A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 271: Righteous Indignation of Shen Yanhe

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Righteous Indignation of Shen Yanhe

By the time Fu Yanhe finished doing the accounts, Shen Yanhe felt waves of soreness and weakness around her waist, lacking even the strength to lift her hand.

She closed her eyes slightly, lazily nestled in Fu Yanhe’s arms, raised her foot and kicked his calf, her voice hoarse, "I’m hungry."

Fu Yanhe caught her mischievous foot, caressed her ankle a few times, his handsome face filled with satisfaction, his voice magnetic and pleasing, "I’ll go prepare dinner and new clothes for you."

Shen Yanhe’s eyelashes fluttered, the ticklish sensation at her ankle made her involuntarily retract her leg, and she mumbled a few vague sounds.

If he kept touching her like that, they wouldn’t be able to stop again later.

Better to fill her stomach first.

Fu Yanhe released her ankle, stretched out his long arm to hold her in his embrace, and then planted a few kisses on her lips before flipping the covers off the bed and leaving the room to arrange dinner.

Soon after, Wu Fang brought the dinner and new clothes.

Shen Yanhe comfortably took a bath, changed into the new clothes, and, with her wet hair draped over her shoulders, sat down at the table to eat.

After freshening up himself, Fu Yanhe saw Shen Yanhe with her damp hair eating in small bites.

His brows furrowed with concern, he went back into the bathroom, took a hairdryer from the drawer, and stood behind her, blowing her hair at the lowest setting.

Shen Yanhe blinked, swallowed the food in her mouth, and tilted her head slightly to look at him, "You sit down and eat first. I’ll blow my hair after I finish."

"You’ll catch a cold," Fu Yanhe’s gaze softened, his touch gentle as he stroked her roots, his tone warm, "You eat, I’ll dry your hair for you."

Shen Yanhe hummed in response, but the speed of her eating slowed down significantly, and for a moment, the only sound in the room was the whoosh of the hairdryer.

The warm breeze that brushed her cheeks also carried warmth to the tip of her heart.

After they finished dinner, Shen Yanhe, wiping her mouth with a tissue, spoke with a muffled voice, "I’ll go back to my room and sleep now."

"Can’t we sleep together?" Furrowing his brows, Fu Yanhe looked at her and asked.

"No," Shen Yanhe’s gaze turned slightly wary as she looked at him, pouting, "This is a medical conference, you know. If a patient or another doctor came looking for me with questions and saw me coming out of your room, it wouldn’t look good..."

Besides, she had let people know she was in Jingcheng, and it wasn’t certain there wouldn’t be any danger while sleeping at night.

Sleeping with Fu Yanhe would drag him into it.

Moreover, she still had things to do...

"We’re husband and wife, what’s not good about it?" Fu Yanhe’s gaze lingered on her lips for a moment as he poured her a cup of warm water, "Isn’t it natural for a married couple to sleep in the same room?"

Drinking water, Shen Yanhe choked, rendered speechless by his words.

Eventually, she resorted to being unreasonable, "I said no means no! Anyway, I won’t sleep with you, and if you don’t agree, I’m going to make a scene!"

Fu Yanhe looked at the flushed, feisty figure before him, his gaze growing dark as he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Even her temper was adorable.

Shen Yanhe slumped back in her chair with mock petulance, her moist, cat-like eyes looking at him, "I am going to make a scene."

With a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, Fu Yanhe’s voice was soft, indulgent in his tone, "Yanyan, you’re being unreasonable."

Shen Yanhe, rallying with a righteous fervor, declared, "That’s right! I am being unreasonable! Just say whether you agree or not! If not, I won’t sleep with you ever again!"

Fu Yanhe, amused by her defiant stance, couldn’t help but chuckle, finally reaching out to pinch her soft cheek, "Alright, we’ll do as you wish."

It didn’t matter if she didn’t sleep with him.

He could just go to her room, right?

-

Elsewhere.

After returning to her room, Lin Yinyin smashed everything that could be smashed, her heart filled with anger and jealousy.

Why did everyone like Shen Yanhe so much?

