A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 182: You Are Too Good to Kiss

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: You Are Too Good to Kiss

Shen Yanhe tried to maintain the last bit of anger in his heart, his face red as he glared fiercely at him, "There won’t be a next time! From now on, when I say stop, you must stop!"

Pointing to her lips, she couldn’t help but accuse, "Look at you! You’ve kissed my lips swollen! You’re simply a beast!"

Fu Yanhe’s gaze fell on her lips, and he couldn’t help but smile, "Sorry, you’re just too kissable."

He was even laughing!

"Eat by yourself!" Shen Yanhe’s anger flared up a bit more, and gritting her teeth, she stood up and picked up a plate full of barbeque, "I’m going to eat in my room!"

Shen Yanhe, carrying the plate, stormed out, and before leaving, she didn’t forget to take that bowl of boneless fish meat with her.

Wu Fang, who was walking in, saw Shen Yanhe storm off and asked Fu Yanhe with a puzzled face, "Young Master, what happened to the young mistress?"

"I made her angry," Fu Yanhe narrowed his eyes, elegantly continuing to pick at the fish bones, his voice still carrying some pleasure.

Wu Fang: "..."

How come you made the young mistress angry, and haven’t consoled her, yet you seem... quite happy?

Fu Yanhe had skillfully and quickly deboned a grilled fish and was about to take it to apologize to Shen Yanhe when his cellphone rang in his pocket.

He looked down and picked up the phone.

The incoming video call was from a name he was very familiar with.

Fu Weizhi.

Fu Yanhe’s expression instantly turned cold, and he handed the bowl of fish meat to Wu Fang, "Take this bowl of fish meat to the young mistress and let her eat it while it’s hot. After she finishes, I’ll debone more for her."

"I need to take a call."

Wu Fang carefully took the bowl from his hands, "Yes."

After Wu Fang had left,

Fu Yanhe casually grabbed a bowl to prop up his phone, then answered the video call.

Leaning back in his chair, his long hands crossed in front of his chest, he looked down with a calm gaze at the man in a white lab coat appearing on the video.

"Father, long time no see."

Fu Weizhi smiled slightly, "It has been a long time indeed."

He scrutinized his screen, his gaze temporarily pausing on the face of his son sitting in a wheelchair, where the scar had almost completely healed.

"Son, you’ve grown up," Fu Weizhi remarked, gesturing with his hand, "Do you remember, when I brought you back to the Fu Family, you were only as tall as my shoulder, and now you’re probably taller than me."

Fu Yanhe listened quietly to Fu Weizhi speaking, his eyes cold and fierce, and he carelessly interrupted him, "Father, what did you want to see me about?"

Unperturbed by the interruption, Fu Weizhi’s face carried a gentle smile, "I heard from your mother that you resigned from your position as president of the Fu Corporation for a woman, and you’ve even sent your grandmother to the hospital?"

He scrutinized Fu Yanhe, "You’ve fallen in love with that woman?"

Fu Yanhe’s tone was indifferent, his gaze frosty, "Father, to correct you, that woman is my wife."

"Besides, resigning from the position of president of the Fu Corporation, wasn’t that what grandmother wanted?"

"I was merely fulfilling her wish when she couldn’t handle the shock and ended up in the hospital. How is that related to me?"

Fu Weizhi frowned.

Jiang Yun had only told him that Fu Yanhe had resigned from the presidency, but didn’t mention that it was orchestrated by the old lady.

Moreover, he hadn’t expected that Fu Yanhe seemed to have a good relationship with that young lady from the Shen Family.

This was not a good sign...

"Your grandmother has become senile; you no longer need to heed her words," Fu Weizhi spoke soothingly, his tone containing a hint of reproach.

"However, you shouldn’t have upset your grandmother over an outsider. Your wife also lacks tact in mediating the situation. From now on, you really should teach her properly."

A touch of mockery flashed in Fu Yanhe’s eyes, his tone sarcastic, "Father, my wife has been taking care of me all this time, even when my grandmother tried to find a mistress for me, and she hasn’t divorced me; she’s quite sensible already."

"The one who doesn’t understand is Grandma," he muttered.

After being repeatedly choked off by Fu Yanhe, Weizhi’s expression turned somewhat ugly.

His brows were tightly knotted.

Originally, he had wanted to use the Shen Family’s young lady to contain Fu Yanhe and that person, thinking that Fu Yanhe wouldn’t fall for a woman from a humble family background, which would allow him to proceed with their marriage alliance safely.

He had also anticipated that Fu Yanhe would be unhappy after the marriage, but to achieve his goals, he did not care.

After all, as long as his objective was met, he could simply arrange for Fu Yanhe and the Shen Family girl to divorce later, and Fu Yanhe could remarry someone more suitable for him.

After all, with the Fu Family’s vast wealth and business, the Shen Family’s modest status was no match for Fu Yanhe’s stature as the sole heir.

But now, things had taken an unpredictable turn.

Fu Yanhe and that Shen Family girl were deeply in love, and he keenly doted on her.

Fu Yanhe also displayed a level of uncontrollability now.

This caused a slight sinking feeling in Weizhi’s heart.

Fu Yanhe did not want to continue the argument with Weizhi and asked indifferently, "Is there anything else? If not, I am hanging up."

He still needed to go and pamper his young lady.

WeiZhi’s brows furrowed even more tightly, his eyes deeply piercing as he ordered sternly, "Don’t be angry with your grandmother. Return to the Fu Corporation tomorrow and resume your position as CEO."

"Because of your anger, the company has evaporated nearly a billion in just these few days."

Fu Yanhe smiled at him, but his eyes remained cold and distant, "Father, the Fu Corporation has many capable people, and I believe someone will be able to take over as CEO."

"As for me, I am stepping down from this CEO position."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he hung up the phone without giving Weizhi a chance to respond.

Fu Yanhe placed the phone aside with a cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Weizhi.

Heh.

He didn’t take Weizhi’s call to heart; after all, he was no longer the unripe youth he used to be.

Fu Yanhe wheeled himself towards the kitchen.

For him now, appeasing his young lady was the most important thing.

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Elsewhere.

After being hung up on, Weizhi’s face instantly fell.

He had realized that Fu Yanhe was no longer as easy to control as before.

Even so, he felt not a shred of urgency.

After all, he believed that, no matter how much he hated him, Fu Yanhe would not truly ruin the Fu Corporation.

Because after Fu Yanheng’s death, the only person who could inherit the Fu Corporation was him.

No one would refuse such a vast fortune.

However, he did need to investigate domestic matters.

Weizhi dialed his assistant’s number, instructing him to gather all the information about Fu Yanhe’s activities in the country over the past few years as quickly as possible, focusing on the Shen Family girl’s life after her marriage.

Soon, the assistant emailed the gathered information to him.

Weizhi quickly scanned through the materials.

He apprehended the entanglements between Fu Yanhe, Shen Yanhe, and Xia Ran.

After musing for a few seconds, Weizhi’s gaze slowly settled on the information about Xia Ran that the assistant had sent.