A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 160: How Can You Still Have the Face to Show Up?

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: How Can You Still Have the Face to Show Up?

Shen Yanhe’s fingers deftly spun the phone in her hand in a circle, grasping it securely in her palm, and she took a step back.

Fu Yu’s hand grasped at empty air.

By reaching out her hand like that, she had essentially confessed without being coerced.

The corners of Shen Yanhe’s mouth curled up in a mocking smile as she looked at Fu Yu, "Are you trying to snatch my phone?"

The gazes of the guests present turned meaningful as they looked toward Fu Yu.

Qi Yunqian’s face turned ugly as he looked at Fu Yu, his hand clenched tightly into a fist, "Fu Yu, what were you trying to do just now?"

Fu Yu’s complexion changed again and again, and after glaring at Shen Yanhe hatefully, she looked pitifully at him and coughed weakly twice, arguing in an urgent tone, "I didn’t want Brother Yunqian to see the video."

"Shen Yanhe and Song Shiwei are close friends; the video she recorded must be biased. Brother Yunqian, I..."

As Fu Yu spoke, she suddenly turned pale, her body swayed, her eyes closed, and she fell limply toward Qi Yunqian’s arms.

Qi Yunqian’s expression changed, and he hurriedly caught Fu Yu, yelling at the crowd, "Call an ambulance quickly!"

The guests were also somewhat panicked, each taking out their phones to dial 120.

"Someone has fainted, call an ambulance quickly!"

"I’ve already dialed 120. Is there anyone who knows first aid? Go up there and administer first aid to her first!"

"I’ll do it." Shen Yanhe handed her phone to the silent Song Shiwei standing behind her, lifting her skirt and stepping forward, "I majored in medicine in university and have taken first aid courses. I’ll administer first aid."

Shen Yanhe walked up to Qi Yunqian and pointed to the floor, "Lay her down, so I can administer first aid."

Qi Yunqian quickly laid Fu Yu down.

As soon as Shen Yanhe squatted down to check Fu Yu, she saw Fu Yu’s eyeballs restlessly moving under her eyelids.

She instantly understood that Fu Yu was just pretending to faint.

Shen Yanhe let out a cold laugh and, without exposing her, nevertheless checked Fu Yu’s pupils and heartbeat.

When she lifted her eyelids, the look Fu Yu gave her was filled with resentment.

Shen Yanhe ignored it, let her eyelids go, and started to pretend as she spoke, "The pupils and heartbeat are normal, she might have fainted from the shock just now. Let me pinch her philtrum to try."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she pinched Fu Yu’s philtrum hard with her thumb, pressing forcefully, while her other hand was patting Fu Yu’s face, "Fu Yu, wake up, wake up."

The pain from her philtrum and face made Fu Yu’s body tense up instantly, and she nearly cried out in agony.

She cursed inwardly, Shen Yanhe was doing this on purpose!

She clearly saw that she hadn’t fainted but was still pinching her philtrum and slapping her face so hard!

No matter how much she cursed inside, she still bore the pain on the surface, pretending to be unconscious and unwilling to wake up.

Fu Yu had been pampered since childhood, her skin was delicate, and after being deliberately pinched and slapped by Shen Yanhe like this, her philtrum and face quickly became red and swollen.

Even so, Fu Yu still did not wake up.

Shen Yanhe sneered inwardly, stepped forward, crossed her hands, and began to perform CPR, intentionally exerting more force.

If Fu Yu had truly passed out, she wouldn’t feel the discomfort caused by the CPR.

But she was awake.

Aware and feeling the heavy pressure Shen Yanhe was applying on her chest.

And the pressure was getting heavier, so heavy that Fu Yu’s chest began to ache faintly, and she could even hear the sound of her ribs cracking.

Fu Yu clenched her fists hard, enduring the pain, sweating profusely, but still unwilling to open her eyes and regain consciousness.

At first, Qi Yunqian thought Fu Yu had really fainted and was about to ask whether Shen Yanhe needed to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation when she was doing CPR.

