Gandan Xue thought for a moment.
That was also true.
Although she didn't know why the Fu Family suddenly wanted an arranged marriage with the Shen Family, she knew that marrying into the Fu Family would bring great benefits.
However, she had lived in Haicheng for so many years and had often heard people say that the Fu Family's eldest son would break the limbs of the women who climbed into his bed and throw them out to fend for themselves, and it was said that he had even abused to death three fiancées.
It was after hearing these rumors that she and Shen Guowei hurriedly deceived Shen Yanhe from the countryside, making her take Yingying's place to suffer in the Fu Family.
If a young lady from a prominent family like Yingying couldn't win the affection of the Fu Family's eldest son, how could Shen Yanhe, a country bumpkin from the countryside, possibly be taken to heart?
Perhaps this time, Shen Yanhe could only grit her teeth and swallow the blood.
Thinking over it carefully, Gandan Xue felt relieved, and a few traces of ferocious malice appeared between her brows and eyes, "That's good, we must teach that little bitch a lesson this time, she swindled five million from our family before she left!"
Although five million wasn't a lot for them, the thought that it had been swindled by that little bitch made her heart feel uncomfortably blocked.
"Mom, don't worry." Shen Yingying slightly lifted her chin, her eyes flickering with a malicious gleam, "I'll make her spit out the money, with interest."
In a room at the Bi Quan Hotel, there was no overseas medical doctor with a Ph.D.
Instead, it was a meticulously prepared gift for Shen Yanhe from her.
She would never allow Shen Yanhe to marry someone of higher status than her!
She just didn't believe it.
The Fu Family would not tolerate her after knowing Shen Yanhe's body was not clean!
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At that moment, at the Fu Family Manor.
Fu Yanhe, who had not caught anyone and had just learned that MX Boxing Ring had been anonymously reported and was cooperating with the police investigation, returned to the manor with an extremely cold expression and a trace of gloom in his eyes.
But he found the manor empty and desolate, aside from the servants, he did not see Shen Yanhe.
Could it be that woman had run away?
Fu Yanhe's expression grew even more cold and dark as he summoned Wu Fang and asked, "Where is the young madam? Hasn't she returned?"
His voice was calm, but beneath the calmness was an ultimate danger, bringing a strong sense of oppression.
"Not yet." A burly man with a square face and a taut body took out his phone emotionlessly, glanced at it, and spoke, "The young madam just sent me a message, saying the Shen Family has found her a cell immunity specialist from overseas with a Ph.D."
"That doctor is staying in room 404 at the Bi Quan Hotel. She's gone to meet him and will be back late."
"It's just..." Wu Fang's usually expressionless face showed a hint of subtlety, "I've checked, and the person staying in room 404 at the hotel is not any medical doctor, but the Second Master of the Chen Family from Haicheng."
Fu Yanhe's eyes suddenly darkened, "Prepare the car."
"To the Bi Quan Hotel."
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As night descended, the inky sky was adorned with stars, and the quiet day in Haicheng gradually became lively.
Inside room 404 of the Bi Quan Hotel.
Chen Family's Second Master Chen Haowu held a wine glass in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, squinting at the phone screen. He scoffed, his face full of flesh bearing a sinister smile, "The person sent by the Shen Family really knows how to play."
"They also like to play cosplay? Have me act as a medical doctor who has returned from studying abroad? Interesting, very interesting. I haven't played this game before, so playing it wouldn't hurt."
"Ding-dong!"
The doorbell rang.
Chen Haowu, wearing a bathrobe, stood up to adjust it and tried hard to put on a kind smile as he went to open the door. When he saw the person standing at the door, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
In front of him stood a woman with a graceful figure, an extremely slim waist, delicate features, a beautiful face, pure and ethereal beauty, and long, smooth hair falling behind her. Her slightly round cat-like eyes added a touch of charm to her innocent demeanor.
The blend of pure and alluring qualities made it impossible to look away from her.
Chen Haowu's smile grew even wider, and he felt very satisfied in his heart.
Not bad, Shen Family.
The merchandise delivered this time is really high-end.
"Hello." Shen Yanhe looked at the middle-aged man standing at the door, wearing a bathrobe, with a bulky and obese figure, his face piled with flesh, and only a few sparse strands of hair on his head. A cold sharpness flickered at the bottom of her eyes, but her face still timidly asked, "Excuse me, are you Dr. Chen?"
