Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot! Chapter 2

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiao Xin stumbled backward. Without Su Xue's support, she would've collapsