Substitute Wife: The Mysterious Emperor and Young Master Loves Deeply

"No! Shang Jiachen! I don't believe you would do this to me!"

In the middle of the night, a shrill cry came from a single-family villa at the top of Hongguo.

Chu Qianmo, who was wearing a light golden Xiuhe suit, was grabbed by a strong man and slapped hair that had been sprayed with hairspray, and slammed it against the wall on one side!

Chu Qianmo only felt a "bang", and her head hit the wall, and the pain like severed head quickly spread to her whole body.

She couldn't help but let out a shrill cry, and before she had time to think, the man grabbed her hair again and carried her in front of the pair of sluts like a bag.

The man let go of his hand, and Chu Qianmo suddenly fell to the ground, as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.

The messy hair on her forehead was brushed away, and her blurred vision suddenly became clear.

The man sitting in front of her was none other than her childhood sweetheart, her fiancé, Shang Jiachen, who had loved each other for many years and was about to get married.

Not long after she changed into Xiuhe clothes, she was looking forward to the upcoming wedding happily. Unexpectedly, he suddenly brought a woman who was exactly like her into the house, and quickly dismissed all the people in the villa.

At this moment, he was sitting on the extremely luxurious white leather sofa like an emperor watching the world. She was very familiar with every vein and every pore on that handsome face.

But this person she is most familiar with in the world is suddenly as strange as a devil from hell:

"Now, do you believe it?"

His voice was chilly, and two hateful gazes shot out of his pupils, like two sharp knives, piercing straight into Chu Qianmo's heart, causing her internal organs to rip apart from the pain.

"Shang Jiachen, why?"

Tears flowed from her long and narrow Danfeng eyes, and she asked with a sob.

It all happened so suddenly, they had just spent each other by the bedside yesterday, and Shang Jiachen's love words were still in my ears.

He said that she must be her for the rest of his life, and let her wait for him to marry him.

Unexpectedly, Shang Jiachen suddenly changed his face when the matter came to an end.

"Because you are a bastard, you are not worthy of Jiachen at all—ah, no, it should be said that from now on, you are no longer worthy of being Chu Qianmo, and I will replace him."

A crisp female voice sounded in the living room, and the one who spoke was the woman who had been sitting beside Shang Jiachen, holding hands with him the whole time.

The woman leaned down and pulled Chu Qianmo's hair violently, forcing her to look at her.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chu Qianmo would have found it hard to believe that there would suddenly appear in this world a woman with exactly the same facial features, eyebrows, eyes, even hair color, and voice!

"who are you?"

Chu Qianmo, who was on the verge of collapse, felt a fear she had never experienced before, and she asked in a trembling voice.

"Chu Qianmo, from now on, I will be you, and who you are, you have to ask Brother Jiachen—"

Sensing Chu Qianmo's fear, the woman let out a series of sharp laughter triumphantly.

Her cry of "Brother Jiachen" made Chu Qianmo's eyes widen in an instant, and he shouted suffocatingly as if his throat was being strangled by the hand of fate:

"You...you are Lin Shujing! No, it's impossible!"

Chu Qianmo's body instantly became limp as mud.

In this world, only Lin Shujing has been calling him "Brother Jiachen" since childhood.

The three of them grew up together, and she didn't like Lin Shujing, but Lin Shujing always followed them like a follower, until she suddenly disappeared a year ago and disappeared from their sight.

Chu Qianmo never expected that when Lin Shujing reappeared, she turned into another self in a strange way.

Seeing that Chu Qianmo could still recognize who she was, the woman's laughter became more presumptuous for a moment. She grabbed Chu Qianmo's hair with one hand, and with the other hand, she gave a hard blow to each of her left and right faces. He slapped his hands hard, and then said triumphantly:
"From now on, Brother Jiachen will be my husband! And you, after tonight, will completely disappear from this world..."

The corners of Lin Shujing's mouth were crooked, and that face that was exactly the same as Chu Qianmo's showed endless viciousness. She swung her bow left and right, until the corner of Chu Qianmo's mouth was bleeding, and finally let her go.

Chu Qianmo's chaotic brain gradually became clearer. She vaguely remembered that just a year ago, Hanya Biotechnology Group launched a new plastic surgery project. At that time, countless human specimens were sent to the laboratory. The name of the project was , It's called face changing.

Could it be that Shang Jiachen made Lin Shujing... no, Chu Qianmo didn't dare to think about it any further.

Jia Chen clearly loves himself as much as his life, he didn't treat him like this, he definitely wouldn't...

Chu Qianmo subconsciously shook her head, she crawled in front of Shang Jiachen like a dog, and hugged Shang Jiachen's thigh:

"Jiachen, are you kidding me, right? You love me, you said I was your life..."

Chu Qianmo begged for love in a mournful voice, and the scenes of the day and night together were shown in front of her eyes like a movie. In her memory, Shang Jiachen was cold to the whole world, but to herself, he was as warm as the sun.

But at this moment, he seemed to be bent over by the devil suddenly, allowing others to abuse him like this, but he had no mercy.

Chu Qianmo's tears rolled down, and that touching slap face was full of pitiful sadness.

Shang Jiachen subconsciously looked away.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked Chu Qianmo hard like kicking away a begging puppy.

He spoke again, but his tone was still as cold as a knife:

"I never loved you, no one, would love the daughter of an enemy."

He used all his strength in this kick, and Chu Qianmo was kicked away like a ball.

A dull pain hit her chest, and she spit out a mouthful of blood. The pain was no longer enough to numb her. At this moment, her mind was filled with countless question marks.

They obviously grew up together, and he has always been grateful to his mother Jiang Ya.

When did she suddenly become the daughter of the enemy in his eyes?
Memories from the past kept pouring in like a tide, and Chu Qianmo racked his brains to recall them desperately.

She knew that Shang Jiachen had completely changed, and she really wanted to ask clearly, so she could give up on it.

However, Shang Jiachen didn't even want to give her this little time.

"Two hours later, the reception will be carried out according to the auspicious time. You are all ready. As for her, get rid of her!"

Shang Jiachen just dropped a cold sentence, without looking at her again, he turned and left the villa decisively.