However, out of the corner of his eye at that moment, he caught sight of Fu Yu’s hands tightly clenched into fists.

In an instant, he understood.

Fu Yu was feigning unconsciousness.

After Shen Yanhe had tormented Fu Yu and saw that she was enduring it with sweat streaming down her forehead yet unwilling to wake up, her eyes flickered, and she bluffed, "She still hasn’t woken up; it seems she has entered a deep coma. We’ll need to use my needle."

She turned to Song Shiwei and reached out her hand, "Shiwei, give me your phone."

Song Shiwei handed her the phone.

Shen Yanhe pressed a few times on the phone’s screen, held it to her ear, and said, "Wu Fang, bring the Golden Needle I have with me to the small garden here."

Just as Fu Yu had started recovering from the intense suffocation and pain, she heard Shen Yanhe’s words.

Thinking about the unbearable pain she had just experienced, she couldn’t help it anymore.

Finally, she "weakly" opened her eyes.

Shen Yanhe raised an eyebrow, stood up, and looked toward Qi Yunqian, "Oh, it looks like we won’t be needing the Golden Needle after all. Mr. Qi, she’s awake."

Fu Yu sat up, clutching her sore chest, and coughed twice. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Qi Yunqian and said weakly, "Yunqian brother, it hurts so much; I feel awful."

Having been tricked repeatedly by Fu Yu, Qi Yunqian faced her with an unpleasant expression, and said sternly and coldly, "If you’re feeling unwell, see a doctor. Someone has already called the ambulance."

As soon as his words fell, Su Lan came hurriedly with a doctor.

"What’s happened? What’s going on? Why did you suddenly call for an ambulance?"

Upon approaching, Su Lan saw Fu Yu, soaked like a drowned rat, and her swollen face and philtrum. She gasped and exclaimed, "Good heavens! Why is your face like this, Yu? And why are you all wet? Did you fall into the water?"

Fu Yu pouted tragically, "Auntie Su..."

Su Lan quickly directed the doctor to step forward, "Auntie is here, quickly, take Yu to the hospital for an injection and a check-up, don’t catch a cold!"

The doctor hurried forward, even preparing a stretcher.

Fu Yu "weakly" lay down on the stretcher and was coughing softly as Su Lan led her and the doctor to the ambulance.

Through it all, Qi Yunqian kept a cold face and did not look at Fu Yu again.

Seeing that Fu Yu had been sent to the hospital, the surrounding guests gradually dispersed.

Shen Yanhe patted the hand she had used to touch Fu Yu, stood up, and prepared to leave with Song Shiwei.

Qi Yunqian’s deep voice came, "Wait."

He strode forward, blocking Shen Yanhe, but his gaze fell on Song Shiwei.

A hint of impatience finally showed in Shen Yanhe’s delicate features. Holding Song Shiwei’s wrist, she shielded her from his view and said with a cold look, "Mr. Qi, do you have something else? Or do you want to watch the video?"

Qi Yunqian looked at Song Shiwei seriously and earnestly, his voice low, "Shiwei, let’s talk."

Shen Yanhe couldn’t help laughing in anger.

How could he still have the nerve to talk to Shiwei?

Just as she was about to speak, Song Shiwei gripped Shen Yanhe’s hand and looked at him expressionlessly, "Sure, as it happens, there are some things I would like to confirm with you."

"But," Song Shiwei said, looking into his eyes with a hint of mockery, "this time I want Yanhe to accompany me, to save you from blaming me for something later."

At her words, Qi Yunqian’s face felt as if it had been slapped, burning with pain.

What hurt even more, and was more suffocating, was his heart.

He fell silent for a few seconds, then agreed in a low voice, "Fine."

Qi Yunqian turned and walked toward the direction of the swing, a more secluded and quiet place, also more appropriate for a conversation.

Song Shiwei followed.

Just as Shen Yanhe prepared to follow her,

Wu Fang ran up to her with a solemn face, "Young Madam, the young master has had an accident, please come with me quickly!"

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