A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 21 The Sixth This Time

Chapter 21: Chapter 21 The Sixth This Time

Wu Fang nodded respectfully, "Yes."

"And one more thing." Fu Yanhe sipped the congee in his hand with a regal air. Just a simple bowl of congee, yet he ate it as if it were a delicacy. He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "Go to FY and send her the clothes that are currently in vogue and fit the young lady."

Then he paused and added, "So that people won’t see her always wearing shabby clothes and say the Fu Family is harsh on her."

Wu Fang listened to his young master’s familiar stubborn remarks and nodded without changing his expression, "Yes."

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Shen Yanhe, walking along the hallway back to her room, heard a short, sharp scream from below, accompanied by a vicious curse: "Ah! Bitch! Bitch!"

"Why didn’t you just die in prison! Why do you have to come out and fight me for Yunqian! Bitch! Why don’t you go die!"

Shen Yanhe stopped in her tracks, expressionlessly walked to the railing, and looked down.

Below she saw Fu Yu standing on the lawn, furiously poking at her phone screen, its light illuminating her twisted, hateful expression.

Shen Yanhe narrowed her cat-like eyes; she had just been regretful that Fu Yu wasn’t here so she couldn’t put a sack over her head, only to find her here now.

The person she was cursing should be Shiwei.

Shen Yanhe focused on Fu Yu, who was still swearing and uttering profanities, took out her own phone, opened the camera, zoomed in on Fu Yu’s grotesque face, and snapped a picture.

After saving the photo, Shen Yanhe tapped a few times on her phone, and the slowly operating red light of the surveillance camera blinked off completely.

Afterward, Shen Yanhe looked around and saw a small storage room slightly ajar at the corner of the hallway, filled with some things piled in sacks.

Shen Yanhe walked gracefully towards the storage room, cleared out a sack, picked up an unused clean glove nearby, put it on, and descended the stairs silently with the sack.

Standing on the lawn, Fu Yu continued frantically sending messages to Qi Yunqian, but no matter how many she sent, there was nothing but silence on the other end, no response at all.

This made Fu Yu increasingly uneasy and more hateful of Song Shiwei, who had disappeared only to reappear.

She had not known Song Shiwei had been released from prison.

She had gone to Qi Yunqian’s company as usual today but couldn’t meet him, learning from his assistant that he was meeting someone important.

Fu Yu had always regarded Qi Yunqian as her own; hearing this from the assistant made her particularly uncomfortable, yet because of Qi Yunqian, she dared not press the assistant for his whereabouts.

But as she was leaving, a friend sent her a photo.

In that photo, a handsome man and a beautiful, bright woman looked at each other, a perfectly matched couple.

If only that man wasn’t Qi Yunqian and the woman wasn’t Song Shiwei, whom she had once been so jealous of that she almost wanted to kill her.

Seeing the photo drove Fu Yu insane with jealousy.

She had never imagined that despite secretly bribing people in prison to "take good care" of Song Shiwei so she might fall ill and die there, Shiwei neither died nor was disabled and had walked out without a scratch!

Moreover, she looked even more beautiful and attractive than before, which instantly pushed Fu Yu’s sense of crisis to the peak.

She desperately wanted to confront Qi Yunqian, but she also understood that there was something fishy about Song Shiwei’s imprisonment. Now questioning him would only make him dislike her.

All she could do was repress her jealousy and madly send him messages.

Staring at the dialog box that still had no reply, Fu Yu’s expression grew increasingly feral, and she pressed her phone screen so hard as if to break it: "Song Shiwei! Why aren’t you dead yet!"

Shen Yanhe, as light-footed as a cat, silently approached Fu Yu from behind and overheard these words, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes as she opened the sack in her hand and slipped it over Fu Yu’s head without mercy.

Then she started beating her without restraint.

She was still holding a grudge for what Fu Yu had previously said in the hall, accusing her of being cheap and offering herself up to be used by others.

Fu Yu’s vision went black, and she screamed in fear, "Who? Do you know where you are? Do you know who I am—ah!"

No one outside answered her; instead, blows rained continuously upon her, leaving her dumbfounded.

She had never imagined that she could be sacked and beaten on the premises of the Fu Family!

The attacker showed no mercy, and the pain was something Fu Yu had never experienced before; her screams gradually weakened.

No one knew how long it took before the outside quieted down.

Fu Yu lay on the ground for a long time, unable to recover.

Minutes later, Fu Yu tremblingly struggled out of the sack. At that time, she was the only one on the lawn, with no other shadows around.

Fu Yu no longer had the elegant appearance from moments ago, her hair resembling a bird’s nest and her makeup ruined by sweat and tears, leaving her in a sorry state.

Fu Yu gathered herself slowly and realized that she had been beaten on the premises of the Fu Family. Anger surged within her, and she sharply raked her nails through the sack, screeching, "Ahhh! Who was it?"

"Which bitch dared to hit me on the premises of the Fu Family? Show yourself!"

The manor was exceedingly quiet; no one answered her.

As Fu Yu prepared to scream again, a "click" from a closing door came from upstairs.

Wu Fang stood before the railing, looking down at Fu Yu with a blank face, saying, "Miss Fu, it’s already late. Please do not disturb the young master’s rest."

Fu Yu’s scream was instantly stuck in her throat, her face ghastly pale and distorted. Only then did she realize she had somehow arrived at Fu Yanhe’s residence.

Recalling Fu Yanhe’s hideously disfigured face and the always intense malice in his eyes, Fu Yu shivered with fear and dared not say more, standing up wobbly and leaving with the sack.

She bitterly resolved in her heart that when Fu Yanhe left for a check-up tomorrow, she would check the surveillance here.

When she found out who beat her, she would definitely make that person wish they were never born!

After Fu Yu left, Wu Fang carried the empty bowls and plates downstairs.

-

The culprit had already returned to the room, seated again at the computer, slowly sipping water from a cup.

Having avenged herself, Shen Yanhe leaned back on the computer chair, leisurely crossing her legs, with her empty hand holding her phone, informing Song Shiwei of the news.

While waiting for Song Shiwei’s message, Shen Yanhe imported an unsightly photo of Chen Haowu into the computer and searched for Shen Yingying’s name on a certain red app.

Shen Yingying, unlike other heiresses in Haicheng, was quite active online. Having a decent appearance, she was a major influencer with millions of followers on a certain red app, often flaunting her wealth or sharing her luxurious daily life.

It was said she had also acted and gained some fame in the entertainment circle.

Shen Yanhe clicked into her account.

The account had updated a status a few hours ago, featuring a picture.

In the picture, Shen Yingying lounged in a bathtub filled with pink foam, holding a glass of red wine, smiling sweetly at the camera, with the bustling night scene of Haicheng as her backdrop.

The caption consisted of two words: "Goodnight."

Shen Yanhe recalled what her third aunt Gandanshe said about Shen Yingying being in a minor car accident.

She sneered at the thought; the accident must have been minor indeed, barely a scratch—even a toddler’s walker could have caused it.

Shen Yanhe chuckled and held the image to save it.

She then moved the mouse to start photoshopping.

A few minutes later, after completing the edits, Shen Yanhe installed a small program and uploaded the edited picture.

Watching the popup with the image, Shen Yanhe’s cat eyes curved into a smile.

She hoped Shen Yingying would appreciate this "return gift."

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