor." An Yan hung up the phone directly.

The bell for the end of class rang, An Yan took off her headphones, packed her backpack, and prepared to leave.

A female student blocked her way, held up a cellphone to her face, and demanded, "Aren’t you going to explain this?"

The cellphone screen was live-streaming a news conference.

An Zaili and Fu Chenyu were sitting behind a long table, with media and reporters crowded below, holding up cameras, cellphones, or microphones.

An Zaili’s face was solemn as he held a microphone and said, "Please look at the LED screen for the test report. This is evidence provided by Hong’en Hospital under the Fu Corporation.

My daughter An Yirou is seven weeks pregnant, not four weeks as An Yan claimed.

I was superstitious and sent An Yan to the countryside before, I wronged her, but I didn’t expect that after I brought her back, she would hate me to the bone, always thinking of revenge.

I would accept it if she only wanted to retaliate against me, but why harm Yirou?

Yirou is indeed my daughter, I made mistakes that any man could make, but Yirou is innocent.

And she did not meddle in anyone’s engagement; it’s just that the Fu Family and the An Family were already set to be in-laws, and Chenyu chose Yirou because of his taste.

We are holding this press conference today to clarify and give Yirou the justice she deserves."

Fu Chenyu smiled and said, "The child in An Yirou’s belly is indeed mine, and the videos and photos from the wedding banquet were all faked. I hope such things won’t happen again in the future, after all, I love my wife and child deeply."

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The girl put away her cellphone, "Hmph! You slandered An Yirou and schemed against her child, how disgusting can you be?"

An Yan had no desire to engage in useless talk and tried to walk past her.

The girl was relentless, "Hey, I’m talking to you, have you become mute?"

Seeing that An Yan still ignored her, the girl snorted disdainfully, "You really are a child with no upbringing."

An Yan abruptly stopped, slowly turned around, her eyes cold as if tempered by ice.

The girl was brazen, "What’s up with you? Look at you, jealous of your own sister to the point of wanting to ruin her, how poisonous is your heart?"

Aside from the girl’s mocking laughter, the rest of the classroom was silent as chickens; after all, the incident where An Yan beat up Guan Lulu was still fresh in their minds, and yet this girl seemed intent on testing An Yan’s limits.

An Yan glanced at the girl’s cellphone, quickly snatched it away, and smashed it against her mouth.

The girl groaned in pain, clutching her mouth, "You..."

An Yan yanked her hand away and continued to slap her several more times with force.

The girl’s mouth swelled like a sausage, her lips were also broken, and two of her front teeth got knocked out.

"Didn’t I say not to insult my mother, huh?" An Yan grabbed her by the collar and pulled her close, "What’s your relationship with An Yirou that you’re defending her so fiercely? Huh? Let me guess, how much did she bribe you with?"

An Yan wiped her cellphone on the girl’s clothes, grabbed her finger to unlock it with her fingerprint, pulled up a phone number, dialed it, and turned on the speaker.

An excited female voice came through, "How did it go, is she totally disgraced? Come on, speak!"

That voice was well-known to everyone; it was indeed An Yirou.

An Yan sneered lightly, "An Yirou, next time you try to shame me, remember to pick someone smarter. But birds of a feather flock together; a moron finds another moron. And I hope you and Fu Chenyu will be locked out forever!"

She hung up the call, brought up the transfer records on the phone, and took screenshots.

She patted the girl’s terrified face, "Don’t regret not destroying these evidence. Remember, even if you delete them, I can still retrieve them! Contact me if you want compensation for medical expenses!"

She glanced over the people in the classroom, "Don’t mess with me; I always repay my debts."

After An Yan left, the girl squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, not daring to ask An Yan for medical expenses. After all, she was the one who provoked the incident first, and An Yan also held incriminating evidence against her; she had no choice but to accept her fate.

The onlooking students scattered, none feeling sympathy for her.

