Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle Chapter 381 Rescued

"Whimper, whimper, whimper..."

Fu Jinqiao made this sound through her mouth as tears instantly spilled from her eyes.

An Yan leaped into action and, at the mont she cut the ropes with her dagger, caught Fu Jinqiao, and the two of them landed safely on the ground.

She gently peeled the tape from Fu Jinqiao’s mouth, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I’m not hurt, just a bit dizzy." Fu Jinqiao began crying on her shoulder, "Younger Auntie, I thought I was going to die."

Suddenly rembering the sweet sll on her body that could attract rats, she quickly let go of An Yan, "Get away from , or the rats will attack you."

"It’s okay." An Yan took out a small bag from her pack, filled with black powder, and sprinkled a handful on Fu Jinqiao.

Fu Jinqiao gagged imdiately, "What is this?"

"It’s powdered dried horse manure mixed with sulfur and other components; I won’t ntion the rest, but it’s mainly to deter snakes, bugs, rats, and ants."

Fu Jinqiao’s mouth twitched. It was disgusting!

At that mont, the sound of footsteps arose, and she slightly opened her eyes, "Be careful!"

An Yan instantly turned around and saw the man from before running toward them,

Her eyes narrowed with coldness, and she flung out the dagger in her hand.

Thud, thud!

The man fell to the ground, staring at An Yan with death in his eyes, as if he was unwilling to leave his task unfinished, but wounds in his chest, back, and legs left him in too much pain to move.

Fu Shiyan and Mu Qianfan burst through the darkness to An Yan and Fu Jinqiao’s side.

"Third Brother!" Fu Jinqiao flung herself at Mu Qianfan, "Whimper, whimper. I was so scared. I was afraid I’d die and never see you again, and I was so afraid sothing would happen to our baby. I, as a mother, haven’t been able to bring her into this world, whimper, whimper, whimper..."

Mu Qianfan gently stroked her slender back, "Don’t be afraid, it’s all over now, my Jinqiao isn’t afraid. It’s all my fault for not protecting you both, I’m sorry."

Fu Jinqiao shook her head, "It’s not your fault; it’s the fault of the people who kidnapped ."

Mu Qianfan humd a sound, holding her tightly.

Fu Shiyan placed his hand on An Yan’s shoulder, scrutinizing her in the flickering light, "Are you injured?"

"I’m not, but it was too dangerous just now. Jinqiao had syrup on her, and the rats were climbing all over her. If we had been any later, I can’t imagine what might have happened. I was really scared she would be hurt."

Fu Shiyan embraced her, "It’s all over now, there won’t be any more trouble."

An Yan stepped out of his embrace and walked towards the man lying in a pool of blood, who groaned in pain, "If you make her unhappy, you deserve to die."

Seeing his mouth move, An Yan realized he was about to bite his tongue and promptly dislocated his jaw.

"Wanting to die won’t be that easy."

Fu Shiyan walked over, took hold of An Yan’s hand, then bent down and grabbed the man’s hair, dragging him forward.

Mu Qianfan picked up Fu Jinqiao in a fireman’s carry and followed.

Fu Jinqiao’s head rested against his chest, the cold dissipated from her body, and she sniffed the sll on herself, gripping the man’s shirt with her small hand, "Third Brother, do I sll really bad?"

"Not at all, you sll nice."

"You’re lying! I sll like horse manure!"

Mu Qianfan frowned, "Then, did you have luosifen for breakfast?"

Fu Jinqiao frowned when she heard this, "Ah? So it really does stink! I’ve totally lost face now!"

Mu Qianfan sighed lightly, "It’s fine, as long as you’re alive."

"That’s true." Fu Jinqiao rembered the unlucky lottery stick she had drawn last ti, "Third Brother, actually I didn’t tell you, the last ti we went to the temple, I drew an unlucky stick. I didn’t expect it to co true so soon. But fortunately, it all turned out to be a close call in the end."

Mu Qianfan asked, "Why did you keep it from ?"

Fu Jinqiao pouted, "First of all, I always believe in the good and not the bad, and besides, I didn’t draw the worst stick, so I thought it wasn’t too bad."

Mu Qianfan couldn’t help but feel amused; his wife was so cute. Believing only in the good and not the bad, why bother drawing sticks at all?

He let out a long sigh, "I’m sorry I didn’t take good care of you."

Fu Jinqiao sniffled, "Hey, I’m fine. I’ll tell you, if I weren’t pregnant, I would’ve fought back at the ti and knocked the kidnapper’s teeth out! But who sent this kidnapper anyway?"

"Su Manxi."

"Ah! It was her! This woman is just too shaless! I’ll definitely give her a Thunderclap Chain Palm when we catch her!"

Mu Qianfan relaxed his tense nerves when he heard this, and laughed, "What’s a Thunderclap Chain Palm?"

"Pegasus teor Fist, continuous farting, ha! Haven’t you heard of it? No, that’s not right, soone your age should have heard of it, right?"

Mu Qianfan felt like an old cow eating tender grass when his age was ntioned, but the feeling was quite pleasant.

Listening to Fu Jinqiao chatter all the way, his heart finally settled.

Having contacted the police beforehand, they were quickly rescued.

The suspect had been injured, so he was taken to the hospital first for treatnt.

Although Fu Jinqiao claid she was unhard, Mu Qianfan still thought it better to have a full-body check-up, so he took both her and the police officer accompanying them to give a statent to the hospital.

An Yan and Fu Shiyan went directly with Director Li to the police station to record their statents.

Given Fu Shiyan’s special identity and that it was legal for him to carry a gun, coupled with the fact that it was self-defense, he and An Yan left the police station after recording their statents.

Upon reporting to the higher-ups, the police received approval to issue a nationwide warrant for Su Manxi.

At the sa ti, Fu Shiyan pulled so strings, and Su Manxi’s warrant appeared on advertising screens all over the country.

In the dim basent, Su Manxi stared at the news on her phone, and upon seeing that she had beco a wanted criminal, she began to scream frantically.

"Stupid bitch! I will kill you!"

She ran to the bathroom, turned on the light, and, looking at the mirror which showed a face incredibly similar to An Yan’s, she thought, "I refuse to believe that I can’t bring you down!"

After the day’s events, An Yan took a bath and then lay down in bed.

Fu Shiyan watched her slightly damp hair and brought over a hairdryer to dry it for her.

After drying her hair, he sat by the bed, leaning against the headboard, and had An Yan rest her head on his lap, "Can you stop blaming yourself, please?"

"Ayan, you can’t even imagine what Jinqiao looked like with a mouse crawling on her. Now, whenever I close my eyes, that image cos to mind."

Fu Shiyan bent down to kiss her forehead, "It’s all over, Yanyan. Tomorrow is Jinqiao and Qianfan’s wedding; don’t think about anything else now, just get a good night’s sleep, and let’s get through tomorrow smoothly."

An Yan uttered an "Mm."

Fu Shiyan moved her to the pillow, reached out to turn off the wall lamp, and held her close.

An Yan looked at the curtain gap that faintly let through light, "Do you think Su Manxi will get plastic surgery?"

Fu Shiyan pondered for a mont, "It’s very likely. We’ll just strengthen the security for tomorrow’s wedding."