She Asks for a Divorce Again-Chapter 203 - Substitute
Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Substitute
Chapter 203: Chapter 203 Substitute
When Shen Heyu arrived at the company, Pei Yansi stopped his car by the roadside, just in time to encounter another familiar vehicle passing by.
She glanced at the license plate, which indeed belonged to Shen Jiangli’s car.
It seemed that Shen Jiangli had not expected Pei Yansi to personally drop her off at the company. He parked his car and actively greeted her as he got out.
“Heyu, good morning.”
Shen Heyu smiled and nodded to him in response.
He glanced at Pei Yansi sitting in the car but said nothing. The latter also saw him and initially felt indifferent, but upon seeing the smile that Shen Heyu showed towards Shen Jiangli, he felt a wave of irritation.
Because she had never smiled at him like that before.
Shen Heyu stood next to Shen Jiangli without saying goodbye to Pei Yansi.
Pei Yansi looked heavily at the two, unusually silent, and drove away.
Meanwhile, Han Manyin stepped out of Shen Jiangli’s car.
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She looked Shen Heyu up and down, somewhat in disbelief. She had heard everything about yesterday, but she hadn’t expected Shen Heyu to be so lucky.
To come back without a scratch.
Thinking about what she was about to do to her, Han Manyin involuntarily frowned.
Unaware of the other’s unusual behavior, Shen Heyu was the first to enter the company.
Shen Jiangli, calm and centered, seemed to know at a glance what Han Manyin was thinking.
He pointedly warned, “I’ve already told you, don’t think about playing any tricks. If I find out, you won’t get away with it.”
Han Manyin didn’t understand the sudden remark, but still obediently nodded in agreement.
“President Shen, what kind of schemes could I possibly cook up?” She grabbed Shen Jiangli’s arm and coquettishly swayed it back and forth.
Watching the beauty act coquettishly, like a pitiable pear blossom in the rain, he didn’t give her a hard time.
Obediently following behind him into the president’s office, Han Manyin was actually thinking about what had happened between them the night before. She had stealthily skipped taking her pill, wondering if she might have a chance to carry his child, elevating her status by way of motherhood.
Shen Heyu would then have her comeuppance!
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Shen Heyu was unaware of her thoughts; she was focused on studying the project Pei Yansi had given her.
It was the business Pei Yansi had specially delivered to her a few days after he had messed up her collaboration with Shao You; he had handed it to her personally, and she wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.
This time, the business only involved assisting with the introduction of Shen Group’s products, requiring very detailed product planning and presentations.
She was diligently writing down the product information at her desk when she realized her water cup was empty; she headed to the break room.
There was no one in the break room, and it was quiet. She was rummaging for her usual instant coffee when she heard a very familiar female voice from the restroom.
“I already told you, I don’t have money right now!”
“What do you mean ‘if I’m with President Shen, I must have money’? I’m telling you I don’t have any, and even if you come to the company to confront me, I still won’t have…”
“…”
Shen Heyu was stunned for a moment. The voice belonged to Han Manyin; she could certainly tell. However, the content of the conversation was somewhat explosive. She had never imagined that Han Manyin could possibly be taking money from Shen Jiangli to support someone else?
But between a man and a woman, each took what they needed. Han Manyin’s choice to be with Shen Jiangli, of course, was not based on love, nor was his. He paid money; she offered her body— it was that simple.
Shen Heyu thought about this and felt it was quite normal in today’s society. She had no desire to eavesdrop further and was just about to leave with her coffee when Han Manyin emerged from the restroom.
As the door swung open, Han Manyin saw Shen Heyu standing outside, who was also looking her way. The two unexpectedly came face-to-face.
Han Manyin tightened her grip on her phone and said to Shen Heyu, “What are you doing here?” Then realizing that wasn’t the point— since she was in the tea room, it could only be for one reason— she corrected herself, “Did you hear anything just now?”
“I didn’t hear anything.”
Shen Heyu turned and walked away. Her voice was very calm, and Han Manyin couldn’t tell from her expression or tone whether she was telling the truth.
She could only assume that Shen Heyu really hadn’t heard anything.
After she left, Han Manyin checked her call log, deleted the most recent one, and then made a coffee herself, which she took to Shen Jiangli’s office.
Shen Jiangli was in the final stages of transferring the family business back to the country and wasn’t so busy recently. He was resting on the sofa at that moment and saw his friends suggesting a gathering that evening, insisting on bringing female companions. He agreed immediately without hesitation.
Han Manyin had just brought the coffee over, her voice deliberately sweet, “President Shen, this is your coffee.”
Shen Jiangli liked her voice like that. He took a sip; it was his usual taste, with the water temperature and sweetness just right.
He chuckled softly, pleased, and without a second thought, pulled Han Manyin into his arms, “I’m taking you to a gathering tonight, interested?”
“What kind of gathering?” Of course, Han Manyin was interested. Any time spent with him could be a chance for her to climb the social ladder.
Shen Jiangli said, “To meet a few of my friends.”
Han Manyin was startled for a moment, “Meet, your friends?”
She hadn’t expected that he hadn’t fully acknowledged her status and yet was already planning to take her to meet his friends.
This meant that she had taken a big step forward. What’s more, she had to make sure his friends had a good impression of her tonight to lay the foundation for her rise in status.
Seeing her look of pleasant surprise, Shen Jiangli laughed, pinching her tender flesh playfully, “Happy?”
Han Manyin’s cheeks flushed with shyness, “Yes, happy.”
Shen Jiangli gazed at her face, which, similar to Shen Fanshuang’s, bore some resemblance to Shen Heyu.
After all, Shen Fanshuang and Shen Heyu were siblings.
If Han Manyin were to walk out with Shen Heyu now and simply claim they were sisters based on their looks, people would likely believe them.
Shen Jiangli began transferring the feelings he couldn’t receive from Shen Heyu, little by little, onto Han Manyin. He was aware of this himself.
He wanted to stop it, yet it was too late. Shen Heyu and Pei Yansi were already married; there was no chance for him anymore, especially since he had failed to win her over after so many years by her side…
As a normal adult, he knew why this was happening. Now, all he could do was rely on the slight resemblance Han Manyin bore to Shen Heyu to indulge his emotions.
As if treating Han Manyin as Shen Heyu, he gently patted her head in a rare display of tenderness, “Get ready tonight and dress up nice.”
Han Manyin was moved by his gentle gesture. Not just physically, but emotionally as well.
