A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 36: Have You Been Lying to Me All Along?

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Have You Been Lying to Me All Along?

Seeing Qi Yunqian’s face turn dark in an instant, Song Shiwei’s smile grew even more radiant, "They don’t have any cinnabar moles or white moonlight by their side, nor do they have any mistresses or sides."

"Marrying them, I’d be happier than marrying you, Qi Yunqian."

"You’re overthinking it," Qi Yunqian, feeling the softness beneath his hands, his dark eyes betrayed a hint of possessiveness and tyranny, yet hidden within was deep unease.

He looked at her with a cold expression, harshly and ruthlessly said, "You’re overthinking it. No man would marry a woman who has been in jail."

Song Shiwei’s smile faltered.

Qi Yunqian’s hand gripping her waist tightened, his eyebrows filled with menace, "Song Shiwei, you can’t marry anyone but me." She could only marry him in this lifetime, don’t even think about anyone else!

"If you don’t believe it, you can try."

Hearing Song Shiwei say those words, he felt exceedingly irritated, and he couldn’t control the anger in his heart.

Especially seeing the indifference and callousness in Song Shiwei’s eyes, which lacked the affection she had when they met the day before yesterday, he panicked.

A thought faintly began to form in his heart.

Before the thought could fully take shape, Qi Yunqian forcefully suppressed it.

Song Shiwei looked at Qi Yunqian with a smile, lifted her eyebrows, and suddenly leaned in close to him.

Qi Yunqian watched her with a composed demeanor. After Song Shiwei stared at him for a good while, she suddenly chuckled, her beautiful and attractive peach blossom eyes carrying a hint of mockery, "Qi Yunqian, you couldn’t possibly have fallen in love with me, could you?"

Qi Yunqian’s expression froze.

Seeing the expression on his face, Song Shiwei laughed even more joyfully, laughed so hard that tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, she looked at him, "Who was it that vowed they would never like me, never fall in love with me?"

"Qi Yunqian, how can you be so quick to slap your own face?"

It was too hilarious, too hilarious.

She chased after Qi Yunqian for close to ten years. When she offered him her most sincere heart, her most passionate emotions, he was unmoved.

Now, on the other hand, when she felt disillusioned and appeared down and out, barely clinging to him for survival, he was moved by such a terrible version of her.

It was truly, too hilarious.

Qi Yunqian’s deep eyes watched the woman laughing heartily before him, inwardly clenched his teeth, and couldn’t help but grab her chin and lowered his head to seal her lips with a kiss.

The soft and sweet taste made his eyes darken instantly, and he deepened the kiss uncontrollably.

The warmth on her lips made Song Shiwei’s eyes widen in shock: "Mmm!"

Before she could struggle, her hands were firmly captured by a pair of large hands, her breath arrogantly taken by him.

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm!"

After what seemed like a long time, when Song Shiwei was about to run out of breath, she was finally released by the man, awkwardly half-leaning in his embrace, her chin resting on his shoulder, she gasped for breath.

"Beast." Song Shiwei trembled slightly with anger, grinding her teeth, "Didn’t you sign a prenuptial agreement, agreeing not to touch me?"

The man’s broad and warm hand stroked her back, gently helping her catch her breath, his deep voice tinged with huskiness and desire whispered in her ear, "Shiwei, you still haven’t realized your place."

"In this marriage, I am in control."

"As long as I don’t call it off, you can only stay by my side, as Mrs. Qi."

His voice was incredibly gentle, but in that hidden spot that Song Shiwei couldn’t see, it harbored ultimate danger, "Don’t provoke me, Shiwei, stay by my side obediently."

"You know, even if the Song family goes bankrupt in Haicheng, they still have assets abroad."

He gently touched Song Shiwei’s hair, and pressed her head down onto his shoulder, making their already close bodies press even tighter, "If you leave me, I can’t guarantee what I might do to them."

Song Shiwei felt his hand on her hair like a slimy venomous snake, making her hairs stand on end.

Especially feeling the movement beneath her, she didn’t dare to move recklessly, but could only bite her teeth in resentment, "Is this amusing to you, Qi Yunqian?"

"The one who said they didn’t love me was you, the one who told me not to harbor any foolish affection for you was also you, and now the one who keeps me confined by their side is still you."

Qi Yunqian’s eyes half-closed as he remembered the longing that surged in his heart when he first saw her, and the restraint he exerted on his desire to touch her, tightening his grip around her waist even more.

Yes, these were all his words.

But he regretted them.

He didn’t know when he had started to develop feelings for Song Shiwei, but when he had just heard her say that she wanted to leave his side and was reluctant to marry him, his heart filled with rage, and even more so with panic.

The panic of losing her.

He had a premonition that once he let go of her now, he would never be able to hold her in his arms again in the future.

"Didn’t you say you loved me?" Qi Yunqian’s large hand was like iron, firmly confining Song Shiwei’s delicate body, his thin lips lightly grazing her ear, causing her body to shiver repeatedly.

"You said you loved me, so why are you now unwilling to marry me?"

He looked down, staring intently at the woman in his arms. His black eyes swirled with tempests, yet he still asked her restrainedly, "Have you been deceiving me all along?"

Song Shiwei knew she couldn’t break free, so she simply relaxed her whole body and lay in his arms, her chin resting on his shoulder, where he couldn’t see her eyes were cold and without an answer to Qi Yunqian’s question.

Her silence left Qi Yunqian feeling uneasy and anxious, as if there was a bomb about to explode in his heart, making him particularly restless, his hand around her waist tightening even more.

The air pressure in the car dropped with him, and the atmosphere seemed to have stagnated, extremely oppressive.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Shiwei slowly straightened up from his arms, her gaze deep as she looked at him, her red lips parted slightly, as though she was about to say something.

But the moment she was about to speak, a warm large hand covered her mouth.

"It’s okay, I won’t force you." Qi Yunqian’s throat moved roughly as his large hand covered her lips, yet he dared not look at her, and dared not listen to what she had not yet finished saying.

He had a premonition.

A premonition that what she was about to say was definitely not what he wanted to hear.

"I have some business at my company, I’ll have the driver take you back soon, and as for the wedding dress, let’s go custom make it together in a couple of days," Qi Yunqian said as he placed her on the car seat to one side and then told the driver to stop the car.

As soon as the car stopped along the roadside, Qi Yunqian hurriedly opened the car door and stepped out, his retreat having a hint of a desperate escape.

Song Shiwei looked at his retreating figure with a complex expression. Her previously calmed heart became chaotic again because of his continuous reactions.

She felt even more annoyed in her heart.

He was the one who first rejected her, so what was he trying to say with these reactions now?

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and took out the phone that she hadn’t used yet. Upon seeing a message from Shen Yanhe asking where she was, she directly asked for the address.

Then she said to the driver, "To the Sandbag Gym."

The driver: "Yes, madam."

-

Having switched to a different car, Qi Yunqian leaned back in his seat, his stern brows and eyes revealing a trace of fatigue.

A Si spoke up, "BOSS, are we heading to the company?"

"No," Qi Yunqian took out his phone and sent a message to Fu Yanhe, "Don’t go to the company for now, go to Hao Sheng Bar."

A Si: "Yes."

-

Meanwhile, at the Sandbag Gym.

Shen Yanhe was holding a flyer in one hand and had just pocketed her phone with the other when she walked towards the reception desk.

Her slender fingers curled slightly as she knocked on the counter, "Excuse me, is this the place hiring sparring partners?"