A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 90: My Ancestor’s Grave is Smoking!

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: My Ancestor’s Grave is Smoking!

The men in black suits and gray suits had sudden changes in their expressions.

The man in the black suit sharply turned to the man in the white suit, warning in a stern voice, "Shi Fang, this is the BOSS’s private matter; you and I have no right to ask about it."

Shi Fang raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, "OKOK, Ba Fang, don’t be nervous, I was just curious."

"After all, the BOSS has been ascetic for so many years, even rejecting the advances of the little princess of Harman Country before, so I’m curious what kind of woman could move the BOSS’s heart."

Scratching his head, Shi Fang said helplessly, "Wu Fang and San Fang have kept it too confidential..."

Fu Yanhe’s fingertips paused slightly on the table, his dark eyes staring straight at Shi Fang who was full of curiosity, his voice cool, "Are you that idle?"

"If you’re so idle, why not go mining with Yi Fang? He’s short-handed there, even told me yesterday through tears that he didn’t have enough people."

Shi Fang: "..."

No, he was not idle at all.

Now the entire Luo network’s business was in his hands, dealing with affairs until dawn, cleaning up after those little brats working outside, and constantly matching wits with the people of 094 had him almost dying from exhaustion.

If he were to be sent to help Yi Fang with mining, he would truly be finished.

Shi Fang got the message, raising a hand to his mouth in a zip-lipping gesture, then clasping his hands together, he bowed respectfully toward Fu Yanhe, "Sorry BOSS, my mistake."

Fu Yanhe’s expression was indifferent as he looked at Shi Fang without saying a word.

Even through the screen, Shi Fang could feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from him.

Swallowing nervously, Shi Fang couldn’t help but regret it.

Certainly, curiosity killed the cat, he should have kept his mouth shut and just waited to see what the woman looked like when he got back to the BOSS’s side.

As the atmosphere around him grew colder, someone knocked on the room door, and Shen Yanhe’s sweet, gentle voice came through, "Fu Yanhe, I’m coming in."

On the computer screen, Shi Fang and the others perked up their ears, eagerly watching in the direction of the big screen.

Fu Yanhe’s eyelashes trembled slightly as he extended his hand toward the computer, "Today’s meeting ends here, keep a close watch on Fu Xiao and the 094 ’lucky cat,’ and report to me promptly if anything comes up."

As soon as the words fell, the meeting was ended by Fu Yanhe, and Shen Yanhe walked in holding a bowl of dark Chinese medicine and a kidney treasure bottle containing scar removal cream.

"The detox medicine is ready for you, it’s neither cool nor hot, ready to drink."

She handed the bowl to Fu Yanhe, "Please drink the medicine quickly, I’ll apply the scar removal cream and then massage your legs."

Fu Yanhe looked at those slender, luminescent hands holding the medicine bowl, his eyes slightly downcast, silently taking the bowl and drinking it up in one gulp.

He handed back the bowl to her, taking the bottle she was holding with his other hand, his voice clear and cold, "Let Wu Fang handle the medical application and massage, you go rest."

Shen Yanhe keenly sensed the distance in Fu Yanhe’s words. She pursed her lips, said nothing, just nodded, reminding him, "Right, apply the scar cream all over your face, and remind Wu Fang to pay attention to the massage techniques."

Fu Yanhe looked at the bottle in his hand, not looking at her, just coldly acknowledging with a grunt.

Shen Yanhe, watching the man suddenly turn cold, felt a bit stuffy in her heart, pursed her lips, and said no more, turning to leave the room.

However, she didn’t see the moment she turned around, the usually downcast Fu Yanhe suddenly looked up, his deep black eyes fixed on her, his eyes swirling with complicated emotions, revealing a touch of obsession.

He reached out toward Shen Yanhe’s retreating back, his pale, slender hand with clearly defined bones slightly open, his fingers faintly gripping her waist.

His thin lips moved slightly, silently forming two words.

Mine.

Shi Fang was right, he seemed to have developed feelings for her.

So, she belonged to him.

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After returning to her room, Shen Yanhe threw herself on the bed, lying there quietly for a while, her mind replaying Fu Yanhe’s indifferent demeanor over and over.

Tch.

She closed her eyes and placed her hand on her forehead, unable to suppress the grumbling inside her heart.

Things were fine when she returned, but after brewing some medicine, his attitude just changed—men are indeed fickle.

Never mind, let it be.

Shen Yanhe suddenly sat up from the bed with a jerk, grabbed the mobile phone she had placed to the side, slightly squinted her cat-like eyes, and opened the profile of someone nicknamed "P".

[YM]: Are you free for a task? The reward is one million and an opportunity for a house visit for treatment.

In a bright and bustling bar.

In a corner.

A young man with handsome features suddenly stood up from the sofa, cursing loudly.

"He’s alive! The Divine Doctor is alive!"

Yan Yi, sitting opposite the young man, raised his eyebrows, "What kind of madness is this?"

Hang Mushan was beyond excited, "The Divine Doctor is alive! He actually reached out to me! Damn, my ancestors must be smoking!"

Yan Yi narrowed his eyes, "The Divine Doctor?"

Currently, the only ones who could be called Divine Doctors in Daxia were none other than the highly respected predecessor who had disappeared from the public’s eye and Dr. YM, who had immense international fame.

"Dr. YM? You actually have his contact?"

"Yes!" Hang Mushan, trying to contain his excitement, replied to Shen Yanhe’s message, "You know, my family was involved in underworld activities in the early years, and a few years ago, my dad sent me overseas to make a name for myself."

"I started a business abroad that specialized in solving various issues, and once, while assisting a client, I got involved in a gunfight and nearly died."

"By a twist of fate, I was picked up by the Divine Doctor who was passing by, and got her contact details."

Hang Mushan’s eyes sparkled with excitement, "We never spoke after I added her, and I thought the Divine Doctor had already deleted me. I didn’t expect she still kept my contact!"

If anyone knew best about Dr. YM’s miraculous, skillful medical techniques, it was Hang Mushan.

He had truly experienced what it felt like to be pulled back from the hands of death by Dr. YM!

This task, even if there was no reward, he was determined to help Dr. YM complete it!

Yan Yi’s face showed a somewhat intrigued expression, "I see."

Hang Mushan ignored Yan Yi, focusing on tapping on the screen.

[P]: !!!!!

[P]: (twisted)(scream)(excited monkey)

[P]: Divine Doctor! You’re actually alive! Yes, yes, yes! I’m available! What’s the task? I’ll go through fire and water for you!

[YM]: Help me find a young and beautiful woman to seduce Fu Xiao, the third son of the Fu Family in Haicheng.

[YM]: After you seduce him, I will tell you the follow-up plan.

Hang Mushan’s gaze fell on the name "Fu Xiao," his eyebrows slightly raised.

Isn’t that the prodigal son of the Fu Family?

How did he provoke the Divine Doctor?

But, since he provoked the Divine Doctor, he provoked him too.

He would definitely teach this man a good lesson on behalf of the Divine Doctor!

[P]: Piece of cake, leave it to me!

After replying to Shen Yanhe, Hang Mushan couldn’t wait to put away his phone and said, "Old Yan, I have to go now, we’ll catch up next time."

Just as he was about to leave, Lin Yinyin angrily dragged the sobbing Xia Ran over, who was clutching half of her face, "Yan Yi, your fiancée is being bullied to death!"

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