Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 99 The Dream is Over, It’s Time for Her to Wake Up

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 The Dream is Over, It’s Time for Her to Wake Up

An Yan looked at the darkened screen and couldn’t help but clutch her cell phone tightly.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and after much hesitation, she still dialed Fu Shiyan’s number.

The call connected quickly.

The man’s voice sounded somewhat weary, "Yanyan?"

"Ayan, when are you coming back? I’ll make you spring noodles."

Fu Shiyan replied, "I have a video conference in a bit, so I might come back late. Just wait for me at home, and if you get tired, go to sleep first."

An Yan softly hummed, "Ayan, these past few days you’ve been leaving early and returning late, is there a lot happening at the company?"

"Indeed there is, Fu Corporation is currently collaborating with the American company, Bol Corporation, on a lithium battery project. Since it involves new energy, an area Fu Corporation has never ventured into before, it requires some extra thought."

An Yan softly said, "I see."

She gazed at the distant neon for a long while before finally turning around, picking up her backpack, and heading out the door.

The black Mercedes drove swiftly among the traffic until it came to a halt at a red light.

An Yan’s hands were on the steering wheel, and all she could think about were Su Manxi’s words.

"Don’t think Shiyan is really all about you; he defended you that day but he’s been showing concern for me behind your back."

"Don’t say you don’t believe it, do you dare to come to my villa later and see for yourself?"

"I’m getting discharged from the hospital tonight, and he’s going to come to my place to see me."

"Don’t think your love is so great, you’re overestimating yourself."

"Remember, a noble presence can never outweigh a childhood sweetheart, I will always have a place in Shiyan’s heart."

"I don’t mind sharing him with you, as long as you don’t mind."

Of course, An Yan didn’t believe Su Manxi’s words.

It’s just that in the past few days, Fu Shiyan had seemed somewhat distant towards her, and she couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy, especially with Su Manxi sounding so confident.

When the green light turned on, An Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the car shot forward.

Half an hour later, An Yan’s car stopped in front of the wrought iron gate at the entrance of the Su Family Manor.

The iron gate opened automatically, and she drove into the manor, stopping behind a row of bushes not far from the villa, which concealed her car from view.

Her fingertips tapped against the steering wheel as she waited to see the drama that Su Manxi had invited her to witness.

About ten minutes later, a black Maybach stopped in front of the villa, the car door opened, and a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped firmly onto the ground.

The man bent down as he got out of the car, adjusted his suit, and strode inside.

An Yan felt a tightness in her chest, how could Fu Shiyan be here?

Wasn’t he supposed to be in a video conference?

Why was he here?

She suddenly gripped the steering wheel tightly and then pushed the car door open, running towards the villa.

She pursed her lips, took out her phone, and called Fu Shiyan, but the call remained unanswered despite being connected.

She looked up at the villa’s windows and suddenly saw the silhouettes of a man and a woman entwined on the curtains.

She couldn’t believe it, this was impossible!

She called Su Manxi, and after a long while, the latter finally picked up.

"Ah! Shiyan, be gentle, it hurts!"

"Please, could you go slower?"

"Ah! No, don’t!"

...

The woman’s wanton voice reached her, and An Yan only felt that she was putting on a show, until the man’s panting voice came through.

"Baby, scream louder."

With a bang!

An Yan’s scalp exploded, that was unmistakably Fu Shiyan’s voice.

The hand holding the phone suddenly dropped, and An Yan felt as though all her strength had left her, breathing heavily, frightened that if she closed her mouth, she’d lose the ability to breathe on her own.

An Yan turned and got back into the car, starting it up and driving out of the manor.

The dim streetlights elongated the shadow of the car, and her vision gradually blurred.

She raised her hand to wipe it, her cheeks wet.

She sneered, so Fu Shiyan’s coldness towards her these past few days was because he was passionate about another woman and had no energy or time to deal with her.

Forget it, she’d treat the past month and a half as if she were living a grand spring and autumn dream.

Now that the dream was over, it was time for her to wake up.

The car accelerated, quickly blending into the lonely night.

Inside the Su family villa.

Fu Shiyan sat on the living room sofa, his expression slightly grim as he looked at Su Manxi sitting opposite, "What do you want to say?"

Su Manxi’s eyes were red, "An Yan and Mu Qianfan’s relationship isn’t so pure. She helped Mu Qianfan get in touch with Divine Doctor Y. What kind of relationship would warrant that much help? Shiyan, don’t be deceived by this woman!"

Fu Shiyan’s cold eyes narrowed, "I know very well what An Yan is like, and I know even better what you are like. I didn’t come today just to listen to your nonsense. The main purpose is to tell you that if there is a next time, don’t blame me for turning my face and being merciless."

He took out a recording pen from his suit pocket and pressed the play button.

"That night I was making soup, and Mrs. Su told me to add peanuts. I had heard others say the young lady was allergic to peanuts and mangoes, so I told Mrs. Su that the young lady couldn’t eat peanuts. But Mrs. Su scolded me, and I had no choice but to do as she said. The next day, Mrs. Su gave me fifty thousand yuan to go back to my hometown, reminding me that if anyone asked, I had to say it was my mistake, or else they would hold me criminally responsible."

"That day it wasn’t a careless mistake that burned Miss Su, rather Miss Su grabbed my hand and poured a bowl of boiling soup on her own hand. Later, Mrs. Su gave me a hundred thousand yuan hush money. In the end, I still had to compensate them fifty thousand, so all in all, I made fifty thousand. But President Fu, you really can’t blame me for this!"

Fu Shiyan looked at Su Manxi’s dramatically changing face, "The first part is from the Su family’s Nanny Zhou; the second is from the caregiver, Nanny Zhang. Su Manxi, you used harming yourself to gain my sympathy, which is quite an effort. It’s just too bad that even if you died, I wouldn’t be sad in the slightest."

Fu Shiyan stood up, glancing at her coldly, "Don’t appear in my sight in the future, and don’t harass An Yan. She is my bottom line."

Watching the man’s merciless departure, Su Manxi burst into tears.

At that moment, Mother Su Ailin came downstairs. She had wanted to create an environment for the two young people to be alone, but unexpectedly, she heard her daughter crying.

Ailin stopped the man, "Shiyan, what on earth happened?"

Fu Shiyan didn’t turn back, his voice chillingly cold, "Aren’t you clear about what you’ve done? If not, listen to the recording pen to help jog your memory. Are you aware of the Jiang family’s downfall? If there is a next time, the Su family will be the next Jiang family!"

Ailin trembled all over, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Her intention was to use Su Manxi as a shield to establish a close connection with Fu Shiyan, but her trump card had turned into a pile of worthless cards.

Ailin steadied herself, sitting next to Su Manxi, "Manxi, how did it come to this? How did you get exposed?"

Su Manxi shook her head, "We all forgot, he is Fu Shiyan! Who can deceive him?"

Her eyes hardened, and she bit her teeth fiercely, "No matter, if I can’t have it, no one else should even think about having it!"

She took a deep breath, stood up, and went to the second floor. Opening the door to the master bedroom, she saw the man and woman’s actions on the bed, "Get out! I hired you to act, not to turn this farce into reality!"

The man pulled away the sheets, naked as he got off the bed and slowly began to dress, clearing his throat to speak in Fu Shiyan’s voice, "My voice is rather valuable; I think I can raise my price."

The woman, too, spoke in Su Manxi’s voice, "I think I can raise my price as well."

Su Manxi threw a card on the ground, "Get out, all of you get out! If you let a word of this slip, you won’t find a place to hide from me!"