A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 75: Do You Really Want Me to Chase?

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Do You Really Want Me to Chase?

Fu Yanhe answered the phone, looking up at Shen Yanhe as she was about to turn her wheelchair to leave. His voice was low, "Wait, the old lady has asked us to visit the old house tomorrow for a meal together."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows slightly raised, and her eyes flashed briefly, "Okay, I got it."

Today, Fu Yanhe had cruelly forced Fu Xiao to drink, and right after he left, the old house called.

Considering how much the old lady adored Fu Xiao, he must have complained to her.

This dinner was very likely a session where the old lady intended to question and accuse.

After all, from the first day she arrived at the Fu Family, she knew that the old lady was not someone easy to deal with.

It seemed that there would be a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

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After resting for a full night, Shen Yanhe medicated the soles of her feet and prepared herbal medicine for Fu Yanhe to drink before they both set off for the Fu Family old house.

The Fu Family ancestors were wealthy landlords, yet the old house was located on a mountain in the outskirts of Haicheng.

As the car entered the woods, one could see a paifang standing on the road with two large seal characters carved above: "Fu Residence."

Entering through the paifang, they saw a large, ancient courtyard halfway up the mountain, reminiscent of an ancient prince’s mansion.

The car stopped in front of the courtyard gate where the butler, who had previously met Shen Yanhe only once, was waiting. He came forward smiling as he opened the car door, "Young master, young madam, you have finally arrived; the old lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe got out of the car together. Today, she was again ordered by Fu Yanhe to sit in the wheelchair and was pushed in by someone alongside him.

The butler, seeing Shen Yanhe, who had previously been able-bodied, now in a wheelchair, ran his gaze over her bandage-wrapped foot and looked at her with a trace of pity.

How pitiful.

It had only been a few days since she was with the young master, and her legs were already ruined, already in a wheelchair.

He had thought that the young master was so fiercely confronting the old lady for her because he had developed different feelings for her.

Indeed, the young master was still the same, a misogynist, ruthless and brutal.

It was the young madam who was pitiful.

Shen Yanhe noticed the butler’s gaze, but she still didn’t know the strange thoughts he had conjured up.

Under the butler’s guidance, Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe arrived in the main hall.

Pushed in by San Fang and Wu Fang, they did not see Fu Xiao, but instead, saw Xia Ran, sitting next to the old lady dressed in a deep purple cheongsam, chatting and laughing with her.

The old lady and Xia Ran quickly noticed the two who had entered.

The old lady clearly still harbored resentment for Shen Yanhe’s offense on the first day she arrived at the Fu Family. Upon seeing her and Fu Yanhe enter, she just lightly glanced at her and greeted Fu Yanhe, "You’re here, come over, Ranran is here too, you young people can chat together."

Xia Ran, upon seeing Fu Yanhe, recalled his mocking words at her, and her smile slightly faltered but she forced herself to greet him, "Yanhe."

She did not want to come today, but she had no choice.

Starting from yesterday, the Xia Group’s stocks had been continuously falling, and previously discussed collaborations had also fallen through. In just one night, nearly ten billion had evaporated.

This kind of thunderous action could only be done by Fu Yanhe.

So she couldn’t stay put and wanted to ask what Fu Yanhe meant by his actions.

Fu Yanhe looked at them both coldly, greeted Grandmother Fu indifferently, and then began heading toward the upstairs elevator with Shen Yanhe, "Grandma, I got up early today and am still a bit sleepy. I’ll rest for a while, call me when it’s time to eat."

He completely ignored Xia Ran.

"Wait a moment." Grandmother Fu’s face showed displeasure as her gaze fell on Shen Yanhe, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside her. Her eyes shifted as she spoke, "How come your wife is also in a wheelchair? It’s just perfect; Ranran took care of you when you were hurt before."

"Now that your wife is injured and can’t help you, and since Ranran is here, let Ranran stay by your side to take care of you."

In Grandmother Fu’s eyes, Xia Ran was the wife she wanted for Fu Yanhe.

Thus, she had never given up trying to match them, even with Shen Yanhe present, she did not try to hide her intentions.

Shen Yanhe raised an eyebrow, her face portraying a wronged little wife as she bowed her head in silence, but her eyes twinkled with the gleam of watching a drama.

Fu Yanhe frowned slightly, glanced at Shen Yanhe, and seeing her head bowed in aggrievement, something pricked his heart.

Xia Ran, after being ignored by Fu Yanhe, momentarily eased her awkward smile, stood up, and looked at Shen Yanhe with concern, "Miss Shen, please be more careful next time."

Then, she eagerly moved behind Fu Yanhe, attempting to reach out to grab the wheelchair’s armrest, "Grandmother Fu, I’ll take Yanhe upstairs to rest first. Please take Miss Shen to the guest room."

Before Xia Ran could touch the armrest, Fu Yanhe abruptly moved the wheelchair forward, dodging her outstretched hand. He shot her a dark glance, "No need."

Xia Ran’s hand froze mid-air, her face showing discomfort, her eyes reddening, lips pursed, looking somewhat wronged as she asked softly, "Yanhe, do you... really dislike me that much?"

Grandmother Fu frowned deeply, displeased as she looked at Fu Yanhe, "Ranran is offering to help you, just let her."

"It’s okay, Grandmother Fu." Xia Ran’s eyes were teary, her face forced a pained smile, looking particularly pitiful. She glanced at Shen Yanhe and said, "Maybe Yanhe is worried that my helping would upset Miss Shen."

Grandmother Fu snorted coldly, setting down her tea cup heavily, her gaze disdainfully on Shen Yanhe, "As if she would dare?"

Shen Yanhe kept her head down, her expression faint with a trace of scorn flashing through her eyes.

Xia Ran really was interesting, always stepping on her at every opportunity.

Fu Yanhe wheeled over to Shen Yanhe, his cool, broad hand taking hers.

Shen Yanhe was taken aback and instinctively looked up at him.

Only to see his dark eyes coldly gazing at Xia Ran, a hint of mockery flashing through, "Good that you know."

"My wife and I are very much in love." He held her slim fingers, brought them to his lips for a gentle kiss, his eyes gleaming faintly as he said, "I hope Miss Xia won’t do anything to make my wife misunderstand."

Xia Ran, seeing Fu Yanhe kiss Shen Yanhe’s fingers, found the sight unbearably piercing, her eyes reddening further.

He reminded her, "Also, please constantly remember, Miss Xia, that you are a bethrothed woman, the fiancée of the Yan Family’s son."

"You are no longer my fiancée, Fu Yanhe. If Miss Xia has any decency, please visit the Fu Family less."

Xia Ran’s fragile body staggered, tears falling; she covered her mouth, her eyes full of despair as she looked at Fu Yanhe for the last time and ran outside.

"Hey! Ranran!" Grandmother Fu hadn’t expected Fu Yanhe to be so harsh and to actually drive her away.

Anxiously slapping her thigh, she pointed to the door and told Fu Yanhe, "Ranran is just a young girl, and you once said you would marry no one but her! How could you talk to her like that now?"

"Quick! Chase after her and bring Ranran back!"

Upon hearing Grandmother Fu mention "marry no one but her," Shen Yanhe’s eyelashes trembled slightly, instinctively wanting to pull her hand away from Fu Yanhe.

But the strong grip on her hand stopped her motion, Fu Yanhe’s brows furrowed, his gaze cold as he looked at Grandmother Fu, his face expressionless as he asked, "Grandma, do you really want me to chase after Xia Ran? "

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