Even if Shen Yanhe is the famous Dr. YM internationally, she is nothing in Daxia!

Fu Yanhe even warned her because of Shen Yanhe!

The more Lin Yinyin thought about it, the more suffocated she felt, her eyes reddening. Clenching her teeth, she took out her phone, asked an overseas classmate for a link to an international forum under the pretense of researching, registered an account, and anonymously posted news about Dr. YM being in Jingcheng, Daxia on the forum.

After doing all this, Lin Yinyin felt a bit more relieved.

Sitting on the sofa with a gloomy look in her eyes, she remembered her teacher once said that Dr. YM had made a lot of enemies abroad and there were many powerful people who wanted to find her for treatment, which is why she constantly hid herself.

Now that she had released the news, she did not believe that Shen Yanhe would be able to attend the medical conference with peace of mind!

Lin Yinyin felt secretly pleased, but just then, her phone rang.

She answered the phone: "Daddy..."

"Don’t call me dad! I don’t have a daughter like you!" Father Lin barked angrily: "Did you offend Fu Yanhe? Why did FY Group suddenly intervene and block several of our company’s cooperation projects?"

Lin Yinyin’s face was full of astonishment. She immediately remembered the words Fu Yanhe had said in the corridor and her face turned very ugly.

Were Fu Yanhe’s words not a warning?

Did he really make a move against the Lin Family for Shen Yanhe?

A surge of frustration welled up in Lin Yinyin’s chest, making her almost spit blood with anger, yet she had to suppress it while explaining to Father Lin: "Dad, I didn’t..."

"It doesn’t matter whether you did or not! You must come back tomorrow! Go and apologize to General Manager Fu!" Father Lin said sternly.

He was in a terrible mood right now. When their projects were intercepted, he specifically approached FY Group to ask what was going on, and they warned him to keep an eye on his daughter!

Father Lin didn’t dare say a word and even had to smile appeasingly, nearly suffocating with resentment.

Even though he had been very careful not to provoke Fu Yanhe in Haicheng, if he had any schemes in mind, he had instructed Lin Yinyin to cautiously approach Fu Yanhe.

And yet, before they could even establish a connection, they had already offended him, resulting in the company losing millions!

"If General Manager Fu doesn’t forgive you, then you stay away in Jingcheng and don’t come back!" Father Lin finished, hanging up the phone in a fury.

Lin Yinyin, with a belly full of fire, swept everything on the coffee table onto the floor, venting her rage.

After smashing things around the room into disarray, Lin Yinyin gradually calmed down, her expression changing constantly.

Perhaps, this was also an opportunity for her to get close to Fu Yanhe...

-

The next day.

Shen Yanhe had slept deeply the previous night, nearly dreamless.

The moment she opened her eyes, she sensed her waist was tightly held, and she curled up in the warm embrace of the person beside her.

Shen Yanhe blinked her eyes, and after several seconds, her muddled brain gradually cleared.

She looked up at the handsome man sleeping with his eyes closed in front of her, and pinched his face irritably.

She hadn’t expected the dignified General Manager of FY Group to one day act so deceitfully.

Last night, he had agreed very nicely, but less than ten minutes after she returned to her room, this guy followed Feng Jiao, who had just come back from seeking food, into the room, pretending as though he had just arrived in Jingcheng after a tiring journey.

Feng Jiao actually believed it, thinking he had just arrived and couldn’t book a room, so she left the master bedroom to them and moved to the secondary bedroom of the presidential suite.

Shen Yanhe’s fingertips poked at his face absent-mindedly, and thought, this man really is full of tricks.

Suddenly, Shen Yanhe felt something warm and wet envelop her fingertip.

She looked down and saw that she, without realizing it, had poked Fu Yanhe’s lips, who had at some point opened his eyes and caught her fingertip between them.

"Yanyan," Fu Yanhe looked at her with a smile in his black eyes, his husky voice magnetic with a hint of intimacy: "Good morning."

As he spoke, the warm breath fell on the back of her hand, and his soft lips gently touched her fingertips, making Shen Yanhe feel as if she had been burned, quickly withdrawing her hand with a blush on her ears: "Good morning."