A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 117 She Will Be Moved

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 She Will Be Moved

In the hospital room.

Fu Yanhe carefully laid Shen Yanhe down on the bed.

He had just put her down.

Shen Yanhe’s thick, curved eyelashes trembled slightly as her moist, cat-like pupils slowly opened, her eyes clear and bright without a hint of grogginess from just waking up.

Fu Yanhe hadn’t expected her to wake up. His movements paused for a moment, and he looked down at her, "Did I wake you?"

"No."

She had high alertness and had already woken up when he approached her.

Shen Yanhe rubbed her slightly aching forehead with one hand and propped herself up on the bed with the other, her voice somewhat hoarse, "Why are you here? Isn’t the company busy?"

In the past few days, it was said that the Fu Corporation had secured a major international project, which had significantly increased Fu Yanhe’s visits to the company.

Since Shen Yanhe saw him busy, she did not disturb him.

She hadn’t even told him about the specific time of Shen Huai’s surgery.

Plus, there were the incidents at the MX boxing ring and the things that had happened between her and Fu Yanhe...

Shen Yanhe always felt it would be awkward to see him.

"Finished up," Fu Yanhe turned the wheelchair to switch on the room’s light and looked at her with gentle and steady eyes.

"Tomorrow is Shen Huai’s surgery, and as his brother-in-law, I should make time to be here with you, no matter how busy I am."

Shen Yanhe’s hand resting on the bedsheet curled slightly, her heartbeat missing half a beat.

What should she do?

She found this gentle and steady version of Fu Yanhe hard to resist.

But his gentleness towards her was because of what happened at the MX boxing ring, right?

Shen Yanhe glanced unnaturally at Fu Yanhe, then lowered her gaze. The curled lashes trembled as she spoke, "You don’t need to do this."

Fu Yanhe wheeled back to her side, his eyes, looking at her, deepened, "Don’t need to do what?"

"Just," Shen Yanhe took a deep breath and looked up at him with a feigned calm, "You don’t have to be so concerned about me. It’s fine just like before... "

Fu Yanhe smiled, almost mockingly, and interrupted her, "No."

Shen Yanhe’s words stuck in her throat, looking at him somewhat dumbfounded, "Why not?"

Fu Yanhe gazed at the silly tuft of hair sticking up on her head and reached out towards her.

Shen Yanhe couldn’t dodge in time and felt him rub her head, the warmth from his palm comforting.

His voice was even, "You are my wife. It’s only right for me to be good to you, to care about you."

"You don’t have to feel burdened."

How could she not feel burdened?

Shen Yanhe’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

There was no emotional foundation between them.

She wasn’t heartless. If he kept being so nice to her, she would inevitably fall for him.

And if they were to divorce in the future, how could she leave cleanly and decisively?

A sour emotion suddenly surged in her heart, and she tilted her head slightly, avoiding Fu Yanhe’s hand, saying somewhat unhappily, "Don’t touch my head; it’ll stunt my growth."

Fu Yanhe’s movements paused for a moment, and he withdrew his hand with a calm expression.

"All right," his eyes remained gentle as he looked at her, "It’s already late. Let’s sleep for now. Tomorrow will be a challenge for both you and Ah Huai."

Shen Yanhe nodded and lay back down, "Then you should go back soon as well. I’m here for Ah Huai, that’s enough."

"Who said I was going back?" Fu Yanhe’s pale, slender hand leisurely unbuttoned his suit as his dark eyes focused intently on her.

"I’ll stay tonight and sleep with you."

Shen Yanhe was momentarily stunned, her cheeks flushing red as she refused, "Your health isn’t good. You won’t sleep well in the hospital; you should go back."

"Hasn’t someone already experienced firsthand whether my health is good or not?" Fu Yanhe took off his suit jacket and hung it on the back of the wheelchair. He slid the wheelchair to the bed’s edge, then effortlessly hoisted himself onto it with his hands.

Shen Yanhe was choked up by his words again.

Seeing him get into the bed, she no longer spoke out for him to leave and silently shifted to the side, making enough space for him.

She comforted herself within her mind.

It wasn’t as if they hadn’t slept together before; they had even done more intimate things. There was nothing to be shy about.

Fu Yanhe lay down with ease, stretching out his hand to press her onto the bed and enveloping her in his embrace, patting her back gently as if soothing a child.

"Sleep," he said.

Overwhelmed by his series of natural actions, Shen Yanhe came back to her senses only to find herself already wrapped in his arms, enveloped in the sandalwood scent emanating from his body.

Too close.

And far too intimate.

Their first time had been under the influence of alcohol.

But now she was stone-cold sober!

She tried to wiggle free gently, but the large hand at her waist tightened. Fu Yanhe’s gaze darkened, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Don’t move," he instructed.

Shen Yanhe sensed something and immediately curled up obediently in his embrace, closing her eyes and daring not to move again.

Fu Yanhe lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms, his gaze deep and shadowed, laced with restraint.

After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes.

Outside, Wu Fang silently turned off the ward light and closed the door, not disturbing the slumbering couple.

-

While the patients in the hospital were submerged in deep sleep,

the operating room set up for Shen Huai was undergoing its final round of thorough disinfection.

Due to Shen Huai’s particular condition, he had almost no immunity.

The space he occupied had to be sterile, without a single germ to be found.

Otherwise, it could trigger a severe reaction in his body and even lead to death. They had to sterilize the operating room’s machines and environment multiple times.

The nurse in charge of supervising the disinfection, Li Wei, looked displeased as she urged the disinfectors, "Hurry up, will you? It’s almost ten, so slow."

She was on day shift and could have left early to meet up with her wealthy boyfriend.

But just as her shift was ending, she was tasked with this job by the head nurse.

She ended up working overtime until ten, wasn’t finished yet, and her plans with her boyfriend were ruined, making him so mad that he threatened to break up with her.

If it weren’t for her cajoling him extensively, she might have lost the rich boyfriend she had finally snagged.

Now Li Wei was more bitter than a ghost, resenting Shen Huai who would be using the operating room the next day.

Grumbling under her breath, she complained, "Seriously, since joining this department, I’ve never seen such a troublesome patient."

"It’s done, Sister Wei," the disinfector hurriedly completed the final UV disinfection, packed up the device, and headed out of the operating room in their protective suit.

"We can end our shift now."

Li Wei, with a sour face, acknowledged with a grunt and, after the disinfector came out, slammed the operating room door shut with a loud "bang."

Without greeting the disinfectors, she twisted her body and walked away promptly.

She needed to rush back to coax her boyfriend.

Her rude gesture also angered the two disinfectors.

The younger one couldn’t help but mutter, "Such a person... If it hadn’t been for her dragging her feet and arriving late today, would we have had to work overtime until now?"

The older one shook his head with a sigh, "Let’s go, take off the protective gear, our shift is over too."

Li Wei changed out of her white coat and briskly left the hospital. As she was heading to the parking lot, a figure suddenly appeared from behind a pillar, blocking her path.

Startled by being abruptly intercepted, Li Wei let out a scream, "Ah!"

She patted her pounding heart, glaring angrily at the person in front of her, "Are you sick? Scaring people in the middle of the night like that?"

Shen Yingying, wearing a sun hat, a mask over her face, and dressed in black casual clothes that blended with the darkness, lifted her head to look at her, "You’re Li Wei, right?"

Li Wei, irritated, snapped, "What do you want with me? If you have business, we can talk tomorrow. I’m off now!"

Shen Yingying fixed her gaze on her, "I want to make a deal with you."