A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 148: He Didn’t Protect Her Well

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: He Didn’t Protect Her Well

Fu Yanhe fixed his gaze on Gandan Xue’s hand holding the dagger, his voice low and cold, laced with concealed rage, "I can give you whatever you want, but don’t harm her."

Gandan Xue’s eyes brightened, somewhat disbelieving that Fu Yanhe had agreed so easily.

She cautiously asked again to confirm, "You will really prepare everything for me?"

Shen Yanhe endured another wave of sharp pain in her abdomen and laughed coldly, "Ten billion? A private jet? And you also want help getting Shen Yingying out? You’ve got quite the appetite!"

"Aren’t you afraid of choking yourself to death?"

As soon as she finished speaking, and while Gandan Xue’s expression changed, Shen Yanhe quickly grabbed the hand holding the dagger.

Then, she kicked viciously at her knee, and as Gandan Xue kneeled in pain, Shen Yanhe twisted her hand downward.

Gandan Xue cried out in pain, involuntarily releasing the dagger.

But unwilling to give in, she clenched her fist, intent on striking Shen Yanhe.

Immediately after, there was a loud bang of a gunshot.

Gandan Xue, who had just raised her clenched fist, had her shoulder burst into a spray of blood. She stared round-eyed and horrified at the gunshot wound on her shoulder, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from fright.

Shen Yanhe breathed lightly, letting go of Gandan Xue’s hand.

If it hadn’t been for the severe pain in her lower abdomen just now, would Gandan Xue have had the chance to get close?

Feeling a sharp pain on her neck, Shen Yanhe frowned slightly and kicked Gandan Xue again before turning her head to look at Fu Yanhe, who was sitting in a wheelchair, still holding a handgun.

A glimmer of surprise flickered deep in her eyes.

Fu Yanhe had actually fired a gun.

Quite the rarity.

She smiled at Fu Yanhe and walked towards him, "Put the gun away quickly. If it goes off by accident, I’m the one who’ll suffer."

After only two steps, she felt another sharp pain in her lower abdomen accompanied by a warm flow of liquid.

Shen Yanhe suddenly stopped, her complexion turning deathly pale, and she looked helplessly at Fu Yanhe, "Yanhe... I..."

Fu Yanhe’s face changed drastically. He threw the gun aside, quickly propelled the wheelchair toward her, and pulled Shen Yanhe into his arms.

Shen Yanhe stumbled and sat on his lap, her face pale as she covered her lower abdomen and looked at him anxiously, her lips barely moving, "The child..."

Fu Yanhe hugged her tightly, holding her close, his heart racing as he quickly increased the wheelchair’s speed to the maximum.

He tried to maintain his calm as he comfortingly whispered to her, "Don’t be afraid, we’re going straight to the hospital."

Before leaving with Shen Yanhe, he glanced at Gandan Xue, who had fainted on the ground, his dark pupils void of any light.

"Qi Fang, take everyone here away. Wu Fang, drive to the hospital to find Ji Haosheng."

Qi Fang entered with his people, "Understood."

Wu Fang quickly drove Shen Yanhe toward Ancheng Private Hospital.

While Qi Fang was having Gandan Xue and her bodyguards captured,

noises started coming from outside.

Qi Fang frowned, eyeing the entrance warily.

Hang Mushan, who had arrived a step too late, rushed in with a group of men, a handgun in his hand, "Nobody move! Release the..."

Coming in, Hang Mushan saw the situation inside the factory, and seeing the fallen bodyguards of Gandan Xue and Qi Fang standing not far away, his heart lurched.

Shit, too late.

After learning that the doctor had married into the Fu Family, he had covertly investigated them, and of course, he knew about Qi Fang.

Seeing him meant that he had arrived one step too late and that the Fu Family had beaten him to the punch.

Fu Yanhe had investigated the Hang family, and Qi Fang was also aware of Hang Mushan’s background. He asked, puzzled, "Young Master Hang, what brings you here?"

And with such an entourage.

Did he also know the young madam had been kidnapped?

"Oh, Qi Fang, it’s nothing. I was just passing by," Hang Mushan said flippantly, making up a story on the spot and tucking his handgun away.

Qi Fang’s lips twitched slightly, "..." Sure you were.

Hang Mushan watched the bodyguards hired by Gandan Xue being led away and had a flash of insight. Stroking his chin, he asked Qi Fang, "Where are you taking these people? I just happen to be short a few punching bags. How about letting me deal with them?"

-

Elsewhere.

In the private hospital surgery room of Ancheng.

Ji Haosheng pushed open the door of the operating room, took off his mask, and with a grave expression, slightly shook his head at Fu Yanhe who had been waiting outside the whole time.

"Old Fu, I couldn’t save the child."

Shen Yanhe had previously shown signs of threatened miscarriage and was supposed to rest in bed, but she couldn’t stop worrying about Shen Huai and often came to the hospital.

She hadn’t rested well, and today she’d also engaged in strenuous activities.

The child couldn’t be saved.

Ji Haosheng sighed and patted his shoulder, "The child is gone, and your wife must be in the most pain. You need to comfort her well."

Fu Yanhe was silent, his hands resting on the wheelchair clenched into fists, his gaze obscure.

He nodded lightly, "I will."

When Fu Yanhe returned to the ward.

Shen Yanhe had taken painkillers and undergone a minor operation, exhausted to the point that she was still asleep.

He approached the bed, propped himself onto the bed’s edge, lay down beside her, and with his large hand, enveloped her in an embrace, repeatedly stroking her slender back.

Holding Shen Yanhe in his arms, Fu Yanhe’s heart finally settled.

In that half-hour on the way to the factory, not for a moment did he stop fretting. Blaming himself for being careless, thinking she could defend herself since she knew martial arts, he had agreed to let her go without Wu Fang following them.

But he had overlooked the fact that she was pregnant and shouldn’t have been doing strenuous activities.

Fu Yanhe held the warmth in his embrace even tighter, his thin lips gently pressing against her neck wrapped in bandages, revealing a trace of heartache in his dark eyes.

It was his fault.

He had failed to protect her.

Now, only by holding her could he confirm that she was still right there by his side.

"I’m sorry... I failed to protect you," Fu Yanhe tightened his arms and nestled his forehead on top of her hair.

He didn’t know what he would become if something had happened to Shen Yanhe.

His pitch-black pupils churned with emotions, their depths hard to discern.

Those who had hurt her, he would make them pay!

-

Shen Yanhe was awakened by Fu Yanhe’s increasingly tight embrace.

She opened her eyes groggily, feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe, her mouth unbearably dry.

She struggled slightly and murmured softly, "Thirsty..."

Fu Yanhe’s grip loosened slightly, he slightly rose up and freed one hand to grab a cup of warm water from the bedside table.

The other hand helped her sit up as he carefully fed her the warm water.

After drinking most of the cup, Shen Yanhe’s mind gradually cleared. She took the cup from Fu Yanhe’s hand, drank the rest in small sips, and struggled to sit up fully.

The pain in her lower abdomen reminded her of what had happened before.

Shen Yanhe’s hand gripping the cup tightened slightly, she lifted her eyes to look at Fu Yanhe lying beside her, her throat feeling a bit dry.

Her lips parted then closed again as she asked, "The child... is it... "

Fu Yanhe silently looked at her, without saying a word.

From his silence, Shen Yanhe understood.

The child, couldn’t be saved.

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