A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 369: Look for Jiang Yun Again

Chapter 369: Chapter 369: Look for Jiang Yun Again

Shen Yanhe didn’t refuse this time.

She nodded slightly, "I will contact Big Brother if something comes up."

Xiang Ling’an gave an ’mm’ and took her back to the private room.

Hua Tuo, having learned the full story from Fu Yanhe, looked at Shen Yanhe with eyes full of compassion, waved at her, and sighed, "Come here, have a seat."

Shen Yanhe felt slightly shuddered by his gaze, and a bit perplexedly looked towards Fu Yanhe, her eyes carrying a hint of inquiry.

What’s happening with Master?

Fu Yanhe shook his head slightly at her.

Shen Yanhe sat next to Hua Tuo, utterly confused.

Hua Tuo patted her shoulder and sighed, "I’ve heard about your recent situation from Little Fu. You, child, never tell your master when someone bullies you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yanhe silently didn’t dare to utter a word.

"Forget it, everything is in the past now. You and Little Fu go clear your minds, and I will take care of Ye Mei," Hua Tuo sighed.

Shen Yanhe’s eyes curved, and she hummed a response, "Thank you, Master."

Hua Tuo raised an eyebrow, "Not calling me ’old man’ anymore?"

Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows moved slightly, "If you like me calling you ’old man,’ I can start doing that now."

Hua Tuo: "..."

Lack of respect.

-

A few days later.

Ye Min had stabilized, and she didn’t continue to stay in Haicheng, choosing instead to return to the countryside. Hua Tuo accompanied her as well.

Xiang Ling’an didn’t go abroad temporarily, planning to leave when Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe were ready to go abroad together. He spent these days taking Feng Jiao around for fun, coaxing the little girl who was still throwing tantrums at him.

After sending the two elders back to the countryside, Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe went to look for Jiang Yun.

"This should be the place," Shen Yanhe stood in front of an somewhat dilapidated residential building, checked the address on her phone, and asked the man beside her.

Fu Yanhe gave a hum, took the lead, and held her hand as they walked inside, "After she sold the villa, she used most of the money to pay off debts and rented a room here with the small amount left."

Shen Yanhe followed him.

Jiang Yun’s rented room was on the third floor. The old-style residential building had no elevator, so they had to climb the stairs.

Arriving at the door of the room, Fu Yanhe raised his hand and knocked.

From inside came the sound of light footsteps, accompanied by coughing as someone approached the door, "Cough cough... Who is it?"

Fu Yanhe withdrew his hand expressionlessly and stepped back.

As he stepped back, the door opened.

Jiang Yun, whom they hadn’t seen for a long time, stood in the doorway.

She was wearing a gray linen dress and a pair of black pants. The once smooth and tight face now had numerous fine lines, and gray hairs showed at her temples, aging her considerably.

Seeing Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe at the door, her expression changed repeatedly, and she looked at them with a disgusted gaze, her voice cold, "What are you doing here? Are you here to see how miserable you’ve made me?"

In this world, Jiang Yun detested Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe the most, and even more, she hated the heartless and ruthless Fu Weizhi.

She thought she would never have anything to do with these two people again in her life.

I never expected them to actually come knocking on my door.

"Miss Jiang, you have misunderstood," Shen Yanhe looked at Jiang Yun, speaking in an indifferent tone, "We are here to ask you some questions regarding Fu Weizhi."

Jiang Yun showed a look of annoyance and turned to close the door: "I don’t know anything about that person, you’ve got the wrong person."

Fu Yanhe calmly extended his hand to stop the door she was about to close, his voice mild, "If Miss Jiang wants Fu Yu to be released from prison sooner, it would be best to tell us everything you know."

Jiang Yun’s face darkened, her hand trembling with anger as she gripped the door: "Are you threatening me?"

Her eldest son was dead.

Her second son had severed ties with the Fu Family.

Jiang Yun could now only rely on Fu Yu, who was in prison.

Naturally, she did not want anything to happen to Fu Yu.

Fu Yanhe’s expression was cold: "If that’s what you think."

Jiang Yun, with a face ashen, looked at him for a long time, finally stretched her face, let go of the door, and turned to walk inside: "Come in."

Shen Yanhe took hold of Fu Yanhe’s hand, gently squeezing his knuckles and led him inside.

The room had a layout of one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom. The living room was small, furnished with just a two-seater sofa and a coffee table in front, but it was very clean.

Upon entering the living room, Shen Yanhe immediately smelled the scent of Chinese herbal medicine coming from the kitchen.

She sniffed carefully and identified that the herbs were for treating lung disease, albeit with very weak effects.

It seemed that after the Fu’s corporation went bankrupt, Jiang Yun really had it tough.

"Sit." Jiang Yun, looking unwell, motioned to the sofa and poured them water in disposable cups before asking, "What do you want to know?"

"Let me make this clear beforehand," Jiang Yun pulled over a stool to sit down, coughed twice, and then said, "Although I was Fu Weizhi’s confidant, I don’t know much about him, and he wouldn’t tell me everything."

"The poison you gave me, who provided it to you?" Fu Yanhe didn’t touch the water Jiang Yun had poured for him, slightly looked up with an expression neither sad nor happy as he stared at her directly and asked.

At the mention of poison, Jiang Yun fell silent for a while before closing her eyes slightly and saying, "I don’t know, but that person is definitely related to Fu Weizhi."

"It was Fu Weizhi’s idea to have you poison me to control me. He was the one who connected me with the poison seller and repeatedly assured me that it wouldn’t harm your health. But the time you felt unwell after eating the egg custard, I called the poison seller."

Jiang Yun initially had no suspicions about Fu Weizhi, but when he answered her call and changed his voice for a moment, she recognized it. It was Fu Weizhi’s voice.

At that time, she trusted Fu Weizhi too much to have any doubts about him.

But now, as the Fu’s corporation went bankrupt, Fu Weizhi secretly transferred assets, showing no concern for the lives and deaths of people like her. On reconsidering Fu Weizhi’s previous guidance.

She wasn’t stupid, she could see that all this was orchestrated by Fu Weizhi himself and she was just a pawn in his game.

Jiang Yun looked at Shen Yanhe with a sneer, "That person also told me to find a way to get you pregnant so you’d become an ordinary housewife."

"I’m also very curious as to when you got on their bad side."

Fu Yanhe’s expression remained calm, but his gaze grew colder.

Shen Yanhe frowned slightly, "Do you remember the name of the person you were in contact with?"

"His name was John," Jiang Yun said in a flat voice, "He was a blond Caucasian."

A blond Caucasian?

Shen Yanhe couldn’t help but think of the blond young man sent by the immortal organization to find her previously.

It’s just that she didn’t have a photo of the blond young man to show Jiang Yun and confirm if it was the same man.

"One last question," Shen Yanhe’s gaze was fixed on Jiang Yun, "Has Fu Weizhi ever mentioned immortal to you?"