A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 463: The Grand Wedding (Conclusion 2)

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: The Grand Wedding (Conclusion 2)

"This is easy, leave it to me." Gu Yingxi stepped forward and took the shoe from the girl with short hair.

She immediately let her hair down, placed the shoe behind her head, and then wrapped her hair around the shoe.

Her hair was long and thick; in less than half a minute, a bun with the shoe hidden inside was neatly tied at the back of her head.

As long as she didn’t purposely show it, it looked completely natural from the front.

The people in the room were stunned.

After securing it, Gu Yingxi also shook her hair and raised an eyebrow, "There, isn’t it well-hidden?"

The girl with short hair hesitated briefly, finally raising her thumb, "Smart, Miss Gu, as expected."

Hiding the shoe in her hair.

Who could have thought of that?

Just as the shoe was secured, Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi hurried in and quickly closed the door behind them, "They’re coming up the stairs!"

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

"Dear beautiful, elegant, and adorable ladies, please open the door. There are red envelopes waiting for you!"

"Entering isn’t that simple," Feng Jiao and Song Shiwei guarded the door.

They exchanged glances and Feng Jiao spoke first, "Answer me one question first!"

"Xiaohua secretly reads a book. His mother, instead of getting angry after seeing him, is startled and asks why?"

On hearing this, Gu Yingxi’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

Clever, resorting to riddles.

Tough move!

Outside the door, Yi Fang and Ba Fang looked at each other in confusion.

Ba Fang scratched his head and asked, "What kind of question is this? Have you heard of it before?"

"I haven’t heard of it," Yi Fang shook his head.

He usually read more about topographical maps, the conditions for mining various minerals, or else it was about revenue reports and financial-related stuff.

He hadn’t seen such bizarre questions up till now.

Wu Fang wondered, "Could it be a new question from the philosophy department?"

"I know this!" Liu Fang approached, grinning broadly, and raised his voice, "Because the book was a ghost story! Is this answer right?"

Everyone: "..."

Liu Fang put his arm around Yi Fang’s arm and laughed, "It’s just a simple brain teaser, you guys usually don’t like reading these kinds of books outside of class, so you’re not familiar with them."

Yi Fang gave a thumbs up, "Okay, you win."

Inside, Feng Jiao heard this and quickly said, "No, no! That doesn’t count! You can’t help the groom answer. He needs to answer himself!"

Liu Fang scratched his head and turned, looking slightly troubled at Fu Yanhe, dressed in a haute couture suit, "Boss, your turn?"

Fu Yanhe’s brows slightly twitched as he stepped forward nonchalantly, "Proceed with the questions."

Feng Jiao chuckled mischievously, rubbing her hands together before throwing out several more peculiar brain teasers.

She had thought Fu Yanhe, not fond of reading these extracurricular books, would not be able to respond, but his reactions were incredibly fast, delivering answers within three seconds of each question.

Feng Jiao was defeated step by step, unable to resist asking, "Did you guys search up the answers for him?"

The defenseless Yi Fang and others cried out in grievance, "Miss Feng, you’ve wronged us. We haven’t even touched our phones, how could we search anything?"

Song Shiwei tugged at Feng Jiao, "Let me do it."

Standing behind the door, Song Shiwei raised her voice, "Fu Yanhe, I ask you, what is Yanhe’s favorite food? What does she love most? What does she dislike the most?"

Fu Yanhe’s lips curled into a faint smile, effortlessly responding, "She likes to eat meat, her favorites are white cut chicken and braised pork feet. She dislikes vegetables the most, her favorite, firstly, is money, followed by me."

"What she dislikes the most is someone taking her money."

Fu Yanhe also listed a bunch of Shen Yanhe’s favorite dishes, none of which she disliked.

From Shen Yanhe’s reaction, Song Shiwei knew he had answered correctly.

She exchanged glances with Feng Jiao who carefully opened a crack in the door, reaching out, "Correct! Now, the red envelope! And if it’s too little, we won’t open the door!"

