A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 217 Step by Step Pressure

Chapter 217: Chapter 217 Step by Step Pressure

In the dilapidated white sedan sat Fu Xiao, his beard scruffy, eyes bloodshot, his face bruised and swollen, and his expression somewhat manic.

Fu Xiao was nearing insanity.

Yesterday, after he had extorted and cajoled Xia Ran into giving him five hundred thousand, he gambled it away, thinking if he won, he could pay off his gambling debt in one go.

Except for the first win, he lost everything else!

Not only was the five hundred thousand gone, but he was also now in debt for millions more. He had been beaten up by the casino because he couldn’t pay back the debt!

Fu Xiao could only reach out to his old fair-weather friends to find out Fu Yanhe’s recent whereabouts in hopes of locating Shen Yanhe and asking her for some money.

After a great deal of difficulty, he got the information from a friend, only to see that Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe were always together.

He simply couldn’t find an opportunity to approach Shen Yanhe.

As the casino pressure mounted, Fu Xiao, desperate with no way out, stole a car and lay in ambush outside the villa, planning to follow Shen Yanhe when she went out.

To find a chance for a private meeting with her.

This time, there was a perfect opportunity.

Meanwhile.

Wu Fang, who was driving, glanced in the rear-view mirror and said, "Master Fu, someone is following us."

Fu Yanhe looked down at Shen Yanhe, who was curled up in his arms resting with closed eyes, covered her ears gently with his warm hand, and said calmly, "Have San Fang intercept him and check his identity."

Wu Fang nodded, "Yes."

He picked up the walkie-talkie that was set aside and briefly relayed Fu Yanhe’s command to San Fang on the other end.

San Fang: "Roger that."

Immediately after, Wu Fang put down the walkie-talkie and stepped on the gas pedal to speed up.

Fu Xiao frowned deeply and cursed under his breath, also wanting to press the gas pedal and keep up.

But at that very moment when he was about to accelerate, a black sedan suddenly cut in from the right and crashed directly toward the front of his car.

Fu Xiao’s eyes widened in shock, panic evident on his face as he quickly slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel sharply.

The harsh screeching of brakes filled the air.

Fu Xiao’s car slammed heavily against the railing on the side, the front of the car caved in with a huge dent, and the windshield shattered completely.

Fu Xiao lay swooning over the steering wheel, his head split open, blood continuously flowing from it, unable to regain his senses for a long while.

"Well, look at that." San Fang stepped out of the car with his bodyguards, opened the door, and with a lift of his eyebrows said, "It’s you, Uncle Fu."

Fu Xiao shook his head to regain some clarity, shivering when he saw San Fang.

He knew San Fang.

He was a loyal minion of Fu Yanhe’s.

Could it be... had Fu Yanhe discovered him?

San Fang didn’t rush to rescue Fu Xiao from the car but continued to question him, "What’s the meaning of following us in such a secretive way, Uncle? I had almost mistaken you for a thug attempting to harm Master Fu and was about to take action."

Fu Xiao felt a sense of emptiness in his chest and replied with a forced smile, scrambling for an excuse, "How could I? How could I ever harm Yanhe? I just hadn’t seen him for several days and heard he had resigned from the CEO position, so I wanted to check up on him. I hadn’t even managed to see him before you guys crashed into me."

Fu Xiao carefully touched the wound on his forehead, gasping in pain as he extended his blood-stained hand, "Look what you did to me; my head is split open."

"My apologies, my apologies. I’ll have someone get you out and take you to the hospital right away," responded San Fang with a smile that belied the absence of any real regret on his face.

He instructs his bodyguards to rescue Fu Xiao from the car and says, "We just didn’t realize you had switched to such a distinctive car."

San Fang’s smile was cordial, but his words carried a warning, "Next time you want to see Master Fu, just tell us directly. Don’t do such dangerous things again. An accident that leads to losing your life would be no small matter."

Fu Xiao felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead upon hearing the words, his heart filled with relief, and he verbally lashed out at Xia Ran, who had seduced him.

It was all because of that bitch’s seductive words.

If he had known that Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe were always accompanied by so many people every time they went out, he wouldn’t dare to approach Shen Yanhe, not even if he were given eight more guts.

"Uncle San, do you want me to take you to the hospital?" San Fang asked with a barely perceivable glance at Fu Xiao’s reaction, his tone cheery.

Fu Xiao quickly shook his head, his eyes somewhat evasive, "No, no, I’ll go by myself; you can go about your business."

He didn’t dare go to the hospital, fearing that if he did, he might be cornered by the thugs from the gambling den that were likely lying in wait there.

San Fang raised an eyebrow but didn’t force the issue. He pulled some cash from his pocket, "Well then, I’ll leave this cash with you for medical expenses. If it’s not enough, call me."

While talking, he stuffed the cash into Fu Xiao’s pocket, and a button-like device from his fingertip silently stuck to the inside of Fu Xiao’s pocket.

Having done all this, San Fang patted Fu Xiao’s shoulder, gave him a few words of advice, and then left in the car with his bodyguards.

Only after watching them drive away did Fu Xiao’s expression turn grim.

It seemed the private route of asking Shen Yanhe for money was no longer viable.

Fu Yanhe had protected her too well.

Now, the only ones who could help him were the Xia Family.

-

After driving a distance, Wu Fang gradually steadied the car’s speed.

A voice from the walkie-talkie sounded, "Master Fu, the person following you is from the Fu Family- Fu Xiao."

Shen Yanhe, who was lying on Fu Yanhe’s lap, caught those two words distinctly. She opened her eyes, "Fu Xiao? What’s he following us for?"

Wasn’t Fu Xiao currently being chased by the gambling den’s thugs like a rat in a sewer, hiding here and there?

Could it be that he couldn’t bear it anymore and wanted to ask Fu Yanhe for money?

Fu Yanhe’s eyes narrowed, his large hand gently combing through her somewhat disheveled hair, "I’m not sure."

But he wasn’t concerned with Fu Xiao’s motives.

Having learned from his past lessons, he now made sure that every time Shen Yanhe went out, she was accompanied by no less than ten bodyguards.

Apart from those in plain sight, there were also those hidden.

He would not give anyone the chance to harm her.

San Fang said, "Madam, I haven’t had the chance to investigate yet, but I’ve put a tracker on him. We can monitor his movements anytime."

Shen Yanhe blinked, yawned languorously, and snuggled closer into Fu Yanhe’s embrace, "Let me know once you have results."

San Fang responded with a ’Yes’.

-

Meanwhile, at the Xia Family’s residence.

Stressed from the previous day’s events, Xia Ran woke up feeling listless and lacking energy this morning.

She managed to eat a little before heading back to her room to sleep when her cellphone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Xia Ran’s face changed instantly upon seeing the familiar number on the phone.

It was the new number Fu Xiao had given her yesterday.

Xia Ran grabbed the phone, scampering to the master bedroom, and exclaimed to Su Lan, who was applying makeup, "Mom! Mom! Fu Xiao is calling me!"

Her hand pausing in the middle of drawing her eyebrows, Su Lan spoke, "Don’t panic. Answer the call and see what he wants."

Xia Ran nodded, her hands trembling as she answered the call, "Hello..."

Fu Xiao’s deep, dark voice came through, tinged with anger and accusation, "Where’s the money you were supposed to send me last night? Why haven’t you sent it yet? Xia Ran, do you not want to give it to me?"

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