Shen Yanhe retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, her cheeks flushing as her lips parted slightly, "That, we…"
Standing at the door, Jiang Yun quickly shut the door with a snap, "I didn't see anything; you guys continue, just continue."
The next second, the closed door swiftly reopened, and Jiang Yun quickly said with her eyes closed, "Right, Yanhe, Xia Ran is here, and she seems to be looking for you. After you guys finish, tidy up and come to the living room."
Having said that, the reopened door was snapped shut again.
Oh no.
Damn it.
This misunderstanding has blown out of proportion.
Shen Yanhe gulped down her saliva and silently looked at Fu Yanhe, "That... should we explain?"
"No need," Fu Yanhe snorted with a laugh, his black eyes filled with indifference, his fingers long and defined as he leisurely fastened the button of his pants, "You and I are legally married. It's normal for us to do these things; there's nothing to explain."
Shen Yanhe shrugged her shoulders, "Alright then."
After all, not explaining was actually to her advantage.
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Inside the understatedly luxurious living room.
As soon as Jiang Yun entered, the two women sitting on the sofa stood up to greet her.
"Mom, where's my inexpensive sister-in-law and my big brother?" A tall woman dressed in a black slip dress, sporting deep brown long curly hair, with exquisite and beautiful features, looked curiously behind her.
Not seeing anyone, her face immediately showed a hint of schadenfreude, "My inexpensive sister-in-law didn't get ashamed and dared not show up after hearing Xia Ran sister has arrived, did she?"
The slender woman standing next to her, dressed in a white cheongsam with a light beige shawl draped over her shoulders, bearing black long straight hair, and possessing a delicate and pretty countenance, glanced at her reproachfully and said softly, "Fu Yu, don't say that."
Jiang Yun also frowned and scolded her, "That's your sister-in-law! How can you speak like that?"
Fu Yu huffed with a hint of sarcasm, "I did not say anything wrong."
Shen Yanhe was pushing Fu Yanhe to the door when she happened to hear Fu Yu's very disdainful voice.
"That thing is just cheap goods sent over for my big brother to play with; how is she worthy of being my sister-in-law?"
Shen Yanhe's face was expressionless, but inwardly she took a firm mental note against Fu Yu.
Fu Yanhe's face instantly turned dark as water, his gaze sharp as a knife, his voice cold, "Fu Yu, speaking ill of others behind their back, is this your upbringing?"
Standing at the door, Fu Yu was startled, turning around to meet Fu Yanhe's chilling gaze, "It seems, these past days, I've been too indulgent with you."
Fu Yu shivered and stammered, "Big, big brother... I, I was just joking, your wife won't be unable to take a joke, right?"
Shen Yanhe smiled weakly and timidly towards Fu Yu, lowering her head to look at Fu Yanhe with a disheartened and strong pretense as if she had been hurt, "I, I'm fine, I know, I'm not worthy of Yanhe..."
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Fu Yanhe watched Shen Yanhe's timid and bullyable demeanor, nothing like the calmness she had when she negotiated a deal with him in the room earlier, a trace of amusement appeared in his eyes.
Tsk, apparently his substitute bride wife was quite the little actress.
So he might as well oblige and play along with her.
"Don't talk nonsense, in this world, no one is more suitable for me than you," Fu Yanhe extended his hand over Shen Yanhe's slender and fair one, grasping the softness in his hands, unconsciously squeezing her palm.
Tsk, so soft.
Shen Yanhe stiffened, her face flushing, "..."
Old lecher!
He was actually taking advantage of the situation to cop a feel!
Seeing Shen Yanhe unable to talk back, Fu Yu relaxed inwardly and grew more arrogant, muttering, "At least you know your place."
Xia Ran, standing behind her, observed their affectionate gazes and intertwined hands, a shadow crossing her eyes.
Jiang Yun quickly intervened to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, Ah Yanhe, Ah Yu is your sister; don't take her so seriously, look, Yingying doesn't mind!"
Fu Yanhe frowned slightly and corrected in a cold voice, "Mom, she's Shen Yanhe, not Shen Yingying. From now on, call her Yanyan."
Jiang Yun nodded, not caring whether it was Shen Yingying or Shen Yanhe who married her son; as long as she had a daughter-in-law, "Alright, alright, Yanyan, come on in."
Shen Yanhe pursed her lips and began pushing Fu Yanhe toward the living room.
She had barely taken a few steps when a white figure approached her, "Yanhe, it's been a while."
Xia Ran gave Shen Yanhe a soft smile and reached out towards the wheelchair, "Let me push."
"Don't worry, I push very steadily. During the time when Ah Yanhe was just injured, it was always me who helped him," she said.
Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrow, not yet having said anything when Fu Yanhe's icy voice came through, "Wife, don't let filthy things near me."
