A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 79 Think of the Saddest Thing Possible

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Think of the Saddest Thing Possible

Inside the room.

Fu Yanhe, who had been signing documents, paused in his movement and did not respond. First, he finished signing the document in hand, then slowly turned his wheelchair towards the doorway.

As he opened the door, he saw Xia Ran standing at the threshold.

Xia Ran had taken off her qipao and changed into a silk champagne-colored spaghetti strap nightgown. The dress hugged her exquisite figure, making her look particularly sexy.

But in Fu Yanhe’s eyes, she might as well have been the same as a skeleton model in a hospital.

He sat inside the door, not moving forward, separated from Xia Ran by an invisible Chu River and Han boundary, his eyes cold as he glanced at her, his expression impatient, "Is there something you needed?"

Xia Ran felt a pang of pain from the impatience in his gaze.

He actually found her so annoying now, even though he had used to indulge her every wish.

Xia Ran gripped her dress tightly, her eyes watery as she looked at him, her lips pursed softly as she spoke, "Yanhe, I know you’re really annoyed by me, but can we talk, for the sake of the past when I was your fiancée and took care of you?"

Fu Yanhe held his hands together in front of him, his eyes icy as he looked at her, "What is there left to talk about between us?"

Xia Ran’s lips quivered, her eyes slightly red as she looked at him, "Yanhe, the Xia Corporation’s issues, you did that, didn’t you? Did I do something wrong? Yanhe."

A chill gathered in Fu Yanhe’s eyebrows, his voice calm and indifferent, "You know very well what you did wrong."

A jolt went through Xia Ran’s heart.

Could it be that Fu Yanhe already knew she was the one who had arranged the attack on Shen Yanhe at the engagement party?

No, impossible.

She had already cancelled the burner card used to contact that person and flushed the snapped card down the toilet.

Even if Shen Yanhe told Fu Yanhe about her spiking his drink, there was no evidence she was the one who drugged him.

Xia Ran’s thoughts swirled as she looked at Fu Yanhe with glistening eyes, biting her lip and taking a couple of steps towards him with a twist of her slender waist.

Remembering Xia Ran’s previous actions, Fu Yanhe’s pupils grew colder in an instant, and he retreated a bit by turning the wheelchair.

This backward movement from him caused Xia Ran to pause mid-step, but she didn’t stop. She kept moving closer to him and then squatted down in front of him.

She leaned slightly forward, revealing the fair and partially concealed fullness hidden beneath her spaghetti straps.

As though oblivious, she looked up at Fu Yanhe, her eyes rimmed with red, an image of pitifulness, "Yanhe, is it also a mistake to like you, to love you?"

Fu Yanhe’s deep eyes looked at her solemnly, he snorted with a laugh and did not speak, his eyes full of mockery.

Xia Ran’s expression stuttered slightly, she let out a bitter laugh, her voice fraught with sadness, "I know you still blame me for leaving you during your roughest time, and for breaking off the engagement with the Fu family."

"But I’ve explained my reasons to you. I did what I did afterwards because I loved you too much; I couldn’t let go."

"I couldn’t bear to watch you give the love you had for me to another woman."

"Yanhe, I just love you too much."

When Shen Yanhe walked out of the bathroom, towel drying her hair, she heard Xia Ran’s heartfelt confession.

She glanced at the doorway from her perspective. Xia Ran, clad in the nightgown, was squatting in front of Fu Yanhe, her hand on his wheelchair, and Fu Yanhe was looking down at her with a seemingly tender gaze.

It appeared as though he was moved by her declaration of love.

Yet, Shen Yanhe inexplicably felt that this scene was somewhat jarring to view.

But that was to be expected.

Xia Ran was once Fu Yanhe’s fiancée, reportedly the only person who could get close to him, so she must have held a special place in his heart.

There may have been some misunderstanding between them, and the words Fu Yanhe said previously were likely spoken in anger, but now that the misunderstanding was resolved, it was time for heart-to-heart confessions.

After all, that’s how it’s always written in novels.

Thinking this, Shen Yanhe felt a slight tightness in her chest, her long, moist eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the rolling emotions in her eyes, as she stood quietly in the same spot, not making a sound to interrupt.

The two of them didn’t notice someone standing not far behind them.

Xia Ran was looking down, her heart breaking, "Yanhe, if my love has troubled you, then I will never bother you again in the future, can you... please stop targeting the Xia Group?"

As she finished speaking, Xia Ran raised her eyes, looking pitifully at Fu Yanhe, her eyes filled with hope.

Being confessed to by a girl, especially a beautiful girl pouring out her heart, would have moved any ordinary guy to embrace her already.

But the Fu Yanhe in front of her felt nothing inside, even finding it hypocritical and ironic.

He was well aware that Xia Ran’s "confession" was a pretext for her real goal, which was to persuade him to back off and stop targeting the Xia Group.

Fu Yanhe’s thin lips curled into a cold arc, his eyes filled with indifference, his voice icy, "It’s good you’re aware of yourself. I’ll say it one last time, don’t appear in front of me again."

Xia Ran stiffened, completely unexpected that after such a heartfelt confession, Fu Yanhe wouldn’t be moved at all, even warning her to stay away from him in the future.

It made her feel panicked.

She had originally thought Fu Yanhe was just angry with her for calling off their engagement and getting engaged to the Yan Family, which was why he’d been so cruel to her.

But now, even after she had clearly confessed her love for him, why was he still acting this way?

Moreover, he had not agreed to her request to stop targeting the Xia Family.

Xia Ran felt both anxious and chaotic, tears welled up in her eyes, and when she looked at Fu Yanhe, she saw his expression was extraordinarily cold, his gaze towards her as if he were looking at a stranger.

The affection that used to be in his eyes when he looked at her had vanished without a trace.

This realization silenced Xia Ran, and it was in that moment, she vaguely sensed that she had lost something.

She had lost the Fu Yanhe who used to have eyes and heart only for her.

"It is late, I am going to rest," said Fu Yanhe, his eyes coldly upon Xia Ran as he gave her a dismissal.

Xia Ran pursed her lips and forced a smile towards Fu Yanhe, "Alright, we’ll find time to continue this talk later."

As she got up, she caught a glimpse of Shen Yanhe standing not far from the room, her eyes fluttered a few times, then she stumbled, cried out, and fell straight towards Fu Yanhe’s embrace.

Shen Yanhe, who had been quietly watching the scene unfold, grew colder in her gaze.

Just as Xia Ran was about to fall into Fu Yanhe’s arms, he moved his wheelchair quickly backward as if evading a fearsome beast.

Xia Ran could not believe Fu Yanhe would react in such a way, her eyes widened in shock, her body unable to steady itself, falling hard to the ground, the pain from her ankle making her cry out involuntarily.

Witnessing everything, Shen Yanhe: "..."

Fu Yanhe, moving away from Xia Ran with a stern look, spoke in deep displeasure, "Do your legs have a problem? You can’t stand steady every day."

"Falling is one thing, but you almost hit me. If you had hurt me, could the Xia Family afford the compensation?"

Shen Yanhe, completely unprepared for this turn of events, went through all the sadness in her life in those brief seconds, barely suppressing the laughter that threatened to burst out.

What a piece of work, truly a piece of work.

It had to be said that this time, Fu Yanhe’s words struck right to her core.

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