Mr. Fu, You Are The Substitute

Chapter 22: The Bastard and The Bitch, A Match Made in Hell

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

I scanned around. The servants at home didn’t dare to make a sound, fearing that it would implicate them.

Auntie Lan didn’t expect me to speak up for her and cause such a situation. She hurried to the old lady and apologized.

“Old Madam, it’s all my fault. Please get up quickly. The floor is cold!”

When Grandma heard this, her voice became even more resentful. “What’s your fault? It’s all Jiang Ran’s fault. Eventually, she’ll destroy this family!”

I turned my back on her. I did not want to say anything more.

After I left holding the hem of my dress, Auntie Lan chased me to the door and called me, “Missy, don’t take what happened to heart. The old lady didn’t mean any harm.”

“I know.”

I turned around and glanced at Auntie Lan. Seeing that she seemed to have something to say but was afraid to, I asked, “Aunt Lan, do you have anything else to say?”

She glanced behind her and said carefully, “Madam’s health hasn’t been very good recently. She asked me to hide it from you…”

“My mother is ill?”

“Yes, she has been taking medicine to nourish her body recently.”

I’d been thinking about Auntie Lan’s words throughout my journey. My mother was sick, but I was the last person to know. The whole family was keeping it from me.

It wasn’t until I arrived at the hotel that I perked up. With my head held high and my chest puffed out, I entered the banquet, of which Jiang Yu was the female lead.

My graceful figure immediately attracted many gazes. Many people raised their glasses to express their compliments, but I was only concerned about what Jiang Yu was going to do that night.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared. Just as I was curious about why he was there, Jiang Yu’s delicate and boneless hand latched onto his shoulder.

The two of them whispered before they looked at me at the same time.

“Sister, let me introduce you. This is my fiancé, He Zhizhou.”

Jiang Yu’s mushy voice sounded. The two of them were already standing right in front of me.

I stared at He Zhizhou. It was an indescribable feeling. My heart felt like a rock was stuck in it.

It got heavier and heavier.

“What a coincidence! I also know a man called He Zhizhou, but he’s a two-faced jerk.”

I turned and glared at Jiang Yu coldly.

Her smile remained. Those words weren’t enough to hurt her. “I’ve heard Ah Zhou talk about the stories between you two, but after all, that was in the past.”

He Zhizhou replied helplessly, “Yes, it’s all in the past.”

My spirits drooped, and my lips stiffened into a smile.

“Mr. He is really forgetful. He came to me a few days ago to express his sincerity and begged me to return to him. And now he is getting engaged? You sure can control your love freely.”

Upon hearing my words, Jiang Yu forced a smile.

“Sis, don’t say that about him.”

He Zhizhou stared at me with an unreadable expression.

Jiang Yu’s gaze turned icy as jealousy surged in her eyes. She was unwilling to admit defeat so easily, so how could she forgo the opportunity to display her affection in front of me?

She patted the back of He Zhizhou’s hand, and he bent down to listen to her whispers.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of such a loving couple?

Ha, they are perfect for each other, a bastard, and a bitch.

The two of them behaved so lowly. It was extremely disgusting.

I tensed up, but I saw a figure slowly approaching me from the corner of my eye.

It was Fu Hansheng.

Only when he was close enough to embrace my waist did I realize it was him!

However, I didn’t tell him to come here today. Could it be Jiang Yu?

He Zhizhou’s eyes darkened.

“We meet again, Mr. Fu.”

My heart throbbed painfully as I stared at my fake ‘husband-on-paper’. How would he act in front of others?

There was a teasing glint in Fu Hansheng’s eyes as he said, “Mr. He, it’s truly a case of friendly fire. Last time, I even misunderstood that you were a fool who pestered my wife. I didn’t expect you to become my brother-in-law in the blink of an eye.”

Jiang Yu saw the situation was amiss and whispered, “Ah Zhou, let’s go over first.”

It wasn’t until their figures faded from sight that my heart, which was throbbing painfully, slowly regained its strength. I took a deep breath and stabilized my weak legs.

“Jiang Ran, did you know that your lover deliberately tailgated my car last time?”

“Back then, I thought that you two were still lovers, but now it seems like it was just a joke..”