A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 39 Young Master, the Young Mistress Has Encountered Trouble

Chapter 39: Chapter 39 Young Master, the Young Mistress Has Encountered Trouble

Before Shen Yanhe could reply, Wu Fang’s message from the next day popped up.

[The young master only listens to you, please come and persuade him.]

Shen Yanhe’s attractive eyebrows furrowed slightly as she put her phone in her pocket and turned to Song Shiwei, "It seems I’ll be late for drinks with you, I need to pick someone up from the bar right now."

Song Shiwei and Ji Qian looked at her curiously and asked in unison, "Pick up who?"

"Picking up a disobedient patient," Shen Yanhe narrowed her eyes and slowly wiped the sweat from her forehead before heading towards the door.

"Hey! Wait for me, it’s perfect to go to the bar together, you can come back and find me after you drop the person off," Seeing her about to leave, Song Shiwei hurried to catch up, with Shifei silently following behind her.

Ji Qian also jumped down from the boxing ring and quickly followed, "It’s not safe for you two girls to go to the bar alone, I’ll go with you."

Song Shiwei raised an eyebrow at Ji Qian who had caught up, and Ji Qian flashed a grin.

Shen Yanhe looked at the three of them with a headache. Seeing their unanimously stubborn expressions, she reluctantly nodded, "Fine, we’ll split up when we get to the bar."

The group set off from the boxing gym with great momentum, heading towards the bar.

Inside Ji Haosheng’s bar.

Wu Fang, who had secretly tattled, nonchalantly put his phone back into his pocket and continued to stand dutifully outside the semi-open private room on the second floor, guarding the door for the two bosses inside.

The room was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, with several bottles scattered on the floor.

On the soft leather sofa, Qi Yunqian held a bottle and drank silently, his face still stern and showing no signs of drunkenness.

Across from him sat Fu Yanhe and a young man in a floral shirt and black jeans.

The young man’s floral shirt had two buttons undone, revealing his exquisite collarbone and a large patch of healthy, wheat-colored skin. He had shoulder-length red hair, wore a black earring on his left ear, and had handsome, sharp features with deep-set eyes that bore some Western traits.

Ji Haosheng, with his legs crossed, watched Fu Yanhe, who was silent with a fierce look in his eyes, and Qi Yunqian, who was furiously drinking as if trying to drink himself to death.

A look of helplessness crossed his face, and he tapped on the table, "Yunqian, stop drinking, you’re gonna clean out my bar’s stock of alcohol."

"At this rate, you’ll need to go to the hospital to have your stomach pumped tomorrow."

Qi Yunqian took another gulp and adjusted his perfectly tied tie, undoing two buttons of his tightly buttoned shirt. He looked up coldly, "I’ll pay for it."

"That’s not what I mean." Ji Haosheng scratched his head, looking at him and asked, "Hey, what’s going on with you two today? It’s been ages since you both came to my bar, and today both of you show up together."

"And why are you binge drinking? If you’ve run into trouble, just talk to your brothers; both Fu Yanhe and I are capable of helping you."

Ji Haosheng is the eldest son of the Ji Family and the older brother of Ji Qian.

Logically speaking, the Ji Family isn’t considered a top-tier wealthy family in Haicheng, but since his childhood, he had caught the eyes of Fu Yanhe and Qi Yunqian. The three grew up together, as close as brothers.

However, unlike him who loved to linger in the flowers and drown his sorrows in bars, Qi Yunqian and Fu Yanhe hadn’t been to a bar in centuries, let alone get drunk there.

The phrase "get drunk" used to be unimaginable for Fu Yanhe and Qi Yunqian.

But now...

With a helpless glance at his friend who continued to drink solemnly, Ji Haosheng turned to Fu Yanhe, "Ah He, do you know what’s going on with him?"

"I don’t know," Fu Yanhe’s pale hands were clasped over his knees, his face extremely indifferent, "There’s no need to bother with him, just let him vent."

