A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 184 He’s Willing to Coax Her, Dote on Her

Chapter 184: Chapter 184 He’s Willing to Coax Her, Dote on Her

"These days, some strangers have been coming to the MX boxing ring, and I’ve found them constantly asking about your whereabouts," Li Na said, hugging the person’s neck beneath her and taking a breath to caution her. "Be more careful when you go out lately, don’t get caught."

Shen Yanhe understood.

After she and Fu Yanhe left the MX boxing ring through the back door, she had taken off her mask.

She guessed that was when she was inadvertently photographed.

She had been so shocked by Fu Yanhe’s identity that she hadn’t noticed at the time.

"I got it," Shen Yanhe bit into a piece of pork belly. "Thanks, Li Na, for coming to tell me specially."

"It’s nothing, just consider it as making up for old Fang’s rudeness to you last time," Li Na panted heavily, grunting.

Listening to her panting continuously, Shen Yanhe’s mouth twitched: "... What are you doing now? Running?"

"No, I’m engaging in research activities concerning human life with old Fang."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

She hung up the phone expressionlessly.

She had underestimated the openness of foreigners.

Shen Yanhe threw her phone on the coffee table and finished off the rest of the barbecue.

Just as she was halfway done, there came a knock at the door.

Fu Yanhe’s gentle voice came through: "Yanyan, open the door."

Shen Yanhe pursed her lips, got up, and opened the door with an indifferent expression.

Outside the door, Fu Yanhe was holding a well-cut, arranged fruit platter, one hand carrying a bowl of fish with the bones neatly picked out, and another bowl filled with peeled shrimp and crab meat.

The sight was rather comical.

Shen Yanhe almost couldn’t keep a straight face. She looked at Fu Yanhe, paused, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanhe’s eyes curved softly as he looked at Shen Yanhe gently: "I’ve come to apologize to Yanyan."

Shen Yanhe didn’t say a word but frowned, took the two bowls of meat from his hand, and headed back into the room.

Fu Yanhe’s eyes smiled deeper, following her in his wheelchair.

They arrived at the balcony, where Shen Yanhe put the dishes on the coffee table, and Fu Yanhe added the fruit platter, then tilted his head slightly with a smile and asked her, "Has Yanyan’s anger subsided a bit?"

When Shen Yanhe saw that Fu Yanhe had peeled so much stuff and even cut the fruit platter himself, the anger in her heart disappeared.

But reason told her that she shouldn’t calm down so quickly.

Men were creatures who would set up a dye shop if you gave them an inch.

She glared at him and huffed, "Only a little bit."

Fu Yanhe chuckled: "Then what do I need to do for Yanyan to completely forgive me?"

The little girl sure had a temper.

But he was willing to coax her and spoil her.

Shen Yanhe shoved a shrimp into her mouth and mumbled, "Depends on your performance."

Fu Yanhe’s eyebrows lifted slightly, pulling out the phone from his pocket.

His slender fingers tapped on the screen.

The next second, Shen Yanhe’s phone on the coffee table vibrated, bringing a delightful announcement.

[Alipay account received 520,000 yuan.]

Shen Yanhe’s eyelids twitched.

What followed was a continuous stream of announcements.

[Alipay account received 1,314,520 yuan.]

[Alipay account received 5,200,000 yuan.]

.........

Shen Yanhe’s mouth twitched, and with trembling hands, she reached out to stop Fu Yanhe’s unsporting behavior: "Enough, enough! Stop transferring."

It was too much; she was scared.

Fu Yanhe, seizing the opportunity, grasped her wrist to prevent her from breaking free, and lifted his handsome gaze to her, smile in his eyes: "Does that mean Yanyan forgives me?"

Shen Yanhe could no longer bear it, sighing helplessly: "I forgive you, stop it now."

In just these few minutes, Fu Yanhe had transferred over thirty million to her.

If she didn’t forgive him now, he probably would have kept transferring until she gave in.

This man truly was too cunning.

Always grasping her weaknesses.

She looked at him: "But, this doesn’t set a precedent."

Fu Yanhe smiled, lightly kissing the back of her hand: "Alright."

This gentle kiss seemed to carry magic, making her back of the hand tingly, spreading all the way to the tip of her heart.

