Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle

An Yan suddenly turned around and saw a man dressed in black attire and a mask, holding a bottle filled with liquid, rushing towards her. Cold light flashed in her eyes, and her hands that hung by her sides had already clenched into fists.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye, speedily sprinting forward. The figure leapt up lightly and kicked the man in the shoulder, sending him flying into the bushes.

A pungent odor spread through the air, and the man started wailing, "My face, my hands, ahhh..."

An Yan looked at the man who approached with an intense aura, his hands steadying her shoulders, his eyes displaying a hint of panic, "Are you alright?"

Fu Shiyan’s concerned words caused An Yan to freeze for a moment.

"Stunned?" He instinctively lifted his hand to rub her head but then withdrew it.

"Why is Younger Uncle here?"

"Just passing by."

"Are you injured?"