A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 187: Public Opinion Vortex

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Public Opinion Vortex

When Fu Yanhe received Jiang Yun’s call, he had just finished a rehab session.

After a month of training, he could now stand and walk without any aid.

However, he couldn’t walk for too long each day.

Fu Yanhe stood in front of the window, his bony hand clutching the phone, as he listened intently to Jiang Yun.

He felt a wave of absurdity wash over him.

His voice was cold and firm, "Ms. Jiang, as I have said, I have never touched Xia Ran. Whoever is responsible for her pregnancy should take responsibility. Do not bother me with this."

Jiang Yun was incredibly angry, not believing a word he said, "You still deny it? Xia Ran said she got pregnant during your visit to Elder Xia’s birthday party.

"If you didn’t touch her, then whose child could it be?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yun say this, Su Lan’s face immediately darkened. She pointed at her phone and demanded loudly, "Jiang Yun, turn on the speaker! I want to see what he says about our Ranran!"

Jiang Yun could not refuse, and with a displeased expression, she turned on the speaker.

On the other side of the phone, Fu Yanhe’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was icy.

Being bothered repeatedly by these nagging issues, he was getting rather impatient.

His voice was detached as he spoke bluntly, "It could be anyone’s—Tom, Dick, or Harry’s—but certainly not mine."

Fu Yanhe snorted dismissively, "After all, Xia Ran would stoop so low as to drug people, who knows whom she fancied next and whom she drugged to mess around with?"

"Ms. Jiang, advise them not to provoke me anymore. I haven’t taken action against them out of respect for Elder Xia," Fu Yanhe’s voice was low and cold, his pupils showing sheer indifference.

"My patience is limited; do not anger me."

As soon as he finished his words, Fu Yanhe hung up the phone abruptly.

When Jiang Yun called Fu Yanhe, the hospital room was very quiet and she had it on speaker.

His words were clearly heard by everyone in the room.

Su Lan and Xia Ran’s expressions were ugly as hell.

His words were like a slap in Xia Ran’s face, leaving her feeling fiery and exceedingly humiliated.

She felt incredibly wronged inside.

She had only ever drugged Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe. How had she become in his words a woman who would indiscriminately drug others and mess around?

She drugged Shen Yanhe out of jealousy, besides, Fu Yanhe had retaliated, hadn’t he?

And she drugged Fu Yanhe because she loved him!

How dare he speak of her that way!

Jiang Yun listened to the dial tone, her chest heaving with anger, cursing Fu Yanhe silently as a debt collector.

She took a deep breath, turned to look at the aggrieved Xia Ran and Su Lan, and forced an ugly smile, "Ranran, don’t worry, if you are truly pregnant with Ah Yanhe’s child, I will make sure he gives you an explanation."

With a grim face, Su Lan scoffed, holding Xia Ran’s hand, "No need, after hearing what Fu Yanhe said, it’s clear he has no intention of taking responsibility for our Ranran."

"If that’s the case, we will raise this child ourselves! The Xia Family isn’t so impoverished that we can’t afford to raise a child! Ranran, let’s go!"

With that, Su Lan briskly pulled Xia Ran and turned to leave the hospital room.

Jiang Yun hurried after them, "Hey! Su Lan! Calm down! Don’t be rash!"

She was slow in her high heels, and by the time she came out, Su Lan was already taking Xia Ran into the elevator.

Since Fu Shuqin could not be left alone, she could only watch the elevator doors close, stomping her foot in frustration, "What in the world is happening here?"

Once outside the hospital, Xia Ran took a deep breath, suppressing her anger and despair, and looked at Su Lan, unwilling to give up, "Mom, are we just leaving like this?"

Su Lan remained silent, pulling Xia Ran towards the car.

She grimaced as she took a phone from her bag and dialed a number, "Is everything recorded? Did you capture everything Fu Yanhe said? Is his voice clear in the video?"

On the other end, a voice altered by a voice changer responded, its tone unusually deep, "Everything’s recorded, rest assured. We used the latest foreign recording equipment. His words are crystal clear in the video."

"Very good." Su Lan said with satisfaction, "I’ll leave the rest to you, it would be best to distribute these videos for free to marketing accounts both domestically and internationally, to amplify the momentum. You won’t be short of money."

"Rest assured, I will definitely satisfy you with my work."

Su Lan ended the call, meeting Xia Ran’s astonished gaze: "Mom? What is this..."

Only then did a smile appear on Su Lan’s face as she tapped her forehead, "You are just too naive, luckily mom has prepared everything for you."

"Now just wait and see." Su Lan sneered, "The way Fu Yanhe insulted you just now, they, the Fu Family, will soon be pleading for you to come over!"

Xia Ran hugged Su Lan, moved: "Thank you, Mom, I wouldn’t know what to do without you."

Su Lan lovingly hugged Xia Ran, gently patting her back, "You are Mom’s treasure, of course, Mom has to cherish you. Fu Yanhe, he must marry you!"

-

The people hired by Su Lan were very efficient.

In less than half an hour, sensational headlines began to appear online: Shocking! Fu Corporation’s President Cheats within Marriage with Childhood Sweetheart, Who Comes Knocking When Pregnant and Is Coldly Rejected!

Such titles, resembling those from over-the-top dramatic novels about wealthy CEOs, attracted a lot of netizens who curiously clicked in, thereby boosting its popularity.

From minor to major, the buzz quickly topped the entertainment search charts.

Sharp-eyed netizens recognized the childhood sweetheart as Xia Ran, who had previously been embroiled in salacious news, and began to question the authenticity of the news in the comments section of the marketing accounts.

The purchased marketing accounts unhurriedly educated the public about the past between Xia Ran and Fu Yanhe, their once tragic love story.

Terms such as "tycoon," "cinnabar mole," and "childhood sweetheart" instantly soared to the top of the trending searches.

This brought another wave of heightened attention.

The comments under the trending search rapidly became more vulgar.

Some netizens vehemently cursed Fu Yanhe as a scumbag, a disgrace among men.

Others envied Fu Yanhe for enjoying his fortune with multiple partners.

Some felt sympathy for Fu Yanhe’s current wife, Shen Yanhe, urging her to run away.

But under the direction of Su Lan’s purchased internet trolls, these comments gradually turned into criticizing Shen Yanhe for stealing the nest, blaming her presence for preventing a loving couple from being together.

Consequently, the official account of Fu Corporation was filled with condemnation.

Fu Corporation’s stock also suffered fluctuations due to this public opinion storm.

The buzz grew louder, and even netizens from the international community got involved in devouring this juicy news.

Meanwhile.

Shen Yanhe, still in the lab, was unaware of the events unfolding online.

She had just finished the first phase experiment with the CO2 agent.

Shen Yanhe looked slightly pale, with a trace of fatigue in her eyes. She removed her equipment, disinfected it, and changed into her regular clothes.

After over a month of experiments, there was finally some progress with the CO2 agent. She planned to take a seven-day break to rest up before seeking Hang Mushan to treat his friend’s patient.

Earn some money for medicine and then continue the next stage of research.

Perhaps due to poor sleep these past days, Shen Yanhe’s mood was not great.

She sighed lightly, suppressing the irritation within and was about to call Fu Yanhe to pick her up when a strange number called.

Shen Yanhe frowned, her gaze turning cold as she rejected the call.

But the number kept calling.

After hanging up four times,

Shen Yanhe answered with impatience, her voice icy: "What is it, speak up."

"Miss Shen, I’ve captured something interesting. This thing can help Mr. Fu navigate through this whirlpool of public opinion."