Dr. Chen?
Chen Haowu was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly remembered.
Ah right, he's supposed to be cosplaying a returned medical doctor. Given how much he likes this girl, he could patiently entertain her with the play.
Chen Haowu nodded, stepped aside, and smiled, "Yes, I am Dr. Chen. You must be the little Yanhe that Yingying mentioned. Come in, let's talk."
"Okay." Shen Yanhe timidly nodded and stepped inside.
With a licentious smile on his face, Chen Haowu turned and closed the door, locking it from the inside. He leisurely walked toward Shen Yanhe, "I heard from Yingying that you want me to treat your brother?"
Chen Haowu couldn't wait to reach out toward Shen Yanhe's slender shoulders, "If you want me to treat your brother, it's not impossible, but, you have to pay a price. Take good care of me, and I'll satisfy your every need."
It's just about finding a doctor to treat the illness, after all.
After he's had his fun, it wouldn't be a problem to find a few more famous doctors to treat her brother.
Shen Yanhe looked at the salty pig's trotter on her shoulder and curved her red lips into a smile. She raised her hand slowly and latched onto his, "Alright, I'll 'take care' of you right now."
As soon as her words fell, she forcefully twisted Chen Haowu's wrist downward.
"Crack."
"Aaaaaah!"
Chen Haowu's eyes widened, and the severe pain in his wrist made him scream out loud.
Shen Yanhe's hands still tightly clutched his wrist, her face still smiling as she asked him, "Doctor, are you satisfied with this service?"
Enraged, Chen Haowu no longer caring that his hand was still being held, tried to kick out at Shen Yanhe furiously, "Bloody bitch! You're courting death!"
Fuck!
He, Second Master Chen, had been out and about for so long, but no one had ever dared to do this to him! This little wench was as good as dead!
Shen Yanhe's figure nimbly dodged to the side.
Chen Haowu, having lost his target, toppled forward violently, his legs splitting open, doing a split right in front of Shen Yanhe.
In a daze, Chen Haowu seemed to hear the sound of a chicken being smashed along with the eggs, and the intense pain from that unspeakable place made him howl in agony, clutching his crotch and rolling on the ground: "Ahhh!!!"
Shen Yanhe's lips curled into a smile, standing not far away and watching Chen Haowu as if sighing, "Tore it—— did you, uncle? You really are pitiful."
Chen Haowu's face twisted in rage, his fat fingers pointing at her, cursing dirtily, "Fuck you, you cheap bitch! The Shen Family has already given you to me! How dare you do this to me! You just wait! I'll kill you right now!"
"Kill me? Hah!" A fierce light flashed in Shen Yanhe's rounded cat-like pupils as she lifted her foot and gave Chen Haowu a vicious kick to the chest.
Earlier, on the way to the hotel.
Shen Yanhe had completely investigated the person staying in Room 404 of the Biquan Hotel.
She knew that this man before her, Chen Haowu, was not some returnee with a Ph.D. as claimed, but rather the second son of the Chen Family, spoiled from a young age by his parents, he was an arrogant rich second generation who especially liked to play with female college students.
Behind closed doors, he had often used dirty means to force the female students he fancied to succumb to him.
Although she had anticipated it, she didn't expect the Shen Family to be so audacious.
To think they had offered her, the person carrying the title of Mrs. Fu of the Fu Family, to such a degenerate.
But upon reflection, she understood their intentions.
Thinking that she hadn't won the favor of the Fu Family, and with Fu Yanhe being disabled, marrying her off was a loss for them, so they wanted to make full use of her.
It's just a pity…
Their calculations were going to fall through.
A cold glint flashed in the depths of Shen Yanhe's eyes. She clenched her fists, leaving Chen Haowu no chance to speak, and beat him relentlessly.
Her fists, like raindrops, pummeled his body, Chen Haowu went from initial screams and curses to eventual begging and howling: "Stop hitting me, I was wrong, I was wrong, almighty ancestor, I was wrong!"
What's going on here?
Hadn't the Shen Family said that the person they sent was a frail and easily bullied country bumpkin?
The person who's beating him up so ruthlessly is frail and easily bullied?!
It's clear that he's the one who's frail and easily bullied!!
After giving the degenerate a beating, Shen Yanhe felt much of her irritation dissipate. She exhaled lightly, straightened up, and looked at Chen Haowu—who was trying to back away, his face swollen and bruised—with an almost mocking smile: "Still want to kill me? Hmm?"