Yi Fang brought out a stack of red envelopes prepared earlier and handed them over, "Here! And if it’s not enough, we have more!"

The red envelopes were given so generously that the two couldn’t hold onto them and they clattered to the ground.

Song Shiwei and Feng Jiao kept an eye on Yi Fang as they were crashing through the door while scrambling to pick them all up, then abruptly slammed the door shut.

The people in the room gathered around, "Quick, see how much money they’ve prepared."

Song Shiwei opened one of the red envelopes, and a light piece of paper fell out, "Hm? Paper?"

She picked it up, puzzled, only to find that it was a check, written for a million, with a signature and official seal.

It could be used directly!

Feng Jiao’s eyes nearly popped out, she opened the other envelopes to check, and inside each was also a check for a million.

The two held nearly fifty million in checks and questioned their life choices.

Gu Yingxi gasped, "This Mr. Fu is pretty generous."

Just the door-crashing red envelopes amounted to fifty million.

Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi exchanged glances, stepped forward, opened the door, and blocked the entrance, "The door-crashing gift is given adequately, but now, the final challenge awaits."

Xie Jiangzhi gave Fu Yanhe a slight smile, rolling up his sleeves, "Defeat us, and you can take your junior sister away."

Yi Fang exclaimed, "Mr. Xiang, Mr. Xie, aren’t you making this too hard for him?"

Xie Jiangzhi’s smile remained unchanged, "Who let him marry my junior sister? If he wants to take her away from us brothers, he needs to show some skill."

"Mr. Fu, don’t you agree?"

Fu Yanhe’s eyebrows twitched slightly, leisurely rolling up his sleeves, "Absolutely."

"To avoid missing the auspicious time, big brother, third brother, the two of you go ahead."

The short-haired girl gasped, "Worthy of being the leader’s partner, that arrogance, just like our leader."

Realizing what she said, she hurriedly covered her mouth and turned towards Shen Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe didn’t look at her but fixed her gaze on Fu Yanhe.

The man standing at the door had a tall and imposing figure, clad in a bespoke black suit, exuding a distinguished and noble aura, the slow and methodical way he rolled up his sleeves carried a hint of ascetic temptation.

Fu Yanhe noticed Shen Yanhe’s gaze and quickly turned his eyes towards her.

Today, Shen Yanhe was dressed in a gorgeous red bridal gown. The waist of the gown was deliberately made wider to cleverly conceal her slightly bulging belly. The intricate embroidery on the skirt almost covered the entire bed. She sat in the center of the bed, smiling radiantly at him.

Their gazes collided, and it seemed as if sparks of ambiguity were ignited in the air.

"Be careful," Shen Yanhe said in her measured tone, "I still need to see that face of yours tonight, don’t get hurt, or you’ll be sleeping on the couch."

She wasn’t the least bit worried that Fu Yanhe would be at a disadvantage in the two-on-one fight.

After all, he too had been injected with a genetic enhancement serum, along with his innate physical fitness and combat power.

If he still couldn’t handle the big brother and third brother, he might as well kneel on durians.

Fu Yanhe smiled slightly, "As you command, madam."

Ignored, Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi looked at each other and without another word launched an attack directly at his face.

However, from the start to the finish of the battle, only one minute was needed.

One minute later.

Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi lay on the ground questioning their life choices.

"Come on, why didn’t you give your full effort?" Xiang Ling’an scrambled up to ask Xie Jiangzhi.

Xie Jiangzhi: ""

He quietly lifted his reddened fist, "I used full force, it’s just that he’s too tough, didn’t budge."

Xiang Ling’an: ""

Damn, embarrassing.

Fu Yanhe dusted off the dust that had settled on his clothes, and step by step, walked toward Shen Yanhe.

Yi Fang and the others followed inside and started looking for the shoes.

Feeling indebted, Gu Yingxi silently clenched the two-million check in her hand.

In full view of everyone, she let her hair down and pulled out the shoes from the back of her head, "...here."

Yi Fang and the others: ""

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