A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 465: The Grand Wedding (Final Conclusion)

Chapter 465: Chapter 465: The Grand Wedding (Final Conclusion)

Regret involuntarily arose in her heart as she couldn’t help but imagine scenarios in her mind.

If she had been the one to take care of Fu Yanhe when he was crippled and disfigured, would she be the bride in today’s lavish wedding?

Would she also be envied by women all over the world?

However, her fantasies were quickly shattered.

A man in a suit approached and took a seat across from Lin Yinyin, sizing her up from head to toe, "You are Miss Lin Yinyin, right? I’m the blind date your mother set up for you."

Lin Yinyin’s expression froze as she looked up at the blind date sitting across from her.

He was only 5’8", overweight, sweating, and looked greasy. His hair was untrimmed and messily sprawled, making him appear very sloppy.

Compared to Fu Yanhe in the live stream, he was worlds apart.

Lin Yinyin wanted to leave, but she couldn’t.

Her mother had given a strict order; she had to get married this year, no matter to whom.

Otherwise, she would be thrown out of the Lin Family.

Lin Yinyin swallowed the bitterness and jealousy in her throat, forcing a smile, "Yes, I am Lin Yinyin."

She reluctantly and sadly flipped her phone over on the table, ready to get to know the middle-aged man.

At the same time.

The wedding march began, and Shen Yanhe walked into the venue step by step, arm in arm with Shen Zhong.

Shen Zhong placed Shen Yanhe’s hand into Fu Yanhe’s, his voice somewhat choked with emotion, "Little Fu, I hand Yanyan over to you today."

"You have been through so much together, and as a father, I only hope that you respect, love, help, and support each other and create a future together with your own hands."

Shi Fang, serving as the master of ceremonies, also picked up the microphone, solemnly saying, "Wishing you a joyous and loving union for a long, blissful future! May love deepen year by year, and may each year bring new joys!"

"Now, please, the newlyweds exchange rings."

Shen Yanhe took out the ring from a prepared box and put it on Fu Yanhe’s finger.

Fu Yanhe’s eyelashes trembled as he suppressed his excitement, took her hand, and placed the ring on her finger.

He couldn’t help but kiss the back of Shen Yanhe’s hand.

Liu Fang couldn’t resist egging them on, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

Shen Yanhe’s cheeks turned pink, and Fu Yanhe’s thin lips broke into a smile. He lifted her chin and planted a kiss on her red lips.

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The ceremony concluded, and Fu Yanhe escorted Shen Yanhe to the main bedroom of the castle to rest.

She was pregnant, and there was no need for her involvement in the outside entertainments.

Xiang Ling’an also gave up on joking about the wedding night and kept plying Fu Yanhe with drinks, trying to get him drunk.

However, with Fu Yanhe’s good tolerance for alcohol, he drank from day to night, knocking everyone else down while he remained sober.

"Send all the guests to their rooms to rest," Fu Yanhe, cheeks slightly flushed and eyes bright, instructed Jiu Fang briefly.

Then he went upstairs, intending to go to the main bedroom.

Before heading back to the main bedroom, he worried that Shen Yanhe might feel nauseated by the smell of alcohol, so he took a shower in the adjacent study.

He also prepared a basin of water for washing feet and, with it in hand, opened the door.

Shen Yanhe had already changed out of her wedding gown into comfortable home clothes and was sitting by the bed reading.

The dim light made her look particularly attractive.

On hearing some noise, she slightly turned her head to look over with a joyful expression, "You’re back."

Fu Yanhe concealed the darkness in his eyes, hummed softly with a smile, and approached with the basin, gesturing to her, "Let’s soak your feet."

Early pregnancy is always hard, and Shen Yanhe’s feet were somewhat swollen; she needed a foot soak before she could sleep peacefully.

Ever since she became pregnant, Fu Yanhe had religiously prepared footbath water for her himself.

Shen Yanhe closed her book, moved to the edge of the bed, and dipped her pale, jade-like feet into the basin.

Fu Yanhe leisurely rolled up his sleeves, kneeled in front of her, and began to gently massage her feet.

Shen Yanhe stared at him, blinking, and asked hesitantly, "Tonight is our wedding night, do you... want to..."

She could not finish her sentence before her face turned red with shyness.