It wasn’t that they weren’t gossipy; they had also seen the live broadcast, but after yesterday’s wedding incident, they didn’t dare to offend An Yan—that was Bai Family’s young master’s woman, and anyone who crossed An Yan seemed to end up humiliatingly discomfited in the end.

An Yan washed her hands in the restroom before leaving. At the school gate, a black Maybach was parked.

As she approached, the rear door opened and a man’s well-defined hand reached out.

An Yan took it and got into the car.

Fu Shiyan pulled her onto his lap, "Where should we pick up my brother-in-law?"

The warm breath sprayed on An Yan’s snowy neck, causing her to shiver all over, "I told him to go directly."

Looking at the girl collapsing softly in his arms, the man’s throat let out a satisfied chuckle, "My girl is both soft and well-behaved."

An Yan’s face turned bright red, and she pushed him slightly, whispering, "Assistant Han is still up front, what are you doing?"

The person in the driver’s seat consciously raised the partition: I’m both deaf and blind.

Fu Shiyan’s phone vibrated at that moment, he took it out and glanced at it, then hung up directly.

An Yan asked, "Not answering?"

"Mhm."

"Is it your father?"

"Mhm."

An Yan knew that Old Master Fu wanted to seek accountability since at the wedding banquet, Fu Shiyan had openly defended her, defying Old Master Fu.

Now that Fu Chenyu had admitted in person that the child in An Yirou’s stomach was his, it proved that An Yan had lied.

Old Master Fu certainly believed his grandson; after all, he wouldn’t think that his grandson would willingly acknowledge an illegitimate child.

On Lemei Island, Fu Chenyu had broken things off with An Yirou.

The video from the wedding banquet was also released by Fu Chenyu; when he heard that An Yirou was pregnant, that disgusted expression was unmistakably apparent. Therefore, at the wedding banquet, Fu Chenyu wanted to ruin An Yirou, regardless of whether the child was his or not.

Now he had acknowledged the child in An Yirou’s stomach again, and there could only be four reasons.

First, Fu Chenyu was using this to threaten An Yan, hoping she would compromise, which had already been verified.

Second, An Yirou was threatening him with a one-night stand and homosexuality.

Third, Fu Chenyu knew the truth but had other schemes in mind.

Fourth, the hospital fabricated results, Fu Chenyu was deceived, and he had no choice but to recognize the child.

An Yan didn’t care about the rest; she only cared about how Fu Shiyan thought of her.

"Do you believe me?"

Fu Shiyan gazed into her clear doe eyes with profound eyes of his own, his thin lips slightly upturned, "Although you’ve fooled me quite a few times, with a not-so-short list of prior offenses, I still believe."

An Yan pursed her lips into a smile, her arms hooking around his neck, and she planted a kiss on him.

She intended just a light kiss, but the man held the back of her head and deepened their kiss.

After a good while, he finally released her lips.

His fingertips caressed her rosy lips, "Don’t worry, you’re my woman, and I will always protect you."

An Yan smiled brightly, "Thank you, my dear boyfriend. Let me show you something."

She took out her phone and pulled up the surveillance footage from the hospital.

After watching everything, Fu Shiyan’s expression darkened immediately.

He asked, "Do you want to clarify things now?"

An Yan shook her head, "I don’t want to make this surveillance footage public for the moment; it’s not the right time yet."

Fu Shiyan felt both anger and heartache for his girl.

Why wouldn’t such a good girl be cherished by her father or loved by her grandmother?

He held her in his arms, "Whatever you want to do, just do it. I’ll take care of the aftermath for you."

An Yan responded softly, "Ayan, you’re so good to me."

The car stopped in front of a very private and exclusive Suzhou cuisine restaurant.

An Yan put on a mask and got out of the car with Fu Shiyan, walking in together.

After they entered the private room, they saw Bi Chong playing on his mobile phone.

Seeing the arrivals, Bi Chong put away his usual laid-back and rascal attitude and quickly stood up to greet them, "Boss, Mr. Fu."

Hearing this title, Fu Shiyan couldn’t help but laugh, "Shouldn’t you be saying ’sister’ and ’brother-in-law’?"