Su Yue’s eyes sparkled, "What happened?"
"I found my biological parents."
Su Yue widened her eyes, "You found them?"
"The Mu Family in Jiangcheng." An Yan looked at Su Yue with her mouth agape, unable to help but laugh.
Su Yue clutched her hand, "My god! I just knew you weren’t ordinary, beautiful and smart, turns out you inherited the excellent genes of the Mu Family. I’m so excited! My god! Hurry, hurry, hurry, a toast to you first."
She gulped down a glass, "What about Mu Yingying? Isn’t she from the Mu Family?"
It seed she figured out sothing, "So Mu Yingying was switched with you? Should her na be An Yingying?"
An Yan gave a thumbs up, "Exactly, smart."
She recounted the story of the baby switch twenty-one years ago to Su Yue.
Su Yue felt her values shattering, she angrily slamd the table, "The An Family is just too shaless! But what goes around cos around, huh! The mad one goes mad, the dead one dies, it’s just that An Zaili got lucky, hiding in prison."
An Yan said indifferently, "An Zaili is also dead."
"Dead?" Su Yue was shocked, "Dead in prison?"
An Yan nodded, "The news has been sealed, only a few insiders know. He was strangled by a killer who had always been employed by An Yingying. Sent straight to heaven."
Su Yue furrowed her brows, "An Zaili could have never dread it, no matter how much he tried to hide, he couldn’t escape this fate."
An Yan nodded, "All the An Family’s deaths were orchestrated by An Yingying, I guess they must have owed her sothing in their past life, and this life she’s co to collect."
"What about the killer?"
An Yan picked up a piece of poached fish, gracefully removing the bones, "He got away."
Su Yue paused, "Then could he co after you?"
"Absolutely certain." An Yan spoke slowly and deliberately.
"What should we do?"
An Yan flashed a sly smile, "He’s coming to find tomorrow night."
Su Yue frowned, "Do you need to do anything?"
An Yan whispered sothing to her.
Su Yue blinked, "That’s it, so simple?"
An Yan laughed, "Simple, huh? It requires good acting skills, you know?"
Su Yue chuckled, "If I act well, you’ll have to give an award."
"Okay, I’ll help you make your debut." A determined glint flashed in An Yan’s eyes.
In the afternoon, An Yan prepared to take Qingqing ho, but Qingqing refused.
She said An Yan had helped her enough and she couldn’t always depend on An Yan. She needed to integrate into this city as soon as possible and support herself.
An Yan thought Qingqing was a girl with integrity and didn’t say anything more, driving off to Fu Corporation.
An Yan’s arrival directly dispelled the rumors of President Fu’s divorce.
Everyone who saw An Yan had tears in their eyes, full of gratitude and respect.
Their good days were finally arriving.
An Yan lightly tapped on the President’s office door, a low, deep reply ca from inside.
She pushed the door open and in a coquettish voice, asked, "President Fu, do you need so coffee?"
Fu Shiyan didn’t look up, his brows were tightly furrowed, showing displeasure, "Get out!"
"Don’t be like that, I just wanted to ask what you’d like to drink, why so fierce?"
Fu Shiyan abruptly lifted his gaze, ready to utter an embarrassing rebuke, but the next second, his frosty features were instantly bathed in warm sunshine.
He rose and walked around the desk to the apple of his eye, "You’re here so early?"
An Yan wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, "Do you find coming early a bother? Did I interrupt your cuddling with other vixens?"
"I only have you, my little vixen, where are the others?" Fu Shiyan kissed her forehead, "I long to die on you every single day, how could I deal with other vixens? No, those are all witches from Black Mountain."
An Yan’s laughter was crisp and pleasant, "I should find an old witch to drain you dry, save you from pestering all day long."
"Don’t like clinging to you?"
Fu Shiyan bent down to kiss her, deeply and gently, with tender affection.
"Still saying you don’t like it? Your body has gone all soft like this."
An Yan’s face flushed, and she pushed against his solid chest, discontentedly saying, "Even though I’m pregnant, I’m also a woman! Is it strange to have so reaction? Moreover, if it were another man, I could still have a reaction!"
Fu Shiyan slapped her pert buttocks, "Still thinking about other n? Seems like I haven’t fed you enough?"
He lifted her up onto the desk, pinched her chin, and kissed her.
An Yan, afraid he would lose control again, quickly intervened, "No, you can’t always indulge."
"I know, I won’t greet the babies, just kissing you."
"That’s not okay either, soone will co in soon."
"They won’t, who doesn’t have the sense to avoid coming in."
As soon as the words were spoken, soone knocked on the office door.
Fu Shiyan’s face visibly darkened at a visible speed; he took off An Yan’s coat and hung it on the coat rack, then carried her to the sofa, and went back to sit behind his desk, "Co in."
Han Yang entered with a docunt in hand, seeing his boss’s frustrated deanor, he tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, with great reluctance, "President Fu, an urgent docunt needs your signature."
"You can leave work now," said President Fu, his voice cold.
Han Yang knew that his boss wasn’t kindly thinking about him, but was afraid he’d bring more docunts for review.
He nodded, turned, and walked away as if a red-dressed female ghost was chasing after his life.
When Fu Shiyan looked at An Yan, his iceberg deanor instantly softened, "Wait for a bit, I’ll be quick."
"Speed of light?" An Yan arched an eyebrow, her smile deep with aning.
Fu Shiyan curved his lips into a smile, "I move quickly, it’s not about the ti, you know what I an."
An Yan: "..."
Alright, in terms of verbal sparring, An Yan was utterly defeated.
Fu Shiyan worked efficiently, circling the unreasonable parts in the docunt within ten minutes.
He closed the file and placed it on the desk, stood up to get his coat from the rack and put it on, then grabbed An Yan’s coat and walked over to the sofa, "Let’s go."
"So soon?" An Yan got up in surprise.
Fu Shiyan helped her into her coat, grinning mischievously, "If I took too long, you’d start crying again."
"Fu Shiyan, can’t you go a day without saying sothing cheeky? What about prenatal education?"
Fu Shiyan chuckled lowly, "I’m wrong, from now on I’ll text you the cheeky stuff."
An Yan glared at him, "Dirty old man!"
"As long as my blade hasn’t dulled, I’m fine," said Fu Shiyan as he embraced her and left.
The two went down to the garage, where Fu Shiyan took An Yan’s car keys and got into the car.
They headed to Moon Restaurant.
Sister Tang made a whole table of new dishes for An Yan, and at the end, An Yan ate to her fill and then took the leftovers ho with her.
That night, Fu Shiyan leaned against the headboard, starting to fulfill his daddy duties by telling stories to the babies.
He narrated "Alice in Wonderland" with such emotion and vividness, and when he finished, he found that An Yan had fallen asleep.
He kissed her forehead, "Goodnight, Yanyan."
The following day, at Wanjiang Banquet Hotel.
Tonight, the hotel was only hosting a banquet for the Mu Family.
Whether it was the hotel’s security or the bodyguards arranged by the Fu and Mu families, all maintained cautious vigilance.
They checked each invitation thoroughly and only allowed entry into the hotel after strict comparison.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.
At the back door of the hotel, a delivery truck loaded with food stopped there.
A man wearing a duckbill cap carried a basket of potatoes and walked inside.
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