A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 218 Xiang Ling’an: A man’s voice?

Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Xiang Ling’an: A man’s voice?

Su Lan’s expression darkened slightly as she looked at Xia Ran and lowered her voice, "First, pacify him, then get him to come out."

Xia Ran nodded her head, took a deep breath, and made an effort to soften her voice, "You misunderstood me."

"I just begged my dad to unblock my bank cards."

Fu Xiao’s voice carried a hint of ferocity, "Get the cards and transfer the money to me, fast!"

The grip Xia Ran had on the phone tightened slightly, her knuckles turning white, "How much do you need?"

"Transfer everything you have, and if my mom has given you the betrothal gift, transfer that to me first. After I’ve paid off the gambling den, I’ll have my mom give you some compensation."

Xia Ran rejected outright, "No, the amount is too large, my father will notice."

She paced back and forth in the room, anxiously biting her fingers.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on a book about the tourist spots in Haicheng on Su Lan’s makeup table.

It was specifically picked out by the butler when Su Lan wanted to relax and go out.

Xia Ran strode over to the makeup table, flipping through the book and fixing her gaze on an old tourist spot named ’Happy Valley.’

This old tourist spot was once famous for mountain climbing and having cookouts at the mountaintop.

Because some people had climbed to the top and then jumped off to commit suicide, the area gradually became less visited.

With a flicker in her eyes, Xia Ran spoke, "How about this, meet me tonight at the top of Happy Valley, and I’ll bring my bank card to you, and you can use my card directly. If my dad asks, I’ll say I lost it."

Fu Xiao was dissatisfied, "Wouldn’t it be easier to just transfer the money? Why go through all this trouble?"

"I’d like to, but if I transfer now, my father will notice immediately, and he’ll freeze all the cards in my name. Then, you won’t be able to get a penny."

After some thought, Fu Xiao agreed to Xia Ran’s terms, "Fine, I’ll wait for you at the top of Happy Valley at eight o’clock tonight."

After saying so, he hung up the phone.

Su Lan stood up, put her arm around Xia Ran’s shoulders, and comforted her, "Good girl, you did great."

"After we deal with him tonight, our path forward will be much clearer."

Clinging to her phone, Xia Ran voiced her worry, "Mom, are you sure no one will find out?"

"Don’t worry, nobody will," Su Lan wrapped her arm around her shoulders and sat on the bed, "Even if someone does find out, it doesn’t matter. After all, he fell accidentally. They can’t trace it back to you."

Hearing this, Xia Ran’s anxiety gradually dissipated, replaced by an anticipation and excitement for the future.

After all, once they get rid of the obstacle that Fu Xiao posed and release the news that Fu Yanhe is a fake, she would become the biggest winner.

At that time, she couldn’t wait to see Shen Yanhe, that bitch, find out that the husband she stubbornly refused to let go of was a fraud, and watch her fall apart!

Thinking this, Xia Ran decided to contact the reporters first, and host a press conference where she would expose this news.

She was determined to ruin Fu Yanhe’s reputation wholly!

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

A car was parked outside a laboratory.

Fu Yanhe stood at the side of the car door where Shen Yanhe was about to get out, bending slightly at the waist to look at her with a subtle smile in his eyes, "Yanyan, should I carry you down?"

Shen Yanhe endured for a moment but couldn’t hold back and rolled her eyes at him.

She put her hand against his chest and pushed him out gently, "I’m not that frail. Move out of the way, don’t block the door."

Fu Yanhe raised an eyebrow slightly and complied, stepping back a little with the push from her.

Just as Shen Yanhe prepared to step out of the car, her phone in her pocket began to ring.

She paused, taking out her phone to look at it.

The caller was Xiang Ling’an.

At the sight, Shen Yanhe’s expression changed slightly, with a hint of unease stirring within her.

She made a shushing gesture to Fu Yanhe and cleared her throat before answering the phone, "Hello, Big Senior Brother."

Fu Yanhe’s brows twitched slightly.

Big Senior Brother?

Who was this person?

"Little Junior Sister, you still have your phone? I thought you lost it, that’s why you didn’t reply to my messages," Xiang Ling’an’s voice came with a tinge of sarcasm.

Shen Yanhe felt somewhat guilty as she touched her nose, "It’s just that, I’ve been busy with experiments recently and didn’t have time to check my phone. I didn’t do it on purpose."

Xiang Ling’an laughed without humor, "Heh, when I asked you for help, you replied quickly enough."

Shen Yanhe touched her nose again.

Xiang Ling’an sighed, "Let’s not bicker about this. How have you been lately? Your voice sounds a bit hoarse. Do you have a cold?"

Shen Yanhe glanced guiltily at the culprit and mumbled, "Um, a little, it’s the change of season."

The culprit, Fu Yanhe, slightly raised his eyes and brows, stepped forward, bent over, and lifted Shen Yanhe out of the car.

He deliberately lowered his voice, almost to a whisper, and said, "Hold on to me."

Xiang Ling’an on the other end of the phone sharply caught that, his eyes narrowing, "A man’s voice? Shen Yanhe, where are you now?"

"I am in the lab," Shen Yanhe’s heart tightened, and she glared fiercely at Fu Yanhe, vengefully placing all her weight on him as she answered Ling’an, "You might have heard Xiao Jiang’s voice."

Fu Yanhe’s eyes curved slightly, holding Shen Yanhe like one would hold a child, without moving, and his hand lightly patted her back, as if smoothing the fur of a ruffled kitten.

Xiang Ling’an listened carefully and, not hearing a man’s voice anymore, believed he was mistaken and changed the subject, "By the way, Gaffey has already arrived in the country. She should be in Haicheng around this time tomorrow."

"If you’re free, pick her up and let her stay by your side to help with your research."

Shen Yanhe was stunned for a moment, "Jiaojiao is coming?"

Gaffey, real name Feng Jiao.

She was a little girl with Daxia blood whom Shen Yanhe had saved on a battlefield in a small country five years ago.

Her parents had emigrated abroad when they were young, and after living quietly for decades, they found themselves caught up in a war between two countries.

Feng Jiao’s parents were hit by stray bullets during their escape and passed away, with her mother protecting her until the end, when Feng Jiao was only thirteen years old.

At that time, Shen Yanhe was specifically dropped there by the old man to hone her medical skills, and she saved Feng Jiao, bringing her back to Base 094 and leaving her under the care of Big Senior Brother.

The last time Shen Yanhe returned to the country, Feng Jiao was out on a mission, and they hadn’t seen each other for nearly two years.

Considering that kid’s fiercely protective nature...

Shen Yanhe silently glanced at Fu Yanhe.

Xiang Ling’an’s voice came through, "That’s right, that girl was so happy to hear she could come back to protect you."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Well, let’s hope for the best and see.

She’d think of a way to deceive Jiaojiao later, so she wouldn’t tell Ling’an about Fu Yanhe.

"By the way, have you provoked anyone in the country? There’s been an uptick in people looking for you lately," Ling’an asked.

"No, I’ve been abiding by the law here, not provoking anyone. Just settling private scores while abiding by the law," Shen Yanhe rested her chin on Fu Yanhe’s shoulder, swinging her legs and said carelessly, "Those looking for me probably just want me to treat them."

"I don’t want to get busy right now, so I’ll have to trouble Big Senior Brother to handle it for me."

"Don’t worry, I won’t let them disturb you," Ling’an replied with a faint smile, "Remember, if you run into trouble, call your senior brother. I’ve got your back."

Shen Yanhe felt warmth at the tip of her heart and sweetly smiled, "Thank you, Big Senior Brother."

The call ended.

Fu Yanhe, with one hand supporting Shen Yanhe’s behind and the other clamping her chin, forced her to look up at him before asking slowly, "Big Senior Brother, who is that?"