Chapter 49 Qianqian gently pecking at her snowy neck

An Yan heard him, "Younger Uncle, then you go ahead with your work, see you tonight."

Fu Shiyan turned around and saw Han Yang walking in.

"The stocks of An Corporation have fallen enough, stop now," he said.

Han Yang somewhat guessed that Fu Shiyan stopped because of An Yan, nodded, and left.

At six in the evening, Fu Shiyan ended his video conference and drove himself towards Bishui Bay.

Passing by a flower shop, he bought a bouquet of red roses.

Looking at the charming and tempting roses, they seemed to him like the blossoming sight of An Yan beneath him, as enchanting as the roses.

He had never thought he would date someone eight years his junior, nor had he ever imagined that his girlfriend had once been his nephew's ex-fiancée.

He smiled, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards Bishui Bay.

An Yan glanced at the time; Fu Shiyan had messaged her that he would arrive around seven.

As the time was almost there, she started cooking.