Hearing the sound, An Yan suddenly opened her eyes.

Seeing the unpopular duo, her expression instantly calmed down.

An Yirou's voice was weak, "Sister, are you okay?"

An Yan sat up, raised her red lips, "I almost burned to ashes for your blessing."

Ignoring the other party's sarcasm, Fu Chenyu was also amazed by An Yan's bare face.

The disgusting honor of the past is no longer there, but now it is like a cold red rose, with a kind of beauty that is independent of the world.

He frowned and asked, "You... are An Yan?"

An Yan sneered, "Mr. Fu, wipe your mouth."

Fu Chenyu was puzzled, but he actually raised his hand to wipe it obediently.

An Yan raised her eyebrows and accompanied by a playful laughter, "Seeing me as beautiful as a flower, my saliva flowed out."

Fu Chenyu was angry and embarrassed, "Who do you think you are? You can't even compare to Yirou's one-tenth of it! Fortunately, Yirou was thinking about you and wanted to see how you were in a while. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not knowing the good people's hearts!"

"Missing?" An Yan curled a sarcastic curve in the corner of her lips. "I know that my fiancé abandoned me, but she still brought him to me to show off her power. Is this a concern? It is clearly showing off and exciting."

"You!" Fu Chenyu didn't expect An Yan to be so eloquent.

"You, take the door with you when you go out!" An Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense to them and directly issued an order to expel guests.

Not only did An Yirou not leave, she picked up a glass of cold water on the table, "Sister, I know you are angry with me, so I use water instead of wine to seek my forgiveness."

She quickly took it over and forced it into An Yan's hand.

An Yan narrowed her eyes and naturally knew what trick An Yirou was going to play, so she avoided it.

The next second, An Yirou let out a sigh, poured the water in the cup on his body, and fell backwards.

Fu Chenyu quickly stepped forward and hugged An Yirou and took a step back. His eyes were so bitter that he was so angry that he said, "An Yan, you are simply too much!"

"As long as my sister can relieve her breath, I will admit that even if I pour my hot boiled water." An Yiru was as weak as a little white flower, which was extremely pitiful.

An Yan got out of bed, stood at the table with her slippers, and poured a glass of slightly hot water from the kettle.

She turned to An Yirou and smiled sly on the corner of her lips, "Since you have such a sincere attitude, I will satisfy you!"

An Yan suddenly poured water on An Yirou's face.

An Yirou subconsciously avoided, but the water still affected her cheeks more or less.

She shouted in pain, "It's so hot, my face! It hurts so much, it hurts me..."

She never expected An Yan to take action. After all, no matter how much she provoked her before, she had never been angry.

What's wrong today?

How could she be so cruel!

Fu Chenyu stepped forward and raised his hand to greet An Yan's side face.

Before his fingertips touched An Yan, his wrist was grabbed by strong force and he folded it back hard.

"Damn it! Let go! I'm about to be broken by you!"

Not only did An Yan not stop, she also raised her foot and kicked the man in the knee.

Fu Chenyu's face immediately looked like a dish, and blue veins burst out from his forehead, "You!"

An Yan stared at the two of them with cold eyes, "If you don't want to continue looking for abuse, just get out!"

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Fu Shiyan walked in with the food box.

Seeing this, An Yan suddenly fell back weakly and bonelessly.

Fu Shiyan walked forward with a quick step and took the man into his arms.

An Yan took the opportunity to wrap around the man's thin waist, and his eyes were red, "Uncle..."

Fu Shiyan looked at the girl's simple and delicate little face and was stunned at first, and had to admit that the girl was as beautiful as a real person.

While stunning, he looked at the look in An Yan's eyes and immediately realized that she was bullied by Fu Chenyu and An Yirou.

A low air pressure surrounded the entire ward. His sharp eyes swept over and his voice was cold, "What did you do?"

Fu Chenyu was shocked and pointed at An Yan, "It's clearly her!"

I thought it would be too shameless to say that I was beaten by a woman.

He rubbed his knees, stared at An Yan, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, don't be deceived by this woman! She is so good at pretending!"

"At the moment of life and death, you gave up on her. Now you bring the mistress here to stimulate her and hit her!" Fu Shiyan's handsome face sank a little, and his eyes were cold, "Is this what the Fu family teaches you?"

He patted An Yan's back lightly, An Yan let go of him and took the food box from Fu Shiyan's hand.

Fu Chenyu looked at Fu Shiyan incredibly, "Uncle, I am your nephew! You are actually protecting that woman!"

Fu Shiyan looked at him with cold eyes, "I'm just telling the truth!"

Although An Yirou was said to be a mistress, she hurriedly blocked Fu Chenyu in front of her, and burst into tears, "Uncle, it's all my fault! My sister was unhappy when she saw me, so she threw boiling water on my face. Chen Yu couldn't see it and then ran into her words to her sister."

An Yan had to admire An Yirou's ability to avoid the important and take the minority. She put the blame on her in a few words, and kept silent about what she was doing as the initiator.

Hearing this, Fu Shiyan turned around and looked at An Yan. An Yan tightly pursed her lips, and tears in her eyes instantly poured out, feeling particularly aggrieved.

His eyes turned to An Yirou, and the disgust in his eyes could not be concealed, "Since you know you are bored with her, don't show up in front of her again!"

An Yirou said this just to reflect An Yan's image as a shrew when she lost her temper.

Unexpectedly, Fu Shiyan actually said something that was biased towards An Yan. She was so angry that she almost bit her silver teeth.

She pursed her lips and whispered unwillingly, "I understand." Then she helped Fu Chenyu to leave.

"Apology!" Fu Shiyan Sen's cold voice rang.

Fu Chenyu and An Yi were so soft that they almost couldn't get up.

Fu Chenyu still wanted to explain, but when he met the man's cold eyes, he knew that all the defense was useless.

He said unconvincedly, "I'm sorry!"

"Re-apologize!" Fu Shiyan spoke indifferently.

Fu Chenyu suppressed his anger and his tone softened a little, "I'm sorry."

An Yirou also apologized.

Fu Chenyu glared at An Yan fiercely, snorted coldly, and limped out with An Yirou's support.

Fu Shiyan looked at Fu Chenyu's lame look and was a little puzzled.

An Yan saw that the other party was confused and sniffed, "He kicked me the first kick, and I avoided it, and he kicked it on the bed frame."

The first kick?

It seems that Fu Chenyu kicked two feet in total.

He asked, "Do you need to call a doctor?"

An Yan shook her head, "No need to worry, thank you uncle."

"You're welcome." Fu Shiyan looked at his watch, "After breakfast, rest, Chen Yu will not come tonight. Han Yang will come to watch the night later. If you have something to do, please tell him."

An Yan understood what the man meant and followed the flow, "Uncle, if you have something to do, go and do it."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer in vain or beating."

Is it reasonable to be wronged? Beating?

An Yan was laughing in her heart, and Uncle Fu still had a strong brain-stimulating ability.

She nodded obediently.
Chapter completed!