Ji Haosheng’s mouth twitched: "..."

Just let him vent?

With his frenzied drinking, he’d end up in the hospital before he’s done venting.

Qi Yunqian slammed the empty wine bottle down on the table, leaned back into the soft sofa, and looked at Fu Yanhe and Ji Haosheng with a bit of bewilderment in his eyes. After a few seconds, his slightly hoarse voice, tinged with a touch of decadence, asked, "What do you think, how can one win back someone who... used to love you but doesn’t anymore?"

"Hmph! I thought you were going to talk about work, but it turns out to be a love problem...?!"

Wait, a love problem?

Ji Haosheng suddenly widened his eyes, a flash of insight crossing his mind, and he quickly lowered his crossed legs, looking at him uncertainly, "The person you’re talking about, it couldn’t be... the Song family’s girl, could it? She... got out of prison?"

If we talk about someone who once loved Qi Yunqian, it was surely Song Shiwei from the Song family!

He knew very well how tightly Song Shiwei chased Qi Yunqian back then, and he also knew that the girl had been convicted and imprisoned, although he didn’t know the exact details of the crime.

He also knew that Song Shiwei really liked Qi Yunqian, so much so that during the three years they were in high school, she would cook meals for him every day, meticulously prepare birthday gifts for him whenever his friends had birthdays, and wherever there was a gathering of his friends, she was there, like a clingy shadow to Qi Yunqian.

At the time, he had thought his friend had feelings for Song Shiwei and even advised him to accept her if he liked her, or not to lead her on if he didn’t.

When the young lady from the Song family was imprisoned, he felt sorry for a long time, thinking that she and his friend had had their chance and lost it.

Unexpectedly, she had been released from prison and had gotten entangled with his friend again.

However, now it seemed that the girl from the Song family had pulled back, yet it was his friend who had fallen deep.

Qi Yunqian nodded silently.

"Isn’t this just karma, circling back to you this year?" Ji Haosheng clapped his hands sharply, then spread them and said, "What did I tell you before? If you liked the girl, treat her better, but you were not only cold to her but also mean."

"Regretting it now, huh?"

Qi Yunqian’s mouth was bitter, full of regret.

He asked blankly, "What should I do now to make her fall in love with me again?"

This was his first encounter with such a situation, completely clueless about what to do or how to proceed.

Ji Haosheng had wanted to say that winning back someone whose feelings had cooled was an extremely difficult task.

But seeing his distraught look, he sighed and asked, "First tell me, how do you know she doesn’t love you anymore? Did she tell you herself? What happened between you? Is there a misunderstanding?"

To say that the Song family girl didn’t love Qi Yunqian, he wouldn’t believe it.

After all, he, as an outsider, had seen how deeply she felt for Qi Yunqian back then.

"If there’s a misunderstanding, that’s easy, just explain it to her clearly, right?" Ji Haosheng slowly taught his love-novice friend, "Mouths are for talking, the most important thing between lovers is communication, misunderstandings should be cleared up through talking."

"Winning her love back is also simple, treat her well, really well, give her luxurious handbags, jewelry, gems, you know, girls love all that stuff."

Qi Yunqian listened intently, taking these matters to heart.

He planned to visit Song Shiwei later that evening to have a good talk with her.

While Ji Haosheng was diligently instructing Qi Yunqian on how to please and pursue Song Shiwei.

Sitting on the side, having not spoken much, Fu Yanhe absentmindedly fiddled with a glass in his pale fingertips, eyes slightly narrowed.

He, Fu Yanhe, was different from Qi Yunqian.

In his life, he would never go out of his way to please a woman.

Just then, the deafening DJ music downstairs suddenly stopped, followed by bursts of noisy sounds.

Subsequently, Wu Fang knocked on the private room door, came in from outside looking somewhat hesitant, and said, "Young master, the young mistress has come to the bar, and it seems she’s run into some trouble."