Even though she and Fu Yanhe were old spouses, she still felt shy when it came to that subject...

Fu Yanhe paused his actions, looked up slowly, his hand still holding her ankle, "Want what?"

Shen Yanhe’s face turned even redder. She pursed her lips and decided to grab Fu Yanhe’s collar, pulling him toward her.

Then she leaned in for a kiss.

The soft, warm red lips touched the cool, thin lips.

Fu Yanhe’s eyes slightly darkened as he straightened up a bit and deepened the kiss.

Unknowingly, Fu Yanhe had pressed Shen Yanhe onto the bed, resting his head on her shoulder while breathing lightly, his large hand pressing the back of her head, his dark eyes full of restraint.

Shen Yanhe, feeling his discomfort, raised her hand to embrace his neck and gently leaned up to whisper in his ear, "It’s been three months... It’s okay now..."

Fu Yanhe closed his eyes, restraining the clamor of desire in his heart, and turned to kiss her cheek, his voice hoarse, "No."

It wasn’t just for the sake of the child, but also for the safety of the mother that he couldn’t be reckless.

Fu Yanhe’s breathing grew ragged as he gently bit her ear, his eyes deep, "But we can use another way..."

......

The next day.

After getting up, Shen Yanhe found that the ’Hehe Couple’ super topic Fu Yanhe had created on Weibo had completely exploded in popularity and had even topped the rankings.

Moreover, there was also a small wedding video from her wedding yesterday on Weibo.

The top three trending topics were all about her.

#Surprise appearance by the head of the first laboratory of Day Xia at the wedding scene?#

#Fu Yanhe’s wedding ceremony#

#Shen Yanhe’s extravagant wedding gift from Fu Yanhe#

Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows lifted slightly as she briefly browsed for five minutes before dressing and heading downstairs.

She planned to take the paper money and incense she had bought in advance and head to the Haicheng Cemetery.

Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she encountered Shen Zhong sitting on the sofa, chatting with Fu Yanhe.

Seeing her, Fu Yanhe quickly stood up and approached, "Awake? Why didn’t you call me?"

"Why should I call you? I’m not that delicate," Shen Yanhe teased him and turned to Shen Zhong, hesitated for a moment, and called out, "Dad."

Shen Zhong, caught off guard by her call, froze instantly and took a long time to recover.

By the time he did, Shen Yanhe had already sat down and started eating breakfast.

He looked at her with relief, his eyes slightly red and his face unable to hide his smile, "Ahh! Good, good."

Shen Yanhe smiled naturally and said, "Dad, let’s go see Mom and Shen Huai in a bit."

She knew Shen Zhong had been waiting here early with this in mind.

So before he could speak, Shen Yanhe took the initiative.

Shen Zhong, delighted yet bewildered, nodded, "Good, good."

He subconsciously straightened his collar, "I hope your mom won’t find me too scruffy"

As soon as he finished, without waiting for Shen Yanhe to speak, he stood up and muttered, "No, I need to change into something else, she always hated when I looked unkept, she would nag me for hours."

Shen Yanhe didn’t even have a chance to stop him before he had gone out.

She exchanged a look with Fu Yanhe, and both shrugged helplessly.

Let him do as he wishes, then.

After breakfast, Shen Zhong came back dressed in a black suit, leather shoes, a tie, his hair styled with mousse, and an old watch on his wrist, looking sharp and much younger.

Shen Zhong asked nervously, "How do I look? Your mom picked this out for me, and your grandma had kept it neatly, so I dug it out to wear."

Shen Yanhe gave a thumbs up, "Very handsome."

The three of them chatted and laughed as they got in the car and headed to Haicheng Cemetery.

At the cemetery, Shen Yanhe first visited Shen Huai and let Shen Zhong go to clean their mother’s grave without disturbing them.

Shen Yanhe lit incense, burned paper money, and other paper items, chattering about recent events.

"I got married to your brother-in-law." Shen Yanhe smiled tenderly, arranging some snacks in front of the gravestone.

"Shen Huai, you can rest assured, your brother-in-law and I will live well together."

As she spoke, a gentle breeze blew by, softly touching her cheeks.

For a moment, Shen Yanhe thought she could hear Shen Huai’s hearty voice.

"Sister, you must be happy."

......