A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 107 She Blushed

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 She Blushed

This matter is neither big nor small, but if it’s not handled properly, it will definitely affect the stock of the group.

Moreover, ever since Fu Yanhe took over, the Fu Group has been the place all workers aspire to join, and there has never been such a scandal within the group.

If this news gets out, the Fu Group will fall from its pedestal.

"That whistleblower letter is just one of them; there’s also these. You repeatedly harassed female employees and even forced them to join you for drinks after work," he said.

Fu Yanhe’s voice was calm, as he methodically placed one whistleblower letter after another on the table, his eyes looking towards Fu Xiao, their color indecipherable.

"Third uncle, what do you think the company is? Your harem?"

Amid his casual tone, a cold sweat broke out on Fu Xiao’s forehead, a chill ran down his spine, and he cursed the person who wrote the whistleblower letter’s ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Indeed, when Fu Xiao first joined the group, he did behave for a few days. However, living such a comfortable life for too long made him feel like something was missing, making him restless.

Therefore, he began to act recklessly behind Fu Yanhe’s back, summoning quite a few good-looking employees to accompany him for drinks after work in the name of his superior.

He was not one to not pay them.

Those women happily took the money at the time, but he didn’t expect they would stab him in the back!

They were truly a bunch of cheap people!

Of course, Fu Xiao didn’t show the slightest on the surface. Instead, he banged the table and angrily said, "It’s a frame-up! The contents of these whistleblower letters are all false! They’re sullying my reputation!"

Fu Xiao’s face was full of indignation. "Nephew, don’t you understand your third uncle yet?"

"If I really wanted a woman, would I need to resort to drugging her?"

Fu Xiao snorted coldly, his face showing a smug look, "As long as I mention I’m the third son of the Fu Family, those women would be falling over themselves to throw themselves at me!"

The more Fu Xiao talked, the more spirited he became, and finally, he huffed lightly and said proudly, "Besides, nephew, apart from us in the company, all other employees are servants working for us."

"If I really fancied a woman in the company, that would be her good fortune!"

"Nephew," he turned to Fu Yanhe with a resentful look, "you don’t need to worry about this. Leave it to me. I want to see which lowlife, instead of doing their job well, dares to write a whistleblower letter to set me up!"

Fu Yanhe didn’t speak, his very dark eyes calmly watching him.

An unprecedented oppression silently emanated from him, enveloping the haughty Fu Xiao, making his heart as if tightly grasped by something, and fear rose within him.

Fu Xiao shrank his neck a little, looking at him nervously and fearfully, "Nephew..."

As the atmosphere in the office grew colder, Fu Yanhe spoke faintly, "Third uncle, you should use your little tricks less on me."

"From the moment you joined the group, I have known everything you’ve done. I know exactly how many of these whistleblower letters are true and how many are false," he spoke.

Fu Xiao’s face changed abruptly, looking at Fu Yanhe with a slight panic.

Had he been surveilling him all along?

Fu Yanhe’s expression was extremely indifferent. He didn’t take Fu Xiao’s changed complexion to heart. "Third uncle, your behavior at the group’s headquarters has severely impacted the group’s external image," he said.

He lightly tapped on the whistleblower letters on the table with his pale slender hand, "For this reason, I will reassign you from the group headquarters to the Jing City branch tomorrow, and to prevent you from doing something like this again."

"I will have Er Fang follow you around to keep an eye on you."

Fu Yanhe slightly raised his eyes, his very dark pupils emotionless as he looked at him, "If you commit an offense again, I will personally send you to jail, do you understand?" he said.

His tone remained very calm, almost without any fluctuation.

But what was hidden inside was a very real warning and threat.

Fu Xiao’s face turned beet red; his mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to defend himself.

But meeting Fu Yanhe’s extremely dark eyes, all his words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Fu Xiao could only slump defeatedly in his chair, forcibly suppressing the resentment in his heart and his grudges against Fu Yanhe, nodding reluctantly, "I understand."

A hint of resentment towards Fu Yanhe flashed in the depths of Fu Xiao’s eyes as he consoled himself.

Being reassigned to a branch office might be a good thing.

At headquarters, he couldn’t play freely, but once at a branch, it would be his world.

As for the person Fu Yanhe sent to follow him,

he was nothing more than his dog.

Could a dog ever defy its master?

With just a glance, Fu Yanhe could tell what Fu Xiao was thinking, his dark pupils hiding indiscernible emotions.

Just at that moment, the mobile phone resting on the table started to vibrate.

Fu Yanhe looked down and, seeing a WeChat call from Shen Yanhe, a hint of warmth flashed in the depths of his eyes as he picked up the phone and said indifferently, "Now that you know, go pack your things."

"Someone will come to pick you up tomorrow."

Understanding the situation, Fu Xiao got up and left.

Answering the call, Fu Yanhe’s voice was much gentler and his gaze softened somewhat, "What’s up?"

This gentle voice alarmingly made the assistant, who had always diligently stood by Fu Yanhe’s side, almost pop his eyes out.

His mind buzzed with surprise and curiosity, wondering since when King Yan was so pleasant to people.

The last time he took a call, his voice was so cold it could have dropped icicles.

"Yanhe, Mom said for you to come home early for dinner," Shen Yanhe’s sweet and gentle voice came through.

Being invited home for dinner for the first time evoked a sense of surprise in Fu Yanhe as well as an indescribable warmth.

His gaze tender, he replied, "Hmm, I’ll come home early today. Are you feeling alright today?"

Shen Yanhe had not expected him to remember her discomfort, and warmth flowed through her heart. Her eyes curved like a smile as she responded with a laugh in her voice, "I’m not uncomfortable anymore. If I were, I’d tell you."

Fu Yanhe hummed softly, "If you’re uncomfortable, don’t bear it."

Through the phone, his voice added a few notches of deep magnetism, causing Shen Yanhe to involuntarily rub her ears, "I know, let’s talk more tonight when you return. I’ll hang up now."

As the words fell, Shen Yanhe couldn’t wait to hang up the phone, but her cheeks were burning hot, the redness spreading from her neck.

She fanned herself with her hand, unable to stop muttering inside.

It was strange. She had initiated calls to other men before, but she never experienced a racing heart or hot cheeks while speaking to them.

Why did it happen every time she spoke with Fu Yanhe?

She couldn’t figure it out.

Pressing her lips together, Shen Yanhe didn’t linger. She left the hospital and took a taxi back to the Fu Family Estate.

Fu Family Corporation.

The assistant, who had been eavesdropping, stood seriously where he was once Fu Yanhe put away his phone, as if written all over him were the words "I didn’t eavesdrop, I didn’t eavesdrop."

Fu Yanhe glanced at him nonchalantly, his voice calm as he spoke amid the assistant’s nervousness, "Handle the matter of the whistleblowing letter."

"Announce the company’s decision on Fu Xiao’s case and make sure that the female employees he harassed are comforted and compensated."

The assistant nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Fu Yanhe moved smoothly into a nearby wheelchair, "I’m heading back now."

The assistant paused and asked instinctively, "Boss, you’re not working overtime today?"

"No overtime," Fu Yanhe said, looking down as he meticulously smoothed out the slight wrinkles in his clothes, his calm tone boasting lightly, "I’m going back to have dinner with my wife."

The perennially single assistant felt as if an arrow had struck his heart.

Assistant: Smile.JPG.

You have a wife, big deal.

Feeding me dog food out of the blue.

Damnable!

He was going to find a girlfriend tonight too!