Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 89: The Sobbing Sound was Silenced by the Man’s Kiss

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: The Sobbing Sound was Silenced by the Man’s Kiss

Fu Shiyan was taken aback, "Kiss who?"

"Su Manxi!"

"I didn’t." Fu Shiyan was very firm, "I really didn’t."

"I went to the hospital, saw you two kissing."

"How could I possibly kiss her?" Fu Shiyan thought carefully, "But today, when I was applying medicine on her hand, she suddenly came closer, what you saw must have been a misleading illusion."

Bathed in the silver moonlight, An Yan looked into Fu Shiyan’s obsidian-like eyes, trying to discern the truth of his words.

"Yanyan, I’ve told you, I have no feelings for her."

An Yan thought, could it be that Su Manxi had seen her standing at the door of the hospital room and moved closer to Fu Shiyan on purpose, to create a false impression, wanting to cause a misunderstanding between them?

Fu Shiyan sighed softly, "You have to believe me, now that I have you, who else could I hold in my eyes or heart?"

An Yan hummed, muttering softly, "Who knows!"

Fu Shiyan turned her stubborn face toward him, "Do you know how worried I was about you? I called you, and you didn’t answer, thinking you might have gone to the supermarket or for a walk, I drove around aimlessly looking for you.

At that moment, my heart was in a panic.

In the future, could you please not ignore my texts or calls?

Even if you’re still mad, at least let me know where you are and that you’re safe."

An Yan blinked, her heart softening.

Earlier, as she tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, all she could think about was Fu Shiyan.

She knew she came off as pathetic, but she just missed his kisses, his embrace.

She wanted to see him, yet feared that seeing him might lead to another argument.

She leaned into his embrace, her voice tender and sweet, "From now on, keep your distance from her, I’m petty, and get insanely jealous."

"Okay, whatever you say, I agree," he responded.

An Yan’s fingers toyed with the buttons on his shirt, "Didn’t you leave? Why did you come back?"

"Qianfan was eyeing you hungrily, how could I possibly leave you here alone. You even drank two cans of beer with him, do you know what the consequences of getting drunk are?"

"You were secretly watching me? Where were you hiding?"

"Behind a tree."

An Yan laughed out loud, "Then did you get bitten by mosquitoes?"

"Yes, many parts of my body are itchy."

An Yan, taking him at his word, said, "Then let me get you some ointment to apply." As she spoke, she pulled her backpack closer, took out a bottle of ointment, and started unbuttoning his shirt.

She shone a small flashlight, checking carefully front, back, left, and right but didn’t find any bumps.

"Didn’t you say you were itchy?"

"Yes, quite itchy."

"Where exactly?"

Fu Shiyan guided her hand downward, "Such a big bump, and you didn’t feel it?"

An Yan’s face flushed red, feeling both annoyed and amused, "Fu Shiyan, aren’t you annoying?"

"Really itchy, help me apply it."

"You shameless!"

Fu Shiyan chuckled softly, his voice exceptionally pleasant, "Yanyan, help me apply it, hmm?"

"Go to hell!"

Fu Shiyan took the ointment from her hand, pressed her down under him, his eyes dark and deep, "Why are your lips sealed so tightly? Open up a bit, let Brother Yan in."

"Fu Shiyan, you’re shameless... mmm..."

The man captured her lips, as if savoring a piece of sweet fruit candy, addictive.

He whispered in her ear, "Where did that car come from?"

An Yan, somewhat dazed, answered, "It’s the car I left at Su Yue’s place, she brought it to me."

"Was the car modified?"

"Yeah, the engine system was modified, from the computer system to the turbochargers, exhaust pipe, all alterations were made."

"You understand this stuff?"

An Yan hummed, "I modified it myself."

Fu Shiyan felt there were too many secrets about An Yan, he was truly fortunate.

"How are you so incredible? Did you drink at the bar?"

"No, I’m a law-abiding good citizen."

Fu Shiyan looked down at her and gently pecked her lips, "Driving should follow rules, but the car now doesn’t have to, speeding isn’t being monitored anymore."

"What?"

Fu Shiyan smiled wickedly, causing An Yan’s heart to skip a beat, fearing the worst. Just as she was about to speak out, her choked voice was sealed by his kiss.

Footsteps approached from outside the tent, and An Yan suddenly snapped to awareness.

She pushed the man away and scrambled up, pulling down her nightgown that had ridden up to her neck, and crawled to the tent door.

The zipper had been half-lowered when Fu Shiyan had entered a moment ago.

She stuck her small head out and saw Mu Qianfan approaching.

"An Yan, are you okay? I heard noises from inside your tent."

An Yan laughed, "I’m fine, I might have been talking in my sleep. Brother Mu, you should go to sleep."

Mu Qianfan nodded, "Alright, just call me if you need anything."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night." Mu Qianfan turned and returned to his tent.

An Yan let out a deep sigh of relief and zipped up the tent.

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her back.

Fu Shiyan braced his hands beside her head, "Brother Mu? You seem quite fond of calling him that."

"Should I also call you a fond nickname?"

"I think you should, go ahead, I like hearing you call me."

An Yan, "...Fu Shiyan!"

"I’m waiting, hurry up."

"Younger Uncle!"

Fu Shiyan’s eyes darkened, "I’ll give you another chance, call me Brother Yan."

"Younger Uncle, Younger Uncle, Younger Uncle..."

An Yan deeply regretted it—no matter how many times she called him ’Brother Yan’ afterward, the man didn’t pity her in the slightest.

An Yan accused him of pretending to be concerned and caring about her, calling it all nonsense.

Fu Shiyan then said, sparing her in bed would be the greatest cruelty to himself.

Indeed, a man’s mouth, deceitful as ever.

Fu Shiyan wrapped his arms around her, looking up at the starry sky through the air vent, "Yanyan, I really like you."

But these words went unheard by An Yan, who was asleep.

Fu Shiyan kissed her little mouth and closed his eyes, contentedly drifting off to sleep.

The mountain was cloaked in thick mist, with branches covered in a thin layer of morning dew, shimmering under the sudden bright lights.

An Yan and Fu Shiyan sat side by side on small stools, sharing a smile as if nothing unpleasant had happened the day before.

At that moment, Mu Qianfan approached.

"Didn’t President Fu go down the mountain last night?"

Fu Shiyan, unflustered, responded, "I came up this morning."

Mu Qianfan smirked, hands in his pockets, "Hmm, the sunrise at Flat Peak Mountain is particularly beautiful. But for the sake of the sunrise, President Fu, you really have patience, waiting all night at the mountain’s base."

Fu Shiyan glanced at him and lightly laughed, "Because it’s worth it, not a wasted trip."

Thinking about their intimate moments last night, and Fu Shiyan’s satisfied expression, An Yan knew it hadn’t been a wasted trip for him.

Worried that Fu Shiyan might say something that could arouse suspicion about their relationship, she quickly changed the subject, pointing at the rising sun in the distance, yelling, "Look, what a beautiful sunrise!"

The three of them watched the rising sun together, their figures bathed in a golden glow.

After watching the sunrise, An Yan and Fu Shiyan prepared to descend the mountain.

Fu Shiyan helped pack up the tent while An Yan said her goodbyes to Mu Qianfan.

"Brother Mu, if you’re free later, send me my aunt’s information."

"Sure, I’ll depend on you then."

"It’s no big deal."

Fu Shiyan quickly finished packing, slung the travel bag over his shoulder, looking somewhat out of place, but still handsome as ever.

"Let’s go."

An Yan nodded and, after greeting Mu Qianfan, left.

Mu Qianfan, watching their figures retreating, clicked his tongue, "An old cow eating young grass, truly shameless!"