A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 257: Fu Yu is Driven Away Again

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Fu Yu is Driven Away Again

A black sedan was parked on the highway not far from the cemetery.

Several burly men sporting jackets and vests with tattoos bearing the word "immortal" on their arms stood beside the car.

When they saw the man in the black mask descending from the mountain, one of them, with dyed golden hair and a cigarette in his mouth, lifted his eyebrows, "Dr. P, you’re finally back. I thought you took the chance to run off."

Dr. P glanced at him indifferently, his slightly husky and muffled voice coming through the mask, "What, you can’t even wait ten minutes?"

The man with golden hair flicked the ash off his cigarette, grinning, "I was just worried you’d run off. After all, Daxia is your homeland. If you took the opportunity to run away, we couldn’t explain it to the BOSS."

Dr. P snorted coldly, "My daughter is in his grasp, where could I possibly run to?"

Dr. P opened the car door and got in coldly, giving the man with golden hair a chilly look, "Stop talking nonsense and drive to Jing City."

"You’ve said it yourselves, as long as I help you catch Dr. YM, I would get to meet my daughter."

The golden-haired man’s eyebrows lifted, and he tossed the still-burning cigarette onto the ground, stomping it out before getting into the car, "Alright, no dawdling, let’s head straight to Jing City."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the handsome and deep face of the golden-haired man, "I’m curious to see how that crafty Dr. YM is going to escape this time."

-

Elsewhere.

After returning from the cemetery, Shen Yanhe went back to the lab to continue the next phase of her research.

Fu Yanhe had dropped her off at the lab and then went to the FY Group’s branch office.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire city, his mind was filled with images of Shen Yanhe tearfully standing in front of the tombstone.

Fu Yanhe’s cool gaze narrowed slightly as he took out his phone and called Wu Fang, instructing him to have someone take good "care" of Fu Xiao in prison, and then to go "take care" of Fu Shuqin.

He had promised Yanyan to let her take her own revenge.

So, as long as they were left alive, it was acceptable for them to not die.

He would settle the rest of the accounts for her.

-

Meanwhile, Fu Yu, who had spent several stifling days in the small villa and was feeling extremely resentful, arrived at the Qi Corporation.

She was beginning to realize that Qi Yunqian really had no feelings for her at all.

But she refused to believe it, still stubbornly trying to hold onto Qi Yunqian.

As long as she held onto him, she could live a princess-like life as before.

Fu Yu arrived in front of the Qi Corporation building and had purposely spent money on a fine makeover, wearing her most expensive clothes, carrying the high-priced bag she had bought before, and dressed very delicately as she entered the headquarters of the Qi Corporation.

She arrived at noon, just as the employees were going out for lunch, and as she walked in, many of them glanced her way, murmuring to each other in hushed voices.

Fu Yu instinctively straightened her back and tilted her chin up slightly, arrogance showing on her face.

Even now, in her downfall, she still considered herself different from these corporate drones.

Drawing in a deep breath, Fu Yu subconsciously walked towards the elevator reserved for the president.

She had often accompanied Qi Yunqian to the company before and knew where his office was.

But just as she was about to get into the elevator, the receptionist in the lobby changed her expression and rushed forward to block her, "Miss Fu, you can’t go in there."

Fu Yu frowned slightly and looked at the receptionist with displeasure, reaching out to push her, "Why can’t I go in? Yunqian once said that whenever I come to the company, I can go straight up to see him without an appointment."

"Get out of the way, don’t block me!"

The receptionist staggered back a couple of steps but still stood in front of Fu Yu, dutifully saying, "Miss Fu, these are Mr. Qi’s orders, if you come to the company looking for him, I’m to stop you and not let you in."

The receptionist was quite adamant, "Please don’t make this difficult for me, or I will have to take some forceful measures."

As the receptionist said this, her voice didn’t get any quieter, and the people around all looked over, whispering amongst themselves as they stared at Fu Yu.

Fu Yu’s face instantly flushed red, a burning sensation of embarrassment. It felt as if all those gazes were mocking her.

Her sharp nails dug into her soft flesh, anger and humiliation boiling within her.

Before coming here, she had never expected Qi Yunqian to be so heartless towards her!

It was bad enough that he threw her out of the Qi family mansion, but he even revoked her privileges in the corporation.

Fu Yu’s complexion turned ghastly pale, watching the approaching security guards. Remembering being thrown out of an FY Group branch building before, she extinguished the thought of forcing her way in.

She didn’t want to lose face again.

Fu Yu’s hands by her side clenched into fists, casting one longing glance at the CEO’s elevator before swiftly turning and walking away.

She had just stepped out of the lobby when she accidentally caught sight of a familiar figure.

Song Shiwei.

Dressed in a simple white blouse and jeans, she was holding a document and slowly walking towards the lobby.

Fu Yu’s expression grew even uglier.

She had never expected to encounter Song Shiwei here.

Especially after her own downfall.

Song Shiwei also saw Fu Yu, her eyebrows slightly lifting as she sized her up, "Yo, come to the company to find your brother Yunqian again? Do you need me to take you to him?"

She was here today to deliver the divorce agreement to Qi Yunqian.

Since she brought up divorce a few days ago, he had been finding excuses to avoid her.

Song Shiwei had gotten what she wanted, and she was no longer willing to play cat-and-mouse with him, so she simply took a trip over to personally deliver the divorce agreement.

Fu Yu’s face darkened, a shadow passing through her eyes, and she said harshly, "Not necessary!"

She clenched her fists tightly, looking at Song Shiwei with hatred, "Song Shiwei, don’t be so smug. Even if you have won over brother Yunqian for now, so what?"

Fu Yu’s face was full of malice, "If he could abandon you once for me, he could do it again for another woman!"

"He will never truly love you!"

Song Shiwei’s expression remained unchanged, instead giving Fu Yu a shallow smile, "I’ll take your auspicious words."

Right now, she would rather Qi Yunqian abandon her.

Fu Yu felt as if she had punched cotton—powerless and furious. However, after losing out in several confrontations with Song Shiwei before, she dared not get tough with her.

All she could do was glare at her venomously and snapped, "Just you wait! I’ll make you regret crossing me!"

With those words, she hurried off on her high heels.

Song Shiwei looked on indifferently at her retreating figure, holding the divorce agreement as she walked into the lobby.

The receptionist’s eyes lit up upon seeing Song Shiwei, hastily approaching, "Madam, you’re here. The president instructed me to let you go straight up if you came."

Song Shiwei paused, her expression unchanged as she handed the receptionist the document containing the divorce agreement, "I’m not going up. Just give this to him for me."

After speaking, Song Shiwei turned to leave.

The receptionist hesitated for a moment and quickly tried to interject, "Uh, madam..."

Before she could finish, a deep and magnetic male voice called out, "Shiwei."

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