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Entangled with My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 696: 696: The Spirit Lingers On

Author: Tang Tang
updatedAt: 2025-09-20

Chapter 696: Chapter 696: The Spirit Lingers On

Even though they were husband and wife, Chi Yue couldn’t bring herself to do such intimate things in front of others.

She turned her head away from his lips, “Fu Rongyin, can we not do this here?”

Fu Rongyin dangerously narrowed his phoenix eyes, “Why can’t we do it here? Is he your lover?”

Chi Yue hated his thoughtless words but still suppressed her anger to explain to him.

“He is your future brother-in-law, the one just now by your side was Fu Hanyan, your twin sister. Fu Rongyin, even if you forget who everyone else is, you can’t forget your sister. You have been with her since you came into this world, how can you hurt the person she loves most?”

Fu Rongyin laughed lightly, “Where did I hurt him? Did you see me hurt him?”

From the corner of her eye, she saw Nan Yuan fighting with the bodyguards at the door, and she nervously clutched at his collar, “Fu Rongyin, as long as you promise to let him go, I won’t bother you anymore.”

“How am I supposed to believe you?”

“You can choose to believe or not to believe. All I can tell you is if you don’t let Nan Yuan go, when you remember, Xiao Yan won’t forgive you.”

Fu Rongyin’s phoenix eyes were still narrowed, but his expression was unbelievably indifferent.

“You seem unaware of your current situation. Today, when you seduced me, at least half the people present were Zhan Youyou’s.”

Chi Yue was not afraid, “She’s stolen my husband, why should I be afraid of her?”

Fu Rongyin lifted her chin, “So stubborn, but I wonder if you can still say that when Zhan Youyou comes for you.”

Chi Yue slapped his hand away, “If you’re not afraid, why should I be?”

Fu Rongyin scrutinized her, trying to see something in her eyes, but he saw nothing.

Finally, he sat up straight and gestured towards the door, and the fight outside stopped.

Chi Yue glanced over and saw that Nan Yuan was injured. She stood up and walked out, “Thank you.”

Nan Yuan immediately came up to her, “Are you alright?”

Chi Yue shook her head, “Let’s go.”

Behind them, the man’s clear voice reached them, “Leave Beijing and never show up in front of me again. I will not pursue today’s matter anymore.”

Chi Yue’s footsteps paused, but just for a moment, before she strode away.

Back at the hotel, Fu Hanyan was still in the room.

Seeing that Nan Yuan was injured, she was distressed and anxious, “I’ll go buy some medicine.”

“No need, I’m fine.” Nan Yuan pulled her down to sit, while Chi Yue sat on another couch.

“Xiao Yan, have you been at the Qi family these days? How did you end up at that place?”

Fu Hanyan’s brows were furrowed with worry, “That night I was taken away. They didn’t do anything to me, just held me for a few days, and it was only today that they took me there. I didn’t expect my brother to be there, thankfully, they didn’t do anything to me seeing me cling to my brother.”

Fu Hanyan looked toward Nan Yuan, “But you, how did you get there?”

While wiping the blood from his face, Chi Yue answered for him, “The last time I went to the Qi family, I heard Chang Jinnian’s voice, suspecting that Fu Rong’s amnesia was Chang Jinnian’s doing. Unable to contact Jiang Ye, Nan Yuan came to help me.”

“Chang Jinnian?” Fu Hanyan detested the man, “How can he still be haunting us!”

Chi Yue was contemplating the same question, always feeling that Chang Jinnian’s appearance at the Qi family was not coincidental.

But that was not a problem that could be solved in a day or two.

Seeing Fu Hanyan worrying about Nan Yuan’s injury, she stood up, “It’s too late today, I will go back and rest, we can talk about anything else tomorrow.”

Their rooms were next door, so Chi Yue didn’t ask them to accompany her.

She swiped her card to open the door and immediately sensed something off in the room.

A shadow flitted behind the curtains, and Chi Yue immediately retreated behind the door, gripping the doorknob, “Who’s there?”

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