Chen Haowu, terrified, continued to back away, his hefty body trembling violently: "No no no, not anymore, not anymore."
Then, afraid that Shen Yanhe would hit him again, he blurted out in panic: "I warn you, stop hitting me! I'm now in charge of the Shen Family's lifeline! Don't believe that I can withdraw my investment and make the Shen Family collapse and go bankrupt!"
"Collapse and go bankrupt?"
Shen Yanhe, biting on each word, repeated the phrase slowly, then bent down to look at him and laughed, "It seems the Shen Family hasn't told you."
Chen Haowu was stunned: "What?"
"Although Shen Yingying and I share the same surname, my relationship with their family is not good at all. I, in fact, would love to see their family go bankrupt."
"As for you," Shen Yanhe's round and clear cat-like eyes slightly bent as she stared at him, her eyes filled with menacing malevolence: "There's only you and me in this room. You tell me, what if I were to take care of you, and then pin the blame on Shen Yingying?"
"After all, who would think that a weak person like me could be the murderer?"
Chen Haowu's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with fear, "!!!"
The Shen Family! The Shen Family has betrayed him!
Instead of sending someone easy to bully, they had clearly sent a Rakshasa!
Chen Haowu was never capable of bearing responsibility. Startled by Shen Yanhe's intimidation, he immediately shrank back, trembling uncontrollably, and spilled all the dirty deeds of the Shen Family.
"This has nothing to do with me. It was all that bitch Shen Yingying's plan; she said she'd send someone for me to play with."
"She also said that person liked to play cosplay, especially fond of returned overseas scholars, telling me to cosplay as a returning medical Ph.D., I believed her and that's why I did that to you! Everything else has nothing to do with me!"
"Anyway, you were not harmed by me! Let me go! I can ensure the Chen Family won't pursue you!"
"I can let you go," Shen Yanhe's eyebrows lifted slightly, she took out her phone, tilted her head, and gave him a small smile, "You just need to pose for me in a few ways, and I will let you off."
Chen Haowu was already scared out of his wits, nodding repeatedly, "I'll cooperate with you! I'll cooperate with you!"
As long as he could survive, he was willing to do anything!
Shen Yanhe didn't drag things out. She made Chen Haowu grimace in pain while obeying her commands, striking several deeply shameful poses.
Clicking away, she captured the photos, her eyes skimming over images of him embracing the air and puckering lips for kisses that were difficult to bear, her gaze flickering with profound meaning.
As someone who knew a bit about Photoshop.
It was time to prepare a small gift for Shen Yingying.
Consider it a return gift for her scheme this time.
Chen Haowu sat on the ground, panting, his peripheral vision caught Shen Yanhe looking at her phone.
Fury rose from his heart, and evil encroached upon his courage. He grabbed the ashtray that had fallen to the ground because of his struggle and tugged away tablecloth, and with ruthless determination in his eyes, he stood up and smashed it towards her head.
"You bitch! Die!!"
Shen Yanhe's eyelids fluttered as she was about to kick out.
Suddenly, a loud "bang, bang" sound came from the doorway.
Shen Yanhe's eyes flickered, and the calm expression instantly turned into a frantic, helpless look. She stumbled and fell to the ground, her hands raised in front of her face, crying out, "Don't hit me!"
Just as she cried out, the door was forcefully kicked open from outside.
Immediately following, Chen Haowu, who had a fierce look on his face as he was holding the ashtray to smash on her head, was kicked flying out, collapsing into the sofa in the room and sinking into it, "Ahh—!"
Shen Yanhe, who had fallen over, was then pulled up by a large, slender hand.
Shen Yanhe, caught off guard by the pull, stumbled as she stood up and sat down on a warm and soft place.
She hesitated for a moment, struggling to get up, but her slender waist was tightly gripped by a large hand, and the back of her head was pressed into a pleasant-smelling, slightly cool embrace.
After sheltering the person in his embrace, Fu Yanhe's long and narrow eyes glanced at Chen Haowu on the floor, pausing for a few seconds as he looked at him like a pig's head.
Then, the cool hand gripping the slender waist of the person in his arms tightened, and his extremely dark eyes turned icy cold, looking at Chen Haowu as if staring at a dead man, "Wu Fang."
The chilly, magnetic voice carried bone-chilling coldness filled with violent ferocity.
"Waste him."