A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 174: Tormenting the Scum!

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Tormenting the Scum!

Fu Yanhe was sitting in the president’s office of the Fu Corporation, his eyes slightly cold.

This was indeed something the old lady would do.

After all, throughout her life, when she encountered a problem, she always resolved it directly with money.

To her, there was nothing money couldn’t solve.

He asked, "Did you agree?"

Shen Yanhe leisurely walked down the street, and upon hearing his question, her eyebrows lifted slightly with a trace of a smile as she responded, "Of course not."

"I’m not foolish enough to forgo the unlimited black card you’ve given me for a mere ten million."

She teased, "Besides, you’re my sugar daddy now."

Fu Yanhe chuckled softly.

The cool and deep chuckle came through the phone, tinged with a magnetic quality, very pleasant to hear.

Shen Yanhe couldn’t help but rub her ears, muttering quietly, "What’s so funny? I do have some sense, you know."

"Where are you now?"

"At the company," Fu Yanhe replied, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the desk, gently asking her, "Beautiful Miss, could I have the honor of taking you out to dinner tonight?"

Shen Yanhe: "Of course, I’ll see you tonight then. Just come to the manor to pick me up."

Fu Yanhe: "Alright."

She hung up the phone, and Fu Yanhe looked at the name [Yanyan] saved on his phone, his gaze softening for a moment.

He lowered his gaze, expression calm as he turned off the phone, ordering, "Wu Fang, draft a resignation report and send it to the executives of the Fu Corporation. We won’t be needing their services anymore."

"There’s more." Fu Yanhe’s voice was calm, but beneath the calmness, there was a tinge of bloodthirsty violence, "Have someone from Jing City break one of Fu Xiao’s legs for me, and send the photos to the old lady."

Wu Fang: "Yes."

-

That evening at the old Fu family mansion.

Fu Shuqin returned to the old mansion huffily, taking the cooling tea the butler had prepared for her before she began to complain, "I really don’t know what the eldest saw in that Shen family."

"Marrying Yanhe to such an unsophisticated mess, and causing Yanhe to drift apart from me now!"

Fu Shuqin spoke more and more irritably, slamming her teacup onto the table, "Today when I went to see her, she wouldn’t even call me ’Grandma,’ going straight for ’Ms. Fu’ instead!"

"How can such a woman compare to Ranran, or be worthy of Yanhe in any way?"

The butler attempted to calm Madam Fu, "Old Madam, please don’t be angry. This is the first time Master Yanhe has taken a wife; he’s just enamored with the novelty."

"Men, after all, once their novelty wears off, then you can ask him to divorce Miss Shen."

Fu Shuqin sipped some cold tea and calmed down slightly, nodding, "You’re right."

"I had forgotten; he’s only just married and is still infatuated. After some time passes, I’ll think of something."

Just then.

The door was knocked on violently from outside.

Fu Shuqin furrowed her brows, looking at the butler and saying, "Go and see who it is. With no manners, banging on the door so forcibly late at night."

The butler went to answer the door.

As the door opened, there was no one outside, just a black box left at the doorstep.

The butler looked around, puzzled, and picked up the box, turning to go inside, "Strange, who would leave this box here?"

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Shuqin heard this and quickly got up, suggesting, "Could it be a local specialty sent over by Fu Xiao?"

"Just a few days ago he told me he would send me some special products from Jing City."

The butler weighed the box.

The box was light, and something inside sounded with a thud when shaken, which didn’t seem like local specialties.

However, he didn’t comment and placed the box on the coffee table for the old madam to open herself.

Fu Shuqin, who had been feeling depressed all day, suddenly brightened at the thought of receiving a specialty from Fu Xiao.

When the butler placed the box on the coffee table, she eagerly opened it.

However, the box didn’t contain any local specialties.

It wasn’t just a few photographs, but also a piece of clothing.

When Fu Shuqin saw the images in the photographs, her vision darkened and she nearly fainted.

In the pictures, there was a foot grotesquely twisted, covered in blood, lying in a narrow alley, with a bruised and swollen face, the unconscious Fu Xiao!

Apart from the photographs, that piece of clothing was also stained with blood that was shockingly stark!

How could this be!

Who did this!!

Fu Shuqin’s heart squeezed violently, and her breathing became rapid. She clutched her chest and shouted at the butler, "Quick! Call the third master immediately! I need to confirm his safety!"

The butler, too, had been startled upon seeing the photograph and hurriedly dialed Fu Xiao’s phone.

But no one answered.

It was then that the landline at the Fu family’s old mansion began to ring.

The butler strode forward to answer and even put it on speaker.

The voice from the company’s top brass came blaring through, "Madam, disaster has struck! The eldest young master has resigned from the position of President! The whole company is in chaos now!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Shuqin failed to catch her breath; her vision went black and she passed out cold.

The butler exclaimed, "Madam!"

The quiet Fu family’s old mansion instantly fell into disarray as Fu Shuqin was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment that very night.

-

Meanwhile, on the other side.

As soon as Fu Yanhe left the company, he went to the villa to pick up Shen Yanhe and brought her to Haicheng’s most famous luxury restaurant, Shufangge, for dinner.

This was Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe’s first time dining out together.

Fu Yanhe considered her tastes when ordering, and they had a very heartwarming meal.

Xia Ran, upon entering Shufangge, caught sight of Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe sitting opposite each other at first glance.

She also witnessed the glaring scene of Fu Yanhe picking food for Shen Yanhe with the serving chopsticks.

It reminded her of before she and Fu Yanhe broke off their engagement, before his car accident, when he used to treat her the same way.

Xia Ran couldn’t help but grip her handbag tightly, standing still, staring intently at the two of them.

As soon as she saw Shen Yanhe heading to the restroom, she followed.

-

While Fu Yanhe was waiting for Shen Yanhe to return, he looked at his mobile phone with an indifferent gaze.

Only after a notification popped up saying the issue was resolved did he put his phone down and, with the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, meticulously removing the bones.

At that moment, in the restroom.

As Shen Yanhe finished and came out to wash her hands, she heard the "click clack click" of high heels behind her.

A slender figure in a white dress stood beside her.

"Miss Shen, what a coincidence to see you here dining too?"

Shen Yanhe dried her hands, her expression indifferent as she glanced at the woman, nodded slightly, and without engaging, turned to walk away.

Xia Ran’s gaze flickered with displeasure, but her smile remained unchanging, her posture erect as she elegantly watched Shen Yanhe’s retreating figure, "Miss Shen, I think Grandma Fu must have already approached you, right?"

Shen Yanhe paused slightly, then turned her head and looked at her coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Her cool demeanor fueled Xia Ran’s jealousy even further. She clutched her handbag tightly and got straight to the point, "I want to say, Miss Shen, that you’ve caused Yanhe so much suffering."

"If you truly care about Yanhe and want what’s best for him, then you should divorce him and leave him."

"Miss Xia sure has a thick face," Shen Yanhe said with a downturned smile, her calm voice laced with mockery, "When Yanhe had the car accident, you immediately annulled the engagement, subjecting him to public ridicule."

"Now, having come full circle, you think Yanhe is a good catch once more and shamelessly edge your way back to him."

"Knowing full well he has a wife, you endure his coldness, his scolding, yet you persist, shamelessly clinging to him, even resorting to vile and lowly actions."

"Didn’t it occur to you at the time that you were harming Yanhe?"

"Moreover, do you know what your behavior looks like now?" Shen Yanhe’s eyes were faint, looking down on the flushed Xia Ran with extreme contempt.

"Like a shameless, ill-bred homewrecker who’s lost all face for old Mr. Xia."