A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 33 Go Make Money

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Go Make Money

Jiang Yun furrowed her brow on the sofa, disapprovingly saying, "How could this be acceptable?"

Xia Ran poised herself with grace and thoughtfulness, softly speaking, "Aunt, please let me finish."

"I know Yanhe has Miss Shen by his side now, but she came from the countryside and has never attended such banquets. If we ask her to go, it will inevitably stress her."

"If something were to happen at the banquet, the face lost would be that of the Fu Family."

With a gentle look towards Fu Yanhe and a smile gracing her beautiful face, Xia Ran continued, "Before Miss Shen’s arrival, it was always I who accompanied Yanhe to various banquets, and not to mention, I am familiar with both Yanhe and Qi Yunqian. At the banquet, I could take good care of Yanhe."

If Shen Yanhe truly cherished Fu Yanhe, upon hearing these words, her heart would surely be grievously hurt.

Unfortunately, the relationship between Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe was nothing more than a facade of a marriage.

To maintain the illusion of a loving relationship, Shen Yanhe timely lowered her gaze slightly, gripping the armrest of her wheelchair a little tighter, revealing a touch of sadness and distress.

Seeing the despondency and sadness on Shen Yanhe’s face, Xia Ran felt even more pleased, her expression becoming tender, "Of course, Miss Shen, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to say anything bad about you; it’s just that you really are not suitable for such matters."

Not a single word explicitly criticized her.

Yet every word reminded her that her background did not match up to Fu Yanhe.

Tsk, what an annoying person.

Suppressing the coldness in her eyes, Shen Yanhe looked up again with a strained smile, "Miss Xia is absolutely right, but..."

"If I’m not mistaken, Miss Xia, you are now engaged to the young master of the Yan Family, right? Mr. Qi’s engagement party will surely invite notable figures from Haicheng, and the young master of the Yan Family should be among them, correct?"

The smile on Xia Ran’s face stiffened slightly, her gaze turning awkwardly towards Fu Yanhe.

He had even told her this?

However, Fu Yanhe’s brows slightly raised, his gaze discreetly falling on Shen Yanhe.

With an innocent and naive demeanor, Shen Yanhe added, "If the young master of the Yan Family were to find out his fiancée has become Yanhe’s partner at the event... Won’t people in Haicheng gossip about Yanhe stealing the Yan Family’s young master’s partner?"

The initially wavering Jiang Yun also suddenly remembered.

Xia Ran was no longer single but engaged to the young master of the Yan Family.

"This won’t do." Before Xia Ran could speak up in her defense, Jiang Yun strongly voiced, "Not to mention that you are now someone else’s fiancée, even if you weren’t, being Yanhe’s partner is inappropriate and unfair to Yanhe."

Feeling aggrieved, Xia Ran bit her lip and looked towards Fu Yanhe who had remained quiet, his expression indifferent, "Yanhe..."

"I don’t need it." Seated in his wheelchair, the tall man clad in a well-tailored black suit, his exceptionally plain face indifferent and his eyes gloomy, stated, "My companion can only be my wife."

Fu Yanhe’s dark eyes coldly fell on the ashen-faced Xia Ran, his words sharp, "I, Fu Yanhe, don’t have the habit of picking up discarded trash for use."

The nearly insulting remark caused Xia Ran’s pupils to constrict, her body to tremble, her eyes reddening slightly as she looked at Fu Yanhe in utter disbelief.

It seemed unbelievable that Fu Yanhe could speak to her so ruthlessly and harshly.

After all, he once cherished and loved her.

It was he who adored her the most in the past.

It was he who had stated he would marry no other but her.

How could it be that one mistake, and he couldn’t even forgive her once?

"She couldn’t take it anymore, couldn’t endure the ruthless harshness of Fu Yanhe towards her, her voice carried a crying tone, ’Yanhe, do we really have to be like this?’"

When Fu Yanhe heard the way she addressed him, he frowned deeply with discomfort, his brow furrowed low and his gaze cold, "Don’t call me that again. You don’t deserve to."

Shen Yanhe stood quietly by, eating melons as she directly felt the ruthlessness and coldness from Fu Yanhe.

Feeling fortunate in her heart, she was glad that she had been astute enough to surrender from the first day.

Otherwise, she would have been one more person suffering now.

When Xia Ran felt Shen Yanhe’s gaze, she felt embarrassed, and her hand hanging by her side clenched into a fist, her sharp nails digging fiercely into her palm, a hint of resentment towards Fu Yanhe forming in her heart.

Resenting him for casting her off so heartlessly.

Resenting him for not giving her any dignity.

She had completely forgotten that the person who had come to the Fu Family to call off the engagement was her, the person who had abandoned Fu Yanhe first was her.

A hidden shadow flashed through Xia Ran’s eyes, but she ignored the words of Fu Yanhe and forced a strained smile, "Yanhe, I just remembered, I have some things to take care of. I’ll be leaving first."

"We can talk about these matters later."

As soon as her words fell, fearing that Fu Yanhe would utter more harsh words, she quickly grabbed her purse from the sofa and hurriedly left, even forgetting to say goodbye to Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun clicked her tongue lightly and shook her head, "I thought Ranran was pretty sensible before, how can she be so clueless about some matters."

"Forget it, Yanhe, go ahead and eat. Later, ask about the situation with the Qi Family kid. I’m going to find Ayu," Jiang Yun said as she stood up from the sofa, dropped a reminder for Fu Yanhe, and headed outside.

"Ayu likes the Qi Family kid so much, and now hearing the news that he is getting engaged, she must be devastated."

With the disruptive person gone, Shen Yanhe didn’t continue to stay either. Without waiting for Fu Yanhe to say anything, she pushed him towards the dining hall.

The two had a relatively peaceful breakfast together.

Shen Yanhe drank her milk, calculating the money she still had access to use in her account, and looked up to the elegantly man wiping his mouth across from her, "I am going out today to look for a job to earn money."

"Earn money?" Fu Yanhe continued his actions without stopping, and looked up at her with a faint gaze, "Haven’t I given you a card? Isn’t it enough?"

Shen Yanhe placed her cup on the table, licking the milk that had gotten onto her lips.

It was enough.

However, the amount she was openly allowed to use was only for paying Shen Huai’s medical bills.

The rest of the money, she did not plan to use Fu Yanhe’s card.

If he discovered that, it would be indefensible, even with thousands of excuses.

"Money, one can never have too much of it," Shen Yanhe curved her lips at him, revealing a little sharp fang hidden in her smile, a hint of cunning sparkling in her catlike eyes.

She looked just like a little kitten ready to get into trouble.

Fu Yanhe subtly observed her expression, placed his napkin on the plate, and spoke indifferently, "Come back early. Today you still have to give me a massage."

He wasn’t some capitalist owner, having no reason to confine Shen Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe gave him an OK gesture, reminded him not to forget to take his medicine, and then picked up her phone from the table and left.

Wu Fang just happened to bring the fried medicine over, and while looking at Fu Yanhe drinking his medicine, asked hesitantly, "Young master, should someone follow the young mistress?"