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Shen Yanhe was startled by his casual use of the word "wife."
How could he call someone "wife" so smoothly?
Xia Ran's face instantly stiffened, her eyes filled with sadness as she looked at Fu Yanhe, "Yanhe, are you still blaming...?"
Without even glancing at her, Fu Yanhe interrupted her impatiently, "Wife, let's go inside."
Submissively and with an apologetic smile toward Xia Ran, Shen Yanhe gently nudged Fu Yanhe into the living room like an obedient little wife.
Xia Ran stood in place, watching Shen Yanhe's retreating figure, a flash of jealousy sparking in her eyes.
The jealousy was quickly masked, and she still maintained her graceful and gentle demeanor, following behind them.
Inside the living room.
Fu Yanhe pulled Shen Yanhe to sit beside him on a single-seater sofa, holding her hand in his broad palm, showing great intimacy.
Xia Ran, who had just sat down, clenched her handbag tightly as she struggled to maintain her smile upon seeing their especially affectionate display.
Jiang Yun was apologizing profusely to Shen Yanhe, "I'm so sorry, Fu Yu is the youngest in our family and I have spoiled her, leading to her unfiltered speech. Please don't take it the wrong way."
Shen Yanhe timely showed a timid smile, speaking amicably, "It's fine, Mom, I still see Fu Yu as a child who hasn't grown up yet."
Sitting on the sofa with arms crossed, Fu Yu snorted loudly upon hearing this.
She originally wanted to say something more cutting.
But in front of Fu Yanhe, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
Though it appeared her brother was disfigured and disabled, he was still in control of most of the Fu Corporation.
And she relied on him to shop till she dropped!
"This is Xia Ran, the Xia Family's precious daughter," Jiang Yun said with a smile, pointing at Xia Ran.
"She's also my brother's first love, fiancée!" Fu Yu suddenly interjected, her tone laced with schadenfreude, "If someone hadn't interfered, the one marrying my brother would have been Xia Ran."
Fu Yanhe gave her a warning glance, and she immediately shut her mouth, knowing when to hold her tongue.
Shen Yanhe smiled, remaining silent, and glanced meaningfully at Fu Yanhe.
Rumor had it that the young master of the Fu Family had tormented his three previous fiancées to death; yet, this fiancée was still very much alive.
It seemed that Xia Ran was indeed his true love.
However, judging by his impatient and disgusted demeanor toward Xia Ran earlier, there might be some misunderstanding between the two?
"Yanyan is visiting for the first time today, so I'll cook a couple of signature dishes," said Jiang Yun as she stood up, then smiled at Shen Yanhe asking, "Can Yanyan come to the kitchen to help Mom? Also, tell me what you like to eat and I'll make it for you."
Realizing that Jiang Yun intended to get her out of the way, Shen Yanhe took the opportunity to stand up, "Sure."
As she was about to leave, someone grabbed her wrist, and Fu Yanhe's voice came through, "Be careful, and don't hurt your hand."
Shen Yanhe glanced sideways with a faint smile, "Okay, I'm not a child anymore, don't worry."
Fu Yu also stood up, "Oh, I suddenly remembered I haven't called Yunqian today, I'm going to make a call."
Now, only Fu Yanhe and Xia Ran were left in the living room.
Xia Ran slowly approached Fu Yanhe, her eyes brimming with tears, and whispered, "Yanhe, deep down you still have feelings for me, right?"
"Your rush to marry the girl from the Shen Family, was it because you heard about my engagement with the young master of the Yan Family and wanted to provoke me on purpose?"
"Provoke you?" Fu Yanhe scoffed coldly, his look both heartless and cruel as he shattered her delusions, "You're thinking too much, you're not worth that effort."
"Yanhe, are you still blaming me? Blaming me for breaking off our engagement when you were paralyzed, turning you into the laughingstock of Haicheng?" Xia Ran said urgently.
"I can explain that to you, it wasn't my wish. I was locked in my room by my parents then, and by the time I knew..."
"You don't need to explain to me," Fu Yanhe cut her off, his tone expressionless, "I already have a wife."
"And another thing," Fu Yanhe looked at her coldly, "Miss Xia is already someone else's fiancée, please have some self-respect."
"I, Fu Yanhe, am not a trash can, I don't want garbage that has been touched by others."
Xia Ran closed her eyes briefly, then suddenly stood up, slowly taking off the shawl from around her shoulders, "Yanhe, I... haven't been touched by anyone, I... can prove it to you."
In the living room, it was just the two of them.
Shen Yanhe and Auntie Jiang were in the kitchen, and Fu Yu was upstairs.
She had already told Auntie Jiang that she needed a longer time to talk with Fu Yanhe today.
Therefore, no matter what happened in the living room, they wouldn't come out.
Now was her chance!
A good opportunity to make Fu Yanhe have a change of heart!
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