An Yan looked at the bathroom door nervously, "Jin Qiao is still here, don't make trouble."

Fu Shiyan clicked his tongue, and his warm breath fell on her ears.

Suddenly, Shiru's touch came, and An Yan's body trembled, "Don't..."

"How exciting, huh?"

Fu Shiyan turned his head and kissed her lips directly, his lips and teeth intertwined, as if he was trying to drain the remaining oxygen from her mouth.

Realizing that the person in his arms was limp, the man let her go. His slightly calloused fingertips gently brushed against her glistening lips, and he laughed softly, "I'll take care of you tonight."

"An Yan, uncle, I've prepared it."

It was Fu Jinqiao's call that brought An Yan back to her senses.

She hit the man hard several times, "I'm so annoyed."

"Tsk, women are so fickle. I liked my uncle so much before." Fu Shiyan raised an evil smile on his lips, "I won't cherish it anymore once I get it."

"You go out first." An Yan pushed the person out, closed the door, and came to the washbasin to look at herself in the mirror. Her face was rosy, her eyes were as silky as silk, and her lips were particularly beautiful.

She quickly washed her face, fearing that Fu Jinqiao would catch some clues.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

An Yan looked over and Fu Shiyan walked in.

He looked at the girl's defensive eyes and chuckled, "I forgot to wash my hands just now."

An Yan picked up a towel and wiped her face, then walked out quickly.

She saw Fu Jinqiao standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking into the distance, "My brother-in-law really knows how to live. This Bishui Bay is indeed a place where every inch of land is precious."

An Yan walked towards her, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of men's underwear hanging on the clothes rack.

The smile on her lips froze, and she walked straight over and took Fu Jinqiao's hand towards the restaurant, while winking at Fu Shiyan who was approaching.

Fu Shiyan raised his eyes and saw what An Yan wanted to signal to him, but he didn't seem to care. He followed them into the restaurant as he wished Fu Jinqiao could see it.

An Yan finally understood that this old man did it on purpose.

She excused herself to get a napkin and quickly stuffed the pair of underwear into the closet.

When An Yan came back, she put a pack of napkins on the table and sat down next to Fu Jinqiao.

Fu Jinqiao dug into half of the curry chicken rice and half of the curry beef rice on the plate and looked satisfied. "An Yan, you can make some more tomorrow so that Bai Qinghan and the others can have a taste."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill around her.

Fu Jinqiao looked at Fu Shiyan with an indifferent expression, "What's wrong, uncle? Why are you so unhappy?"

Fu Shiyan said coldly, "I just need to eat and drink enough. I have to oppress others and then serve others."

Fu Jinqiao pursed her lips, "Brother, why are you so fierce? You're so scary."

An Yan didn't expect Bai Qinghan to go too, "Jin Qiao, who else is there tomorrow?"

"Bai Qinghan, Shang Wenhang." Fu Jinqiao asked, "An Yan, are you and Bai Qinghan having any drama?"

"Of course not. Last night was just a stop-gap measure." An Yan used a spoon to pick up the beef. "It would be no good for anyone to make a big fuss."

"But I think Bai Qinghan is quite serious about you, isn't it, uncle?" Fu Jinqiao asked Fu Shiyan fearlessly.

The man glanced at her indifferently and said, "You can't stop your mouth if you eat."

Fu Jinqiao hesitated and continued, "But grandpa, too, how can I suspect that you have thoughts about An Yan? An Yan, like me, calls you uncle!"

"Have you finished eating?" Fu Shiyan put down his chopsticks. Although there was no extra expression on his face, his extremely cold temperament made Fu Jinqiao's hand holding the chopsticks tremble slightly. This may be the natural aura of a superior person.

Fu Jinqiao took a quick bite and said, "Well, I've finished eating. You can go."

Seeing Fu Shiyan getting up, Fu Jinqiao swallowed the food with difficulty, picked up her bag from the sofa, and looked at An Yan, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, bye." After saying that, she walked to the entrance and was about to put on her shoes.

, turned around and ran into the kitchen to dig out two mouthfuls of rice before leaving.

An Yan watched her uncle and niece leave, and slumped down on the sofa tiredly.

The ball is over and the jealous king is jealous again.

How did she know that Bai Qinghan would be there at the amusement park tomorrow?

She raised her hands to cover her eyes, ready for the baptism of the iceberg...

Here, Fu Shiyan leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette.

Fu Jinqiao walked up to him and said, "Uncle, I'm driving."

Fu Shiyan said lightly, "Xiaobai will call you when he organizes the game. You don't need to call An Yan when you go."

Fu Jinqiao's mind told him, "I understand, uncle, you don't want Bai Qinghan to pursue An Yan! Also, Bai Qinghan's ex-girlfriend can be arranged from South Street to North Street. She is a big carrot."

Fu Shiyan curled his lips, "As long as you understand. Get in the car, and I'll follow you back to your old house."

When Fu Shiyan and Fu Jinqiao entered the old house, the entire Fu family was sitting in the living room with serious expressions.

Fu Chenyu was kneeling in front of Mr. Fu and his wife.

Fu Jinqiao felt that something was wrong, so she quickly ran to Lu Wenxin and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Lu Wenxin shook her head and signaled her to stay quiet.

Fu Chenyu saw Fu Shiyan and said, "Uncle, please help me."

Fu Shiyan looked indifferent, "What can I help you with?"

"I don't want to marry An Yirou. I want to cancel the wedding or change the bride."

Fu Shiyan raised his eyebrows, "Who should I change?"

"An Yan." Fu Chenyu looked up at him.

Fu Shiyan sneered, "Do you think she can agree?"

"The Fu family has a marriage contract with the An family. She should also be the one who originally had the marriage contract." Fu Chenyu said righteously.

"Just give up." Fu Shiyan said calmly.

"I know An Yan is dating Bai Qinghan now, but everything can be changed, right?" Fu Chen argued with reason.

Fu Jingxiang also looked at Fu Shiyan, "Shiyan, do you think there is any chance of this matter turning around?"

Yang Limin also said, "Yes, Shi Yan, Chen Yu really knew that he was wrong and mistook the fish eyes for pearls."

Fu Shiyan stroked the diamond cufflinks, "First, Chen Yu and An Yirou have been registered, that is, they are a legal couple. He has already had his feelings changed once, is it possible that he wants to do it again? Second, An Yan is a living person, not an object.

She also has her own right to choose, and she shouldn't be manipulated by you at will. Thirdly, An Yan has a loved one now, so don't disturb her and break her peaceful life. If someone misses it, it will be a lifetime."

He looked at the old man and said, "I hope you will let me come back again in the future, and it will no longer be because of An Yan's affairs." After saying that, she left without looking back.

Fu Shiyan drove on the road shrouded in neon light and shadow, and he repeatedly recalled in his mind the words he had just given to Fu Chenyu: If someone misses it, it will last a lifetime.
Chapter completed!