A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 408: When Will You Let Me Leave?

Chapter 408: Chapter 408: When Will You Let Me Leave?

[G]: "What do you want their contact information for? Are you thinking of taking their job?"

Shen Yanhe’s expression remained indifferent.

[HM]: "Never mind, just send me the contact information."

The young man thought about it and then threw Shen Yanhe an account on TNC.

[G]: "This is the account they used to contact me on TNC. See if you can get in touch with them."

[HM]: "Thanks."

Shen Yanhe exited the chat and searched on TNC.

Sure enough, he found an account nicknamed [Father of the Sun].

The account was still using the website’s default avatar, and going into the activity, the latest post was a task to hack the Luo Net system.

The reward was a billion.

No wonder it was able to tempt G, that poor devil.

Shen Yanhe thought for a moment, copied the link to the task he had posted about hacking the Luo Net system, and sent it over.

[HM]: "Accepting the task."

After sending the message, there was no reply from the other side for a long time.

Shen Yanhe waited a while but didn’t hear from them. Instead, he received a call from Song Shiwei.

Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Little He Miao, is it true what you said? Did you really find my brother? Where is he now?" Song Shiwei’s voice came through, excited yet apprehensive.

Her phone had been taken away by Qi Yunqian the day before.

Song Shiwei took the opportunity of Qi Yunqian being out today to steal her phone from his safe.

That’s when she saw the message Shen Yanhe had sent her.

Eager, she called to make sure the news was real.

Shen Yanhe held the phone, glanced at Fu Yanhe who was still in the video, stood up, and walked out of the study.

She turned to close the door: "It’s true, I’ve found Song Yuche. He’s safe now."

"That’s good, that’s good," Song Shiwei’s heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled down with a sigh of relief as she murmured softly.

Song Shiwei gripped her phone, a surge of timidity rising in her heart. Biting her lip and with a somewhat dry throat, she asked, "Little He Miao, has he... asked about me?"

As a child, Song Yuche was always the most doting on her.

He would give her any good food or fun things he had first.

If she was bullied at school, he was the one who would stand up for her.

The biggest conflict between her and Song Yuche was over Qi Yunqian.

Song Shiwei still remembered how resistant and opposed he was when she first told Song Yuche she liked Qi Yunqian.

Song Yuche had also warned her that Qi Yunqian wasn’t right for her and urged her not to put all her hopes on one person.

But at the time, Song Shiwei was in love with Qi Yunqian and wouldn’t accept anyone speaking ill of him, not even her brother, leading to many arguments with Song Yuche.

She had even told him, "I hate you the most," and other such things.

From that time on, Song Yuche became somewhat colder towards her, and she knew she had said something wrong and felt guilty.

But how could she, back then, lower her pride to apologize to someone who bad-mouthed the person she liked?

Stubbornly, she believed that the person she loved was the best.

Eventually, she learned the hard way that Song Yuche was right.

The apology she owed him, she had still not spoken.

Now, upon hearing news of Song Yuche, Song Shiwei felt an even stronger sense of trepidation as she neared her hometown.

She wanted to get closer but feared that Song Yuche hated her so deeply because of the misfortune she caused that he no longer wanted to recognize her as his sister.

Shen Yanhe leaned against the wall, fell silent, and considered how to tell Song Shiwei about Song Yuche’s amnesia.

Her silence made Song Shiwei misunderstand, thinking that Song Yuche blamed her, hated her, and was unwilling to recognize her.

Song Shiwei, feeling somewhat desperate, closed her tearful eyes, offered a bitter smile, and hoarsely said, "Little He Miao, I understand now."

Looking down, Song Shiwei said, "Little He Miao, I still have a few million in savings. I’ll transfer it all to you shortly, use it for him. If he needs anything else, let me know."

"There’s no need to tell him about my recent state in the country. If one day he asks about me, just say that I am doing very well..."

Shen Yanhe realized something was wrong with Song Shiwei, and interrupted her, "You misunderstood."

"It’s not that Song Yuche hasn’t asked about you, it’s just that he currently can’t remember who you are."

Song Shiwei’s beautiful eyes widened in shock and she asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Yanhe sighed softly and briefly explained Song Yuche’s shipwreck and resulting amnesia to Song Shiwei, "I’ve already started treating him."

"But the old congestion in his brain lingered for too long, and even though it has dispersed, it’s hard to say whether his memory will recover."

The human brain is the most sophisticated organ.

Even with Shen Yanhe’s excellent medical skills, after dispersing the congestion in Song Yuche’s brain, she couldn’t guarantee that he would recall all his memories.

After all, his nerves had been pressed by the congestion for too long.

Song Shiwei turned pale, "A shipwreck... How did that happen?"

"Unclear, it’s been too long; we have to wait for him to recover his memory to find out what exactly happened back then."

and Luowang are indeed very capable in gathering current intelligence.

But they mainly focus on current affairs or some internationally well-known personalities and celebrities.

For someone like Song Yuche who is not very famous, they generally don’t pay much attention, and investigating what happened to him back then is quite difficult and requires a lot of manpower and resources.

To put it bluntly, it’s not cost-effective.

It might be better to wait until Song Yuche’s memory recovers.

Song Shiwei’s face was composed, but her eyes betrayed an urgent unease, "Where is my brother now? I will find a chance to fly over in the next few days."

"M-country," Shen Yanhe replied with a somewhat peculiar expression, "You don’t have to worry too much; he’s actually... doing quite well now."

Song Shiwei gave a wry smile.

She couldn’t help but worry.

That was her brother.

He was her only family in this world.

Even if he does not recognize her after recovering his memory, she has to see with her own eyes that he is safe and sound.

Just then, heavy footsteps came from outside the door.

Song Shiwei looked emotionlessly at the door and said, "Yanyan, I have to hang up now. I’ll message you when I get to M-country."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shiwei was the first to end the call.

Shen Yanhe listened to the busy tone on the phone, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

For some reason, she felt that Song Shiwei was somewhat strange this time.

She pondered for a few seconds, pulled out a secondary WeChat account, and sent a message to Hang Mushan, who was still in the country.

Meanwhile, back in the country.

The moment Song Shiwei hung up the phone, the tightly closed door of the study was pushed open.

Qi Yunqian’s tall figure appeared at the door. He looked at Song Shiwei, who was standing in the study, with no surprise. His black eyes roiled with emotion, his handsome face expressionless.

"Just one day," Qi Yunqian stared intensely at Song Shiwei, and asked slowly, "Are you that eager to contact Shifei and explain things to him?"

Song Shiwei’s face was pale, her expression indifferent as she looked at him, not bothering to explain herself, but instead asked coldly, "When will you let me leave?"