A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 300 Carry Me

Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Carry Me

"Wake up!"

With sudden alertness, the blond man’s eyes snapped open, scanning the surroundings warily. After confirming there was no danger around, he relaxed and looked at Shen Zhong with a puzzled expression, "How are we here? What just happened to me?"

As he finished speaking, he saw the blood-soaked mess on Shen Zhong, and his face suddenly changed, "How did you get injured?"

"Our hideout in Daxia was exposed," Shen Zhong said with a grave voice, "You still haven’t completely recovered from Dr. YM’s poison when you collapsed. During that time, Daxia’s police infiltrated our hideout. I fought them desperately to get you out, but I got shot in the leg."

"We can’t stay in Daxia any longer. When is the boat arriving?" Shen Zhong asked breathlessly, looking at the blond man.

The blond man’s face was extremely grim. He hadn’t expected Daxia’s police to have such extensive reach. Despite having evaded all surveillance and ensuring no one was following him before entering the hideout, they had still found him.

They had been found nonetheless.

This trip to Daxia was incredibly frustrating for the blond man.

He glanced at his wristwatch, "The boat will arrive in two hours."

Shen Zhong nodded slightly, his face pale from excessive blood loss. He leaned on a haystack, closed his eyes, and rested.

After waiting for two hours, the boat finally arrived slowly at the dock. The blond man helped Shen Zhong onto the boat and they departed into the night.

Meanwhile.

Shen Yanhe and the others were almost finished eating at the barbecue restaurant.

Lu Yubai, having learned from Lu Wan about her kidnapping and subsequent rescue, looked at Shen Yanhe with a touch of gratitude, "Thank you, Dr. YM, for saving my cousin."

If Shen Yanhe hadn’t shown up early, he couldn’t imagine what might have happened to Lu Wan.

Shen Yanhe responded nonchalantly, accepting his thanks.

Lu Yubai looked at her, choosing his words carefully before speaking, "Doctor, my assistant had been looking for you awhile ago..."

Shen Yanhe smiled, "I know. I’ll visit tomorrow."

Lu Yubai breathed a sigh of relief; with Shen Yanhe agreeing to visit the Lu Family, there was hope for Xiao Jing’s illness.

The group continued to eat for a while, and Lu Yubai stood up to pay the bill, then parted ways with a stuffed Lu Wan and Shen Yanhe.

The barbecue restaurant was not far from the hotel, and since Shen Yanhe had eaten quite a bit, she decided to take a leisurely walk back with Fu Yanhe.

As the evening deepened, fewer people were on the streets. Shen Yanhe walked side by side with Fu Yanhe under the dim streetlights that cast their shadows, which merged and then separated.

A gentle breeze made Shen Yanhe feel comfortable.

Halfway through, she suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at the tall man beside her, her clear cat-like eyes blinked softly, her voice tender as if coquettishly stating, "I’m so tired, I can’t walk anymore."

Fu Yanhe’s eyelashes slightly lowered, he looked down at her without saying a word.

Then, he raised his hand to gently rub her head and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to carry you?"

His voice was already pleasant to hear, but he intentionally lowered it, making it sound even more mellow.

The hand that touched her hair felt like it carried a slight electric current, bringing a tingling sensation.

Already having had two bottles of beer at the barbecue, Shen Yanhe was further ensnared by Fu Yanhe’s tenderness and nodded towards him, opening her arms, "Yes, carry me."

A smile flickered in the deep darkness of Fu Yanhe’s pupils; he walked in front of her, squatted down a little, and looked at her, "Come on up."

Shen Yanhe blinked, took a few steps back, and lightly jumped onto his back.

The scent of sandalwood on the man intensified, slowly enveloping her.

Unable to resist, Shen Yanhe buried her face into his neck and took a deep breath.

Fu Yanhe’s body tensed slightly, his hands that held her soft buttocks gently patted, "Stop messing around."

Shen Yanhe wrapped her arms neatly around his neck.

He lifted Shen Yanhe up a bit and took two steps, sighing gently, "You’ve lost weight."

Shen Yanhe had a small frame and couldn’t gain weight easily; she would slim down quickly once she was fatigued.

When he was in Haicheng, he hadn’t been stingy with feeding her.

But after being busy in Jingcheng for a few days, she had lost weight again.

"The physical exertion is high, there’s no helping it." Shen Yanhe buried her face in his shoulder and muttered softly, "If you could reduce the number of times you exercise with me in bed, I might gain some weight."

Fu Yanhe chuckled lowly, "I can agree to everything else, just not this one."

"Yanyan, in front of you, I have no self-control."

Shen Yanhe’s ears turned slightly red, and she lightly punched him, her tone irritated, "You make it sound so nice, you’re just lustful."

Fu Yanhe hummed in agreement, "Being lustful towards my wife is perfectly reasonable."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

She couldn’t outtalk him at all.

She simply stopped talking, buried her face in his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

Fu Yanhe’s steps were steady, and Shen Yanhe felt completely safe in his arms.

After walking for a while, Shen Yanhe’s voice came out somewhat stuffily, "Fu Yanhe, do you know about the organization ’immortal’?"

Fu Yanhe’s pace continued uninterrupted, his breathing steady, "I’ve heard of them. They’ve offered bounties to Lorand before, but Lorand never had deep contact with them."

He paused, then asked, "The people who kidnapped those professors and threatened you, are they from the ’immortal’ organization?"

Shen Yanhe, with her eyes closed, echoed Shen Zhong’s words in her mind: Stay away from the Fu family.

She pressed down slightly with her fingertips on Fu Yanhe’s shoulder, and asked again, "Is there anything else you’re hiding from me?"

Fu Yanhe responded quickly, "No."

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the girl leaning on his shoulder, his warm breath gently falling on her cheek, "Why would Yanyan ask that?"

Shen Yanhe paused for a few seconds before saying, "I received news today that the ’immortal’ organization is related to the Fu family."

Fu Yanhe slowly stopped walking.

Neither spoke, the night around them silent, only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the quiet.

No one knows how long it was.

Fu Yanhe’s voice, clear and magnetic, finally came slowly, "So, Yanyan, do you think I am related to the ’immortal’ organization?"

Shen Yanhe didn’t speak. After half a minute, she finally said, "I don’t know."

When Shen Zhong had shared this information with her, she indeed had a moment of doubt about Fu Yanhe.

But she quickly denied it.

If it were Fu Yanhe, he wouldn’t create such an obvious flaw, nor would he bring people from Lorand to raid his own outpost in Daxia.

It just didn’t make sense logically.

Fu Yanhe had felt a subtle displeasure in his heart when he heard her question, but upon seeing her downcast appearance, the irritation dissipated.

He sighed lightly, "It’s not me, Yanyan. I have no relations with the ’immortal’ organization."

"However, you said the ’immortal’ organization is related to the Fu family, I have in mind probably two suspects."

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