Shen Yanhe’s ears turned slightly red. She did not withdraw her hand, but instead took the initiative to grasp his, "Come, help me eat some. If I eat any more, I won’t be able to sleep tonight."

"Okay."

-

The next day, evening.

Inside the Haocheng Bar.

Xia Ran, still with a slightly swollen cheek, sat alone in a corner, drinking with a troubled expression on her face.

She was very upset at the moment.

She had sent pictures of herself being hit by Shen Yanhe to Fu Shuqin, but Fu Shuqin hadn’t shown any reaction at all.

This made her a little panicked and a little scared.

She feared that Fu Shuqin might just ignore her, not wanting her to marry Fu Yanhe.

Fu Shuqin was the only one in the Fu Family who supported her now. If she didn’t help her, Xia Ran didn’t know what to do.

Was she really going to give up on Fu Yanhe?

Xia Ran tipped her head back and took a swig of alcohol, her eyes filled with shadows.

But she couldn’t reconcile herself to it!

She would not give up on Fu Yanhe that easily.

Just then, a graceful figure approached her table and tapped it gently with her hand.

Xia Ran frowned and said impatiently, "This spot is taken. Go sit somewhere else."

The newcomer sized her up carefully and asked with a light laugh, "You’re Xia Ran, right?"

Xia Ran looked up and saw a woman in a red halter neck fishtail dress with stunning looks standing at the side of the table.

This woman was a stranger to her.

She had never seen her before.

She asked with a frown, "Who are you? Do you know me?"

"Hello, I am Fu Dong’s assistant, Li Sa." The woman smiled at Xia Ran and sat opposite her. "Fu Dong has been informed of what happened here and has sent me to negotiate with Miss Xia Ran."

Xia Ran was momentarily stunned, her heart fluttered, and her face showed a trace of joy, "Fu Dong? Are you talking about Uncle Fu?"

"Has Uncle Fu come back?"

When Fu Weizhi was in the country, he had been very good to her.

If Fu Weizhi returned to the country, she would surely have another supporter in the Fu Family!

Li Sa nodded: "Yes, Fu Dong expressed great regret about Miss Xia’s and the young master’s missed chance. However, he is currently abroad and cannot return to stand up for you, so he sent me to ask you a few questions."

She cut to the chase: "Miss Xia, regarding the rumors online about you and the young master having an affair at Old Master Xia’s birthday party, are they true?"

Xia Ran’s heart skipped a beat.

Fu Weizhi actually knew about this?

Was Li Sa here to question her, blaming her for tarnishing the Fu’s reputation?

Xia Ran hesitated, "I... "

Li Sa pressed, "Please answer truthfully, Miss Xia. It’s about whether you can marry the young master or not."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ran’s heartbeat accelerated.

If Li Sa was asking this way, it meant she didn’t know the truth of the matter yet. So...

Xia Ran lowered her head slightly, lips pressed tightly, "Yes... Yanhe and I... had an affair."

Her eyes reddened, and she said in a pitiful and aggrieved voice, "Sister Li Sa, please apologize to Uncle Fu for me. I didn’t mean to tarnish the Fu’s reputation. I didn’t spread those rumors, I’m sorry..."

"Did you take any birth control measures when you were with the young master? To put it simply, did the young master wear a condom?" Li Sa asked bluntly, unfazed by her apparent distress.

Xia Ran’s cheeks flushed scarlet with embarrassment as she shook her head.

Li Sa’s smile widened with a profound meaning, "Then, this will be easy to manage."

Xia Ran was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Li Sa’s gaze accurately fell on her abdomen across the table, "Men care about their progeny, especially since Fu Dong now needs a new heir."

"If you prove to be successful and get pregnant with the young master’s child, make a scene out of it later, the young master will naturally not be able to withstand the public pressure to marry you."

When Xia Ran heard the words "new heir," her heartbeat thundered louder and quicker, "You mean, as long as I get pregnant, Uncle Fu will help me marry Yanhe, and also make my child the heir to the Fu’s?"

Li Sa neither nodded nor shook her head, simply smiling meaningfully again.

To Xia Ran, that smile was already an answer.

She slowly clenched her fists on her knees.

She knew what she had to do next.