A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities Chapter 130: What He Gives Me is More Than What You Give

It was the first ti Xia Zhilan had been publicly embarrassed by soone younger, and her expression was not pleasant.

Yet, she could not lash out.

Xia Zhilan’s gaze swept over Hang Mushan and Shen Yanhe, her eyes flickering fleetingly before she awkwardly changed the subject, "Mushan, do you know Miss Shen?"

"Of course I know..." Hang Mushan scoffed lightly, about to speak.

But at that mont, he received a deathly glare from Shen Yanhe.

Hang Mushan shivered, and the words at the tip of his tongue took a sharp turn, "Know her my ass."

"I rely couldn’t ignore what you just said, Grandma Xia, and stepped in to lend a hand."

"Grandma Xia, if I rember correctly, Xia Ran and Yan Yi haven’t called off their engagent yet, have they?"

Hang Mushan, with a mocking face, looked toward Xia Zhilan, his eyes brimming with contempt, "The engagent isn’t even called off, and you’re already in a hurry to find soone else? Are all the girls in the Xia family so desperate to get married?"

He felt relieved in his heart.

Lucky he had co to find Shen Yanhe.

Otherwise, with Shen Yanhe’s unskilled conversational skills, wouldn’t she be bullied to death by this old woman taking advantage of her age?

Xia Zhilan was infuriated and looked hideous as she coldly said, "Mushan, this is a matter between Miss Shen and , it’s none of your business, don’t interfere."

Hang Mushan disagreed.

How was this none of his business?

Shen Yanhe was his lifesaver, practically family!

She was bullying soone and he wasn’t allowed to stand up for his benefactor?

Hang Mushan’s eyes darkened, and he was about to speak, but Shen Yanhe beat him to it.

Her delicate, fair hand pushed the check in front of Xia Zhilan, "Madam, I’ve thought it over."

"I don’t want your money."

Xia Zhilan’s face revealed surprise, a hint of gloom shadowed her expression, "Are you sure?"

"I’m sure, after all..." Shen Yanhe couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling out a black card from the inner pocket of her coat and flashing it in front of Xia Zhilan.

"Fu Yanhe gave it to , and it’s much more than what you offered."

When Xia Zhilan saw the black card in her hand, she was utterly shocked.

She had never imagined Fu Yanhe would actually give a black card to Shen Yanhe!

Especially when he had refused to even give a supplentary card to Ranran during their dating period!

Hang Mushan, seeing that black card, couldn’t help but smack his lips.

A black card, even he didn’t have one.

It seed that the Fu family lad wasn’t too bad towards Dr. Yanhe.

Xia Zhilan’s expression fluctuated.

When Shen Yanhe took out the black card, she understood that staying any longer would yield no results.

She took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure and grace as she stood up, giving Shen Yanhe a deep look, her chin raised high with arrogance, "Miss Shen, Yanhe may give you his card because you are his wife, but he has no feelings for you."

Shen Yanhe suddenly rembered Fu Yanhe’s reaction when he found out she was pregnant, his unwavering attitude that she should abort, and a sharp pain pierced her heart. Gripping the milk glass in her hand tighter, her knuckles turning white.

Xia Zhilan was right about one thing.

He had no feelings for her.

That was why, upon learning of her pregnancy, he had so unhesitatingly told her to abort the child.

Xia Zhilan said with a dismissive tone, "You should be clear, once Ranran turns back and reunites with Yanhe, you will be nothing."

She looked at Shen Yanhe with a face full of charity, "I hope you understand this point. If you change your mind later, you can contact anyti."

After speaking, Xia Zhilan turned and left with her bodyguards.

Hang Mushan was infuriated by her words.

He trembled, pointing at Xia Zhilan’s retreating figure, "Doctor, you just let her go like this? Not even slapping her twice?"

"That’s not like you!"

Shen Yanhe was unusually calm as she spoke softly, "I don’t hit the elderly or children."

She lowered her gaze.

And so of her words were also not wrong.

Xia Ran and Fu Yanhe had been engaged, sharing a period of beautiful mories.

This was also an undeniable fact.

Indeed, she had been montarily moved by Fu Yanhe’s tenderness and protective nature.

But in the hospital, his unequivocal attitude about her aborting the baby had slapped her hard across the face.

It snapped her back to reality.

The tenderness was false—he was rely fulfilling his duty based on their marital status.

The protectiveness was real, but it too was based on a transaction between them.

It was her own failure to guard her heart that had led her to fall unwittingly.

In the future...

Shen Yanhe slightly narrowed her eyes, masking the complex emotions within.

It wouldn’t happen again.

She would guard her own heart, not falling in love with those she shouldn’t.

As for the baby, she would do her utmost to keep it. If she couldn’t,

then it ant there was no fate between her and the child.

"How did you co to be here?" Shen Yanhe gathered her thoughts and looked up at Hang Mushan with a questioning expression in her eyes.

"Well, I heard that your brother was in this hospital, so I wanted to get to know him. et him, and leave a few people to take care of him for you."

Hang Mushan scratched his head and spoke honestly, "After all, you saved before, and I didn’t know how else to repay you, so I thought I’d help you out."

Shen Yanhe paused for a mont, then smiled faintly, "Thank you, but that’s not necessary."

"I saved you out of a doctor’s instinct, without expecting any reward."

"Even if it wasn’t you, if it had been soone else, I would have done the sa."

Hang Mushan stared blankly at Shen Yanhe’s smile, a hint of amazent flashing in his eyes, his face suddenly flushed red as he waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, no need to thank , I did it willingly."

Dr. Shen’s smile is genuinely beautiful.

"By the way, how is the situation with Fu Xiao progressing?" Shen Yanhe asked.

Hang Mushan looked around and, seeing a guest secretly glancing their way, couldn’t help but lean closer to Shen Yanhe.

He whispered, "The people I sent have successfully gotten close to Fu Xiao. He’s quite attentive to her. Now, it’s just..."

San Fang arrived hurriedly at the cafe and, peering through the French windows, saw Shen Yanhe and an unfamiliar man sitting very "intimately" together.

San Fang felt as if thunder had struck.

It’s over.

The young master has been cuckolded!

San Fang stood in front of the French windows, trembling as he took out his cellphone and dialed a number.

Shen Yanhe and Hang Mushan keenly noticed soone watching them.

While continuing their conversation, they subtly surveyed their surroundings.

"This isn’t a good place to talk," Shen Yanhe said calmly, finishing the milk in her cup, "Go back first."

"I’ll send you the rest of the plan tonight."

Hang Mushan made an OK gesture.

"I’ll be going," Shen Yanhe said coolly, as she stood up, but then turned to Hang Mushan," Ah Hui is still in the ICU."

"Co and visit him after he wakes up. He’d be really happy to know that so many people want to et him."

Hang Mushan’s eyes brightened, and he nodded vigorously, "Okay."

-

After parting with Hang Mushan, Shen Yanhe bought two bottles of water from a vending machine and sat on the bench where she was before for a while.

Until the sun completely set and the city lights began to glow.

Song Shiwei finally arrived, late as usual.

"Sorry, sorry, there was so traffic on the way, I’m a little late," Song Shiwei hurried toward her, her forehead sweaty.

"Take it easy, I’m not going to run away," Shen Yanhe said helplessly, handing her a tissue to wipe the sweat.

"How could I take it slow upon suddenly finding out you’re pregnant? If it weren’t for the speed limit and traffic, I’d have flown here,"

Song Shiwei complained as she wiped her sweat, then took the bottle of water Shen Yanhe had opened and took several big gulps, gasping for breath she asked, "Does Fu Yanhe know about the pregnancy? What did he say?"