A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 375 Our Young Master Invites You for Coffee

Chapter 375: Chapter 375 Our Young Master Invites You for Coffee

After finishing the meal, Ba Fang went to prepare the car.

Just as Fu Yanhe had changed his clothes and was about to go out with Shen Yanhe, he took a phone call.

Listening to the report from the person on the other end, Fu Yanhe’s brow slightly furrowed, "I understand."

He hung up the phone and looked at Shen Yanhe with some apologetic eyes, "Yanyan, there’s an issue at the company, and I need to stay to handle it. I can’t go out with you today."

"I’ll have Qiao Wei and Wu Fang follow you. You can use the money in the card however you like, as long as you have fun," Fu Yanhe said while straightening Shen Yanhe’s collar.

"Okay," Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, looking up at him with a smile, "I’m not a child; I don’t need to be watched over every second of every day."

Fu Yanhe was much busier than Shen Yanhe.

Apart from Luo Wang, there were also documents from the FY Group that he needed to review and sign.

When she was in Daxia, sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night and still see Fu Yanhe propped up in bed, working on documents with his laptop.

As the person in control of two major forces, his responsibilities were heavy, but he never showed it in front of her.

Fu Yanhe leaned down and gently kissed her, "In my eyes, you’ll always be the child that I need to pamper."

Shen Yanhe blinked and on her tiptoes, she took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

As their breathing slowly became heavier, Fu Yanhe gripped her slender waist with some difficulty, and only then did Shen Yanhe release him, resting her forehead against his, her eyes curving, "All charged up now, go take care of your work, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanhe was momentarily stunned, a fine laughter twinkling in his dark pupils, "As you command, my lady."

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After parting from Fu Yanhe, Shen Yanhe and Qiao Wei took the car and left the estate, heading towards the city center.

Qiao Wei was quietly explaining to Shen Yanhe where the best food, fun places, and beautiful scenery were nearby.

Shen Yanhe listened absent-mindedly, her profile turned towards the window, watching the sunlight shining on the glimmering surface of the lake, slightly lost in thought.

If Xiao Huai were still alive, being able to travel abroad with her, he would have been very happy, wouldn’t he?

Guided by Qiao Wei, Shen Yanhe strolled around, played, and fed pigeons in the square.

Shen Yanhe had an outstanding appearance, embodying the classic beauty of Eastern women, and as she was surrounded by the white pigeons, many people turned their gaze towards her.

Not far away, having finally gotten a chance to get some fresh air and purchase special materials, the blond man turned his head and saw a girl sitting on a bench, extending her hand to feed the pigeons.

The blond man’s eyebrows rose slightly.

That Eastern girl, wasn’t she the one the BOSS mentioned before, Dr. P’s daughter? I think her name was Shen Yanhe.

She survived the shipwreck? And is now alive and has come to M country?

Interesting.

The blond man’s eyes shifted slightly, and he was just about to step forward when someone pulled open the door of the coffee shop behind him, and his companion walked out looking frustrated, "Damn it, the Crowley family sure is greedy. For just that little bit of material, they want ten billion from us!"

The blond man abruptly stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening, "Ten billion? Why don’t they just rob us?"

His companion took out a cigarette, placed it in his mouth, lit it, and with a frown and an irritated face said, "That’s exactly what they’re doing!"

The material they were purchasing was a rare medicinal herb.

The herb was extremely difficult to cultivate, and the whole of M country had only managed to grow ten plants, all of which were in the hands of M country nobles.

The Crowley family had two of them.

Compared to those aloof and unreachable nobles in M country, families like the Crowley family, who were more active and ventured into almost any trade, were easier to approach.

Additionally, the BOSS had become acquainted with the Crowley family in his early years, which is why they had come to inquire about purchasing medicinal materials from him.

Who could have expected that after the old head of the Crowley family died, the new head would be so greedy, actually wanting ten billion!

His companion took a harsh drag on his cigarette and said through rings of smoke, "Their reasoning is that Dr. YM took one from their family years ago, and now that there’s only one left, the price will naturally be higher."

"Even so, it’s not worth ten billion!" The blonde man frowned and, no longer caring about approaching Shen Yanhe, hurriedly discussed with his companion what to do next.

If they couldn’t exchange for the medicinal materials, the BOSS would punish them.

"I’ll contact the BOSS first to ask for his wishes," his companion said with deep frustration, turning to head toward the car with the blonde man following closely behind.

Shen Yanhe, who was feeding pigeons, sensed something and turned to look at a black SUV parked not far away on the street.

The window of the SUV slowly moved up, revealing a somewhat familiar profile that flashed by the window.

Qiao Wei looked around vigilantly, "Madam, what’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing," Shen Yanhe narrowed her eyes slightly, pondering in her gaze.

That profile...

If she wasn’t mistaken, it was the blonde man who had come to the Daxia with Shen Zhong last time, right?

Shen Yanhe felt a stir in her heart and, about to get up to take a closer look, she found two tall figures blocking her path.

Qiao Wei quickly stepped forward to protect Shen Yanhe behind him, his eyes darkening with a warning look at them, "What do you two want?"

The two towering men ignored Qiao Wei and instead looked at Shen Yanhe, saying in M country’s language, "Miss, our young master would like to invite you for a cup of coffee."

One of them even pointed to a high-end café by the street.

Shen Yanhe followed the man’s direction.

She saw a young man in a gray suit, with brown short hair, a handsome face, and deep-set eyes, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows close to the street of the café.

He was a man from M country.

When he saw Shen Yanhe looking over, he even flashed a smile that he thought rather elegant and handsome, shaking the coffee in his hand at her.

Qiao Wei’s eyebrows furrowed, a hint of disgust on his face as he said, "Madam, that’s the young master of the Crowley family. He is promiscuous, likes to toy with women, and is a downright scoundrel."

Who would have thought they would encounter him today.

Such bad luck!

Shen Yanhe indifferently withdrew her gaze and, looking coldly at the towering men in front of her, said, "Sorry, I don’t have the time."

As the words fell, Shen Yanhe stepped around them and moved forward.

The towering man’s brows furrowed, and he reached out to stop her, but before his hand could touch Shen Yanhe, Qiao Wei quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently backward.

"My lady said she doesn’t have the time, don’t you understand?"

The towering man grimaced in pain; his companion cursed and stretched out his foot, trying to kick Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei quickly released the towering man’s hand and deftly retreated back to Shen Yanhe’s side.

The towering man moved his wrist, his face a bit sullen, and said forcefully to Shen Yanhe, "Whether you have time or not, Miss, you must go and have coffee with our young master."

"Otherwise, don’t blame us for being impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, several large M countrymen, just as tall as they were, suddenly appeared around them, their waists bulging, all carrying batons.