A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 93: How do you plan to discipline me?

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: How do you plan to discipline me?

Xia Ran almost subconsciously looked up in the direction of the voice, her body violently shivering, a panic she couldn’t put into words rising in her heart.

Fu Yanhe had found out!

He had discovered that it was she who had drugged Shen Yanhe at Qi Yunqian’s engagement party!

When had he found out? And why had he sent someone to capture her?

Was he... seeking revenge for Shen Yanhe?

Fear and resentment uncontrollably surged in Xia Ran’s heart, her thoughts overwhelmingly chaotic, utterly unaware that danger was drawing closer.

It was only when her chin was forcefully grasped, lifted up, and the cloth gagging her mouth was pulled out, that she suddenly recalled what Fu Yanhe had just said.

"Force her to swallow all the aphrodisiacs she has on her."

Xia Ran’s limbs instantly turned cold, and she struggled more violently, shaking her head left and right, screaming out Fu Yanhe’s name in a piercing voice, "No no no, Ah Yanhe! Fu Yanhe! You can’t do this to me!"

She knew that further excuses were useless, and simply admitted her fault, "It was wrong of me to drug Shen Yanhe, but she didn’t suffer any harm! On what grounds, on what grounds do you arrest me!"

Xia Ran, both desperate and furious, raised her voice in protest.

But, no one answered her.

Xia Ran grew even more panicked, her eyes blindfolded by a cloth soaked with her tears, her whole person utterly disheveled.

Unable to help it, she begged for mercy, "Ah Yanhe! You can’t torture me like this, I already know my mistake, I was once your fiancée, and there have been years of affection between the Fu Family and the Xia Family."

"Please, for the sake of the long-standing friendship between our two families, spare me this once!"

Xia Ran was aware of how potent the aphrodisiac Zhao Chang held.

If she swallowed the medicine and it was neutralized in time, she wouldn’t be harmed, but given Fu Yanhe’s nature, he definitely wouldn’t help her neutralize the drug’s effects!

Then, she would certainly die from the drug’s potency right here!

Although Zhao Chang was annoyed at Xia Ran for making him endure this unforeseen disaster, seeing the little beauty cry so pitifully, a sense of pity uncontrollably rose in his heart.

Especially upon hearing Xia Ran cry out that she was once Fu Yanhe’s fiancée, Zhao Chang’s grip on her chin loosened, and he hesitantly looked towards Fu Yanhe.

Fu Yanhe, one hand on the wheelchair armrest, his face was indifferent, his gaze almost cruelly resting on Xia Ran, who looked like a clown, his very dark eyes devoid of any warmth.

When he caught Zhao Chang’s gaze, he slightly lifted his eyelashes and briefly ordered, "Feed her."

Intimidated by his menacing gaze, Zhao Chang’s legs weakened slightly, he nodded repeatedly, one hand pinning Xia Ran’s chin, the other pulling out a tube of pink liquid from his pocket and pouring it directly into her mouth.

Xia Ran shook her head, struggling, "Mmm, mmm, mmm!"

But with the natural disparity in strength between men and women, no matter how much she struggled, she was forced to swallow the pink medicine.

After Zhao Chang let her go, Xia Ran coughed violently, bent over to retch, trying to vomit the medicine out.

But she couldn’t vomit anything out.

The aphrodisiac was extremely potent, and soon Xia Ran started reacting, her cheeks flushing red, crying out about the heat and discomfort, her body bound to the chair writhing continuously.

As she writhed, her neckline was slightly disheveled, revealing her glowing white skin.

The onlookers, including Wu Fang and others, wore cold expressions, while Zhao Chang couldn’t help but swallow and stole several glances.

A flicker of disinterest flashed in Fu Yanhe’s eyes, and he wheeled his chair away, "In two hours, dump her at the Xia Family’s doorstep."

Si Fang replied, "Yes."

Zhao Chang looked on sympathetically at Xia Ran, who was still writhing continuously.

The aphrodisiac had its best antidote effects within an hour, and in this hour, with no one to administer an antidote, she would suffer unbearably as if in a furnace.

Not to mention, this unbearable feeling, Xia Ran had to endure for two hours.

Tch tch.

The torturing methods of the Fu family truly were endless.

Zhao Chang no longer dared to stay any longer, and with a pleasing smile, he asked Si Fang, "Si Fang, since I have brought the main culprit here, may I leave now?"

Sifang looked at Zhao Chang with an expressionless face, "You have not seen anything today, understand?"

Zhao Chang nodded repeatedly, "Understood, I understand."

Which meant he was supposed to keep his mouth shut and not blabber about anything, he understood that well.

Si Fang: "Scram."

Zhao Chang quickly curled up and rolled out, "Alright."

Once out of the basement, Fu Yanhe, with an expressionless face and in a low voice, asked, "Where is the young madam?"

Wu Fang glanced cautiously at his young master and replied, "The young madam just said she was going out to look for part-time work."

Fu Yanhe’s eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the turmoil in his eyes, and he spoke indifferently, "Understood, push me back to the study."

Wu Fang: "Yes."

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Shen Yanhe had no idea that Fu Yanhe had captured Xia Ran to avenge the time she was drugged. She was now slowly strolling down the street, biting an ice pop, and eyeing the recruitment ads in various shops.

As she passed a bridal shop, Shen Yanhe paused her steps slightly, her cat-like eyes squinted, and she crunched down on her ice pop.

Then, she wearily walked into a secluded alley.

She crunched and swallowed the ice in her mouth, then slowly turned around, looked at the empty alley entrance, and lazily said, "Come out, you’ve been following me all this way, aren’t you tired."

"Tch, didn’t expect this chick to be so vigilant," a slovenly voice rang out.

Hang Mushan, with both hands in his pockets, accompanied by five men in black tank tops showing off robust muscles and wearing black sun hats, walked in.

The five men were eyeing Shen Yanhe intently.

Shen Yanhe, casually biting on her ice pop, recognized the voice that was quite familiar to her. Her eyebrows slightly lifted, and her gaze fell on the man dressed in a white shirt and black pants, who looked rather innocuous.

This voice...

Was it P?

This guy is back in the country?

Hang Mushan was oblivious to Shen Yanhe’s gaze; he didn’t care about this "country bumpkin" at all. After entering the alley, he leaned against the wall, his slender fingers fiddling with a lighter embossed with a black skull, and he said nonchalantly.

"No wonder those two beauties couldn’t beat you and begged me to step in and teach you a lesson."

"Is that so?" Shen Yanhe’s eyes narrowed slightly, she bit the sweet stick of her ice pop, and slowly responded.

Upon hearing this voice again, Hang Mushan’s face froze for a moment.

Strange, why does this voice sound so much like Dr. YM?

No sooner had the thought appeared than Hang Mushan burst into laughter.

He must be too excited and muddled, how could he think that Dr. YM, still picking herbs in M country, would be in Daxia? Besides, there were plenty of people with similar voices in the world.

Ha ha ha, how could it be Dr. YM!

As Hang Mushan laughed, he looked up in the direction where Shen Yanhe was.

And then he saw the most shocking scene of his life.

The person he thought was picking herbs in M country, Dr. YM, was standing right in front of him, looking at him with a delicate, seemingly innocent face, smiling but not smiling, "How do you plan to teach me a lesson, P."

Hang Mushan: "..."