A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 330: Slapped Qin Manxiang in the Face

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Slapped Qin Manxiang in the Face

Qin Manxiang’s expression immediately turned extremely gloomy as she deadlocked her eyes onto Shen Yanhe.

She had never imagined that after Shen Yanhe was brought here by her people, she wouldn’t be scared in the slightest and would still be so arrogant.

The female artists who had been brought here in the past were usually frantic and scared.

So arrogantly presumptuous, Shen Yanhe was the first.

But what of it?

This place was her territory now; soon, Shen Yanhe would be like those female artists before, lying on the ground like a dog, begging her for mercy.

Thinking along these lines, Qin Manxiang’s brows instantly relaxed, and with a cold laugh, she said, "Shen Yanhe, go ahead and be arrogant. Soon, you won’t be able to be arrogant anymore."

As soon as the words were spoken, her expression twisted as she pointed at Shen Yanhe and coldly ordered, "Strip her clothes off for me!"

The several men who had been standing around without much movement swiftly encircled Shen Yanhe.

One of them reached out toward the collar of Shen Yanhe’s clothes.

Just as his hand was about to touch her collar, Shen Yanhe, who had been motionless and seemed to be frozen in fear, moved.

She casually raised her hand to catch the man’s wrist and violently twisted it downwards.

There was a crisp snap.

The man’s wrist was forcefully twisted into an eerie curve, and he couldn’t control the agonized howl that escaped him as his whole body slumped down in pain.

All the men who had crowded over halted in unison, their faces filled with shock as they stared at Shen Yanhe.

They hadn’t seen clearly how Shen Yanhe had moved; it seemed as if with just a light, floating lift, she had forcefully twisted their comrade’s wrist!

This ruthless, decisive strike meant that the woman before them was clearly not an ordinary person with no power to truss a chicken!

Qin Manxiang was also startled, and belatedly remembered how resolute Shen Yanhe had been when she struck her in the program before.

This woman had training!

Shen Yanhe lifted her foot and kicked the man in the crotch, causing his face to immediately turn red as he slowly slumped down with his legs clamped together.

She let go of the man’s hand, and as she looked at Qin Manxiang, a hint of bloodthirsty malice rose in the depths of her eyes, and she laughed softly, "Strip my clothes? You’ve got guts."

"The last one who wanted to strip my clothes, the grass on their grave is already as tall as you."

Frightened by her gaze, Qin Manxiang’s body involuntarily shuddered before remembering that this was her turf and she had so many bodyguards; Shen Yanhe couldn’t handle them all on her own!

She bit her tongue tip, and the pain helped her regain composure instantly; her expression was somewhat ferocious as she shouted lowly, "All of you, attack! Strip her naked and bring her to me!"

Qin Manxiang’s expression distorted with a twisted laugh, "Shen Yanhe, what does it matter if you have good moves, can you fight off four or five big men at once?"

"I’ll tell you, now that you’ve fallen into my hands, you can’t escape."

Excited, Qin Manxiang’s entire face reddened as she said, "I will strip you naked, take a video of you copulating with them, and upload it to all the major websites, so you, like those women, will be completely ruined!"

"Oh right." Qin Manxiang looked maliciously at Shen Yanhe, who was gradually being surrounded by several bodyguards, "Don’t you also have a boyfriend? I’ll send him the pictures of you having intercourse with other men. Guess if he will still want you?"

Shen Yanhe’s eyes instantly turned icy cold.

The bodyguards surrounding her made their move at that moment.

However, the next second, Shen Yanhe struck out swiftly and efficiently, punching each one without any mercy, brutally knocking all the bodyguards to the ground.

In less than a minute, all the bodyguards Qin Manxiang had brought were howling on the ground.

Qin Manxiang was dumbfounded.

The next instant, she saw Shen Yanhe walking toward her with large steps, her gaze exceptionally terrifying.

Finally feeling a trace of fear in her heart, Qin Manxiang kept shrinking back into the sofa, her voice trembling with frailty, "Shen Yanhe! What do you think you’re doing..."

She hadn’t finished speaking.

Shen Yanhe swung her palm and fiercely slapped her across the face.

The force was so great that it sent Qin Manxiang sprawling onto the sofa, her cheek swelling visibly with speed, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Qin Manxiang’s ears buzzed, her mind went blank, and she lay on the sofa for quite a while, unable to react.

The young man who had been mostly silent saw this and silently shifted himself to the side, distancing himself from Qin Manxiang, fearing that he too might receive a heavy beating.

Shen Yanhe ignored him, her face cold as she grabbed Qin Manxiang’s hair, yanked her up from the sofa, and stared at her with icy eyes, "How many girls have you destroyed like this?"

Based on what Qin Manxiang had just said, this wasn’t the first time she had lured people to her place like this.

Before her, there had been many girls who were ruined by Qin Manxiang in the same way.

The difference was, she knew how to fight back.

The other girls did not.

Qin Manxiang trembled with rage; she had grown so big and this was the first time someone had slapped her—it had always been her slapping others!

What was Shen Yanhe!

How dare she hit her!

Enduring the pain of her scalp being pulled, Qin Manxiang glared at Shen Yanhe with venom, "Shen Yanhe, you’re finished!"

"I’ll have my dad ban you! I’ll make sure you’re utterly ruined in the entertainment industry!"

Shen Yanhe looked at her without much expression, "I’m so scared."

Qin Manxiang’s face showed smugness, "Scared, aren’t you? If you’re scared, let go—"!

She hadn’t finished her words when Shen Yanhe pressed her head down hard against the back of the sofa.

The back of the sofa felt soft when leaned on gently, but hard when slammed against with force.

Shen Yanhe didn’t hold back at all, banging Qin Manxiang’s head against it twice with a thud.

Qin Manxiang gasped for air, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out on the spot.

"Nuisance." Shen Yanhe let go of Qin Manxiang’s hand, disgustedly took a wet wipe from the coffee table to clean her hands, and slowly cast her gaze over the young man on the sofa.

The young man shuddered, looking at Shen Yanhe with a hint of fear; without waiting for her to ask, he started speaking proactively: "I... I don’t know anything. I had just started out when my manager sent me to her bed."

"I only know she has a basement, with all sorts of toys in it, where she plays..." The young man’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, and he squeezed out two words with difficulty: "Playing with me... she would record videos..."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Shen Yanhe closed her eyes briefly, "Alright, you don’t have to say anymore."

She didn’t take pleasure in uncovering people’s wounds.

The young man immediately shut his mouth.

Shen Yanhe searched through the coffee table drawer and found a pair of disposable gloves from a takeout order.

She put on the gloves and approached Qin Manxiang, searching around her body until she found her phone.

Shen Yanhe used her fingerprint to unlock the phone and checked the photo album.

Most of the album was filled with her selfies, and one group was locked.

Shen Yanhe effortlessly broke the lock and opened the album group to see.

Inside were various explicit bed photos.