Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 93 I Just Want to Be Dominated by You to Death in Bed

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 I Just Want to Be Dominated by You to Death in Bed

Looking into the girl’s autumnal eyes, Fu Shiyan spoke seriously, "Afraid of being jinxed? Of course, I’m not. We just need to avoid getting a marriage certificate."

An Yan was quite touched, but the last sentence made her want to smash the man’s head in.

Fu Shiyan laughed out loud, hurriedly hugging the little creature about to erupt, "Were you serious?"

An Yan huffed, glared at him, her face puffed up with anger like a blowfish, "I won’t listen to the nonsense!"

"Are you cursing me?"

"Hmph! I’ll curse anyone who angers me!"

Fu Shiyan softly hummed, "Go ahead, curse. I love everything you say."

An Yan tried to break free from his embrace, but Fu Shiyan whispered in her ear, "Yanyan, don’t believe all that nonsense. Even if you jinx me, I’m not afraid. I’d be happy to be jinxed by you, even dying in bed."

"Fu Shiyan, you really are, you’re really too much!" An Yan pushed him forcefully, her words muffled as if she was teasing, "So much for the celibate idol, it’s all fake."

Fu Shiyan felt cheerful, looking at her rosy-cheeked face, "I’ve never claimed to be celibate, on the contrary, I embrace desire."

An Yan shot him a look, and Fu Shiyan’s statement couldn’t be truer. Ever since they became intimate, whenever they slept together, she never had a good night’s sleep.

"Let’s go, the police station is crowded."

Fu Shiyan glanced around, "What’s there to fear? If we’re discovered, we’ll just make it public."

"Your father is about to explode with rage. If he finds out about us, he may literally blow up. If not, you might end up mourning for three more years." An Yan coughed lightly, "I don’t mean to curse him! I’m just saying, Grandma..."

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, "Grandma?"

"Aunt, I mean, Aunt, letting me in, can she get over it mentally?"

Fu Shiyan pressed his brow, acknowledging she had a point.

"Actually, I hope our relationship receives blessings." An Yan glanced at her watch, forty minutes had passed since the incident, "I guess your father will call soon."

"Yanyan, the phrase ’your father’ sounds a bit awkward."

An Yan thought for a moment, "How about ’your daddy, that old baby’?"

Fu Shiyan burst into laughter, pinching the girl’s cheek, "You really are naughty."

Speaking of Cao Cao, Fu Shiyan’s phone in his suit pocket buzzed.

"Answer it."

Fu Shiyan took it out and saw it was from Fu Haichuan.

He answered, and an enraged voice came through,

"The surveillance footage has leaked! Hurry and delete the video online, then hold a press conference saying that Chenyu was deceived by that doctor, and then have Chenyu and An Yirou divorce! Let the An family be kicked out of Jiangcheng!"

Fu Shiyan spoke calmly, "The surveillance video can’t be deleted."

"Are you defending that woman? Do you realize she has turned the Fu family into the laughingstock of the entire Hua Country?"

"Why do you still have a bias against An Yan? Is it her fault that Fu Chenyu cheated? Is it her fault that An Yirou’s morality deteriorated? Is it her fault that the An family framed her? Why do you always blame the victim? The root of all this is Fu Chenyu. He isn’t three years old and is capable of solving his own problems."

Fu Shiyan simply hung up the phone, clearly letting Fu Chenyu deal with it himself.

An Yan blinked, "You really won’t interfere?"

Fu Shiyan hummed softly, "This matter will at most embarrass the Fu family, but it won’t cause any economic damage. Fu Chenyu harassed my girlfriend time and again, why should I clean up his mess? He lost face himself; he should pick it up."

An Yan curved her lips, "Fu Chenyu got a taste of his own medicine, I guess he’s green with rage now."

Fu Chenyu, whose face had indeed turned green as if he were wearing the vast Hulun Buir prairie on his head, was sitting on a long bench outside the operating room.

He was dangling a cigarette from the corner of his mouth, listening to Old Master Fu go on and on over the phone.

"Grandpa, please, can you stop talking? My head is green enough as it is."

Fu Haichuan fell silent for a while, "Chenyu, tell your grandfather the truth, did you already know that the child in An Yirou’s belly wasn’t yours?"

How could Fu Chenyu possibly admit that? Once he admitted it, he would have to face the consequences of the press conference, and Old Master Fu would surely disown him.

"That Director Yang and An Yirou’s grandmother are related, they’re in cahoots."

Fu Haichuan sighed, "Your younger uncle has decided to wash his hand of it. Chenyu, you should hold a press conference yourself and expose the collusion between the doctor and the An family to the public."

Fu Chenyu ground his teeth, "Younger Uncle is washing his hands of it?"

"Yes, settle it tonight, I don’t want this to affect the Fu Corporation."

Looking at the darkened screen, Fu Chenyu took a deep breath. He guessed that Shiyan must have found out about his entanglement with An Yan, which was why he was ignoring it.

He pulled up the photos of Shiyan and An Yan at the supermarket and had his assistant send them to Old Master Fu using a different number.

If Shiyan wasn’t going to let him have peace, then he wouldn’t let Shiyan have peace either—he was going to repay tooth for tooth!

The operating room’s light sign dimmed, the metal door opened, and An Yirou was wheeled out.

Director Yang, trembling, looked at Fu Chenyu, "The child, I was able, able to save it."

Fu Chenyu nodded in satisfaction, "Come with me to the hospital room."

Only three people were in the hospital room: the still-unconscious An Yirou, Director Yang, and Fu Chenyu.

Fu Chenyu sat beside the bed, crossing his legs, and slowly started peeling an apple from the table.

Director Yang cautiously said, "Young Master Fu, I’ve saved the child as you requested, could you let me go now?"

"Of course."

"Thank you, Young Master Fu, thank you."

Fu Chenyu cut a small piece of apple and put it in his mouth, "I’m arranging for you to move to a private hospital, keeping your present position, but I need you to do something for me later."

Director Yang asked, "Wha... what is it?"

"Don’t worry, you will definitely be able to do it," he responded.

With no other options, Director Yang had to agree, otherwise, her career would come to an end.

An Yirou woke up half an hour later. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Chenyu’s grim face.

Feeling abdominal pain, she thought she had miscarried, brewed up some sorrowful emotions, and cried out, "Chenyu, our baby is gone. It’s all An Yan’s fault, she pushed me onto the fence. You must avenge our child!"

Fu Chenyu suddenly twisted his lips into a smile, then laughed out loud, tears streaming down his face.

An Yirou, bewildered, "Chenyu, Chenyu what’s wrong with you? Is it because our child is gone that you’re shocked?"

Fu Chenyu leaned forward, gripping her chin, "You whore, do you really think I don’t know anything? Hmm?"

He pulled up a video on his phone; An Yirou watched the scene unfold and heard her own harsh words confessing the child was the security guard’s, not Fu Chenyu’s, and she immediately broke down, denying it.

"Chenyu, it’s forged, it must be that bitch An Yan’s doing. Chenyu, believe me!"