A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 449: A Bit Cute

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: A Bit Cute

Xiang Ling’an lay on the ground, staring at Fu Yanhe with an expressionless face, "No, what do you mean by this?"

Xiang Ling’an gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, "Even if I was slow in coming, you shouldn’t have hit me right away when you got angry, should you?"

Fu Yanhe glanced at him expressionlessly, ignored him, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the milk Gu Yingxi was holding.

He walked towards Gu Yingxi, while Xiang Ling’an watched him with furrowed brows, also noticing something different about Fu Yanhe.

He blocked Fu Yanhe’s path, "Mr. Fu, what’s the matter with you? Why aren’t you speaking?"

Fu Yanhe, expressionless, simply raised his fist and swung it directly towards his face.

Xiang Ling’an’s pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly dodged.

Fu Yanhe’s fist missed, but he ignored it and continued walking forward.

Gu Yingxi noticed his gaze on her hand, and understood immediately,

She passed the milk over, "Is it the milk? Here, take it."

Fu Yanhe took the milk and turned around, walking coldly into the tent.

Xiang Ling’an, still shaken, approached with a face full of suspicion, accompanied by Yi Fang and Wu Fang, "What’s with that Mr. Fu? Why does he seem so strange?"

"Could his brain have been damaged by that drug, making him dumb?"

Yi Fang quickly asked, "Miss Gu, what exactly is the situation with the chief?"

"His current condition can be described in one sentence as awake, but not fully awake," Gu Yingxi said, arms crossed, "The chief, right now, only recognizes your lady."

"These next few days, it would be best if all of you don’t provoke him. Wait until he fully recovers from the drug’s effects and his memory and recognition have completely returned before you approach him."

Xiang Ling’an felt a toothache, he touched his sore back, "Why didn’t you say that earlier?"

If it had been mentioned earlier, he wouldn’t have suffered like this.

Gu Yingxi glanced at him coolly, "Even if he hadn’t hit you, I would have hit you later."

Gu Yingxi scoffed and dropped a bombshell, "The little junior sister is pregnant. Did you know?"

This bombshell left Xiang Ling’an seeing stars.

He opened his mouth but before he could make a sound, Yi Fang raised his voice in astonishment, "Pregnant?!"

"Miss Gu, does the lady have a young master now? Is this true?" Yi Fang looked at Gu Yingxi excitedly, asking.

Gu Yingxi nodded, "It’s true, not even three months yet."

She looked at Xiang Ling’an, completely stunned, and said coldly, "If it wasn’t for the little junior sister’s ability to escape from the lab on her own, I can’t even imagine what she would have suffered."

"Whether the child can be saved is another matter altogether."

Xiang Ling’an fell silent, "My fault, I failed to protect her."

"Then why aren’t you hurrying to wipe out that damned organization for me!" Gu Yingxi couldn’t hold back and kicked him.

Xiang Ling’an stepped aside, dodging her incoming foot, and coughed twice, "I’m going to arrange that right away."

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Meanwhile, inside the tent.

Shen Yanhe had just finished a piece of bread and was about to get up to look for Fu Yanhe when she saw him walk in.

Shen Yanhe chewed slowly, asking him, "Where, where were you?"

Fu Yanhe’s originally cold expression softened slightly upon seeing her, and without a word, he handed over the milk he was holding.

Shen Yanhe hesitated for a moment, quickly took the milk from his hands, opened it, and drank a sip, swallowing the bread in her mouth with difficulty.

She caught her breath, pulled Fu Yanhe to sit down by the bed, then stood up to grab a piece of bread to stuff into his hand, "You eat some too."

Liu Fang had said that in the past few days while he was looking for her, he hadn’t eaten much, had been injured, and had been unconscious for a day and a night, surely he was hungry.

Fu Yanhe looked somewhat adorably puzzled at the bread in his hand, pondered for a few seconds, then opened his mouth to take a bite.

Shen Yanhe quickly reached out to stop him, "Hey, the package hasn’t even been opened yet, don’t bite it first."

Her reach was a bit slow, and Fu Yanhe bit down on her finger instead.

The warm lips and tongue touching her fingers triggered a tingling sensation that made Shen Yanhe’s scalp tingle.

Fu Yanhe was stunned too, staring blankly without releasing his mouth, but his ears gradually turned red under Shen Yanhe’s gaze.

Shen Yanhe: "..."

That was, somewhat cute.

Shen Yanhe pretended to be calm, withdrew her hand with slightly curled fingertips, took the bread from him, opened the package, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Eat after you’ve removed the packaging."

Fu Yanhe stared at her, but kept biting into the bread, taking several bites.

Along the way, he even learned how to unpack the bread and feed her.

After much fuss, the two were finally full.

After filling up, Shen Yanhe began to feel uncontrollably sleepy and started yawning while sitting on the bed.

Fu Yanhe watched her for a while, stepped forward, slid his hands under her armpits, and picked her up like a child.

Shen Yanhe was startled awake somewhat, and gently struggled, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanhe didn’t answer, sat back on the bed himself, placed Shen Yanhe on his lap, opened his arms to embrace her, his movements somewhat awkward as he gently patted her back.

Shen Yanhe leaned in his embrace filled with a medicinal scent, feeling the gentle patting on her back, and her facial expression blanked momentarily.

Somehow, she hadn’t felt bad when she was kidnapped.

She hadn’t felt bad when she learned that Fu Yanhe’s life was hanging by a thread.

She hadn’t felt bad when she rescued Fu Yanhe and found him still affected by the drugs.

But now, held in his warm embrace being awkwardly yet gently patted on the back, Shen Yanhe couldn’t help feeling upset.

It was as if the fear, dread, and sorrow that had always been suppressed in her heart were all released in this moment.

Shen Yanhe’s eyes heated up, she buried her head in Fu Yanhe’s shoulder, and her hand gripping his clothes unconsciously tightened.

She couldn’t hold back her tears.

Feeling the moisture on his shoulder, Fu Yanhe hugged Shen Yanhe a bit tighter, a conflicted expression flashing through his dark, ink-like eyes.

Foggy pupils turned a bit brighter.

After an unknown period, Shen Yanhe lay securely in Fu Yanhe’s embrace and fell asleep, still clutching the hem of his clothes with some unease.

Fu Yanhe didn’t feel tired, and simply held her like that and closed his eyes to rest.

Just then, the tent curtain was lifted from the outside.

Fu Yanhe abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze sharply peering over.

Standing at the entrance of the tent was the young woman Shen Yanhe had rescued.

The young woman didn’t come in, just stood at the entrance and locked eyes with Fu Yanhe.

The atmosphere inside the tent became somewhat tense.

Shen Yanhe, nestled in Fu Yanhe’s arms, seemed to sense something, her body shifted slightly as if she was about to wake up.

Fu Yanhe’s brows slightly furrowed, his warm hand gently patting her back.

The tense atmosphere dissipated with his movements.

Only then did the young woman dare to walk in, stopping about a meter from the bed, and she extended her hand toward him.

She pointed to Shen Yanhe, her expression emotionless, and said, "She, for you, found, Lu Jing."