A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 25 Medical Miracles

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Medical Miracles

Shen Yanhe’s mother had passed away in the year Shen Yanhe turned eight.

That very day coincided with her eighth birthday.

Because of the nature of her work, as Shen Yanhe grew older, she saw less and less of her father and mother and usually took care of Shen Huai at home with the nanny.

That day, Shen’s mother had just completed a research project and had promised to buy a cake for Shen Yanhe and spend her birthday with her.

However, on the way to buy the cake, she was hit by a drunk driver.

After hitting Shen’s mother, the animal not only failed to call an ambulance immediately, but also ran her over a second time while she was severely injured and unconscious...

In Shen Yanhe’s mind, the vivid memory of the horrific scene she had stumbled upon while searching for her mother as a little girl was forever etched in her mind.

Blood covered the entire asphalt road, shards of flesh and brain matter mixed together, her mother’s intact hand gripped the already crushed cake tightly...

Shen Yanhe suddenly closed her eyes, pushing the bloody and nearly distorted images out of her mind.

She then silently sat down leaning against her mother’s tombstone, her dense curled eyelashes slightly drooping, and after a few minutes of quiet, she slowly started to share recent amusing events with her mother.

"By the way, I got married," Shen Yanhe said, her tender and pale face leaning against the tombstone as if resting on her mother’s shoulder, her voice gentle and even containing a smile, "You always used to say that I was tomboyish, wild, and not at all like you, and even said that no one would marry me when I grew up."

"See, someone still wanted your daughter, didn’t they?"

"Alright," Shen Yanhe checked the time, seeing it was about to get late and if she stayed any longer, the Shen family would lose their patience, so she gently rubbed her cheek against the tombstone’s photo of the young woman.

She then stood up, her eyes lowered to meet those of the young woman, her cat-like eyes slightly bending, and she waved her hand, "I have things to do, I must go now, but I’ll visit you again next time."

The wind gently passed by, whirling red maple leaves towards Shen Yanhe, softly brushing her delicate cheek and falling to the ground as if an invisible person had planted a tender kiss on her face.

Shen Yanhe’s lips curved, and as she lowered her gaze to the leaf on the ground, she picked it up and put it in her pocket, then walked away.

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Shen Family.

Shen Yingying and Gendan Snow went from calm to anxious.

Walking back and forth in the hall, Gendan Snow anxiously bit her nails, "It’s already the afternoon, why hasn’t that bitch shown up yet? Could it be that the Fu Family is really backing her up and she’s grown bold enough to confront us outright?"

"Mom! Can’t you stay calm for a moment?" Shen Yingying was also annoyed, especially upon hearing Gendan Snow’s words, she frowned and shouted impatiently, "Can’t you sit down?"

Gendan Snow was too agitated to sit, "How can I sit still now? What if she tells the Fu Family about our plotting against her?"

Plotting against Shen Yanhe felt exhilarating at the moment.

But after the thrill, came a deep fear, especially upon learning that Chen Haowu was hospitalized, and the scheme against Shen Yanhe seemed unsuccessful, they worried about the consequences of the Fu Family finding out...

Gendan Snow could not calm down at all, and in her heart, she resented deeply.

That damned girl, just as annoying as her dead mother!

Shen Yingying firmly shook her head, "She won’t tell the Fu Family, Mom, do you forget? The eldest son of the Fu family is capricious and loves to torment women. All three of his fiancees ended up tortured to death by him."

"If Shen Yanhe dares tell the eldest Fu, she’ll definitely be tormented by him! After all, people like the Fu Family won’t tolerate a speck of dust in their eyes!"

"Maybe she’s afraid to come now because the eldest Fu caught her when she was returning from the hotel, thinking she was disgusted with him and cheating outside, so he beat her badly and now she’s too injured to come?"

Shen Yingying couldn’t help but think, the eldest son of the Fu family was a violent man, and Shen Yanhe’s days under his control must be difficult.

The incident of Chen Second Master being hospitalized might also be a misunderstanding, maybe it was he who provoked the Fu Family and got beaten up, unrelated to Shen Yanhe?

While Shen Yingying was indulging in her thoughts, a servant’s voice came from outside: "Miss Shen."

Gendan Snow and Shen Yingying both turned their heads toward the door.

At the entrance, a girl with a slender figure, wearing YF’s new black Chinese-style long dress and matching overcoat, entered. Her smooth black hair fell behind her, her clear cat-like eyes curved, her face delicate with an innate allure.

The girl, no longer the timid figure Gendan Snow had seen three days earlier, appeared confident and elegant. Her clear, cat-like eyes curved gently, her voice soft and sweet, "What are Aunt and cousin staring at me for? Is there something dirty on my face?"

The girl, with jet-black hair and fair skin, red lips and white teeth, looked radiant, not at all the tortured, sorrowful, and haggard figure Shen Yingying had imagined.

Shen Yingying’s eyes flashed with disbelief and intense jealousy.

How, how could this be!

After marrying into the Fu Family, Shen Yanhe’s complexion had become so radiant?

Gan Danxue couldn’t help but exclaim, her upturned eyes suddenly widening, her voice sharp, "You, you are Shen Yanhe?"

It was no wonder she was surprised; the Shen Yanhe before her felt too different from the one she had seen before!

The entire person had shed her timidity and become elegant and confident. It was as if the dust on a dusty pearl had been wiped clean, revealing its unique luster.

It was too dazzling.

Dazzling to the point of being intrusive.

Shen Yanhe slightly raised her eyebrows and walked over to sit on the sofa, looking at Gan Danxue with a half-smile, "Auntie doesn’t recognize me after just three days?"

Gan Danxue’s expression turned ugly, her gaze fixated on Shen Yanhe, "Are you wearing a new release from YF? Who bought it for you?"

YF was the largest luxury fashion brand in the Great Summer fashion industry, with very high prices; one shirt could cost up to one hundred thousand yuan.

Known for its outstanding national style designs, they released new products only five times a month, each batch including perfectly matched accessories, with each set costing up to a million.

The products were almost sold out as soon as they were put on sale.

How could Shen Yanhe, the bumpkin, possibly afford such expensive clothes?!

It surely couldn’t be that Fu Family’s young master had bought them for her, could it?

That was impossible; the fact that Fu Family’s young master didn’t mistreat her was already something, let alone buy her clothes?

Could it be Chen Haowu? Had he succeeded?

Shen Yingying also noticed the clothes on her, suppressing the jealousy in her eyes and looking at her worriedly, "Sister, you haven’t done something behind Fu’s young master that would hurt him, have you?"

Shen Yanhe was a bit surprised, subtly glancing at her own clothes.

Fu Yanhe had sent someone this morning to bring them over, and she had just picked out the most ordinary piece from the pile, not expecting it to be a YF new release.

Tsk, that man, he really was a case of cold face, warm heart.

Shen Yanhe looked at them startledly, then coyly smiled, "Why would you think that? Of course, Yanhe bought these clothes for me. We are very close; I wouldn’t do anything to betray him."

In the end, she gave Gan Danxue a soft, tender smile, her voice gentle, yet her words pierced their hearts like a knife, "Actually, I came back this time to thank Auntie."

"Thank you, Auntie, for finding me such a good matrimonial match. Without you, I might never have met such a wonderful Yanhe."

Shen Yingying and Gan Danxue felt like vomiting blood from the soft cuts inflicted by her words.

Seeing her happy countenance, they simultaneously felt a pang of regret.

No, it shouldn’t be like this.

She had had her mother send Shen Yanhe to marry in her place, actually to make her suffer, not to lead a good life!

The good life she was having now was supposed to be Shen Yingying’s!

Gan Danxue also realized this, and her heart filled with immense regret, nearly grinding her teeth in frustration as she squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, "Is that so? That’s good, then."

"Oh, right." Shen Yanhe took a sip from the teacup handed to her by a servant, looked up at Shen Yingying, "Didn’t Auntie say my cousin had a car accident and could only lie in bed?"

"Is my cousin, healed now?"

A person badly injured in a car accident to the extent of lying bedridden.

Yet three days later, she was able to leave the hospital and was hopping around, looking quite well.

Shen Yanhe thought sarcastically.

That truly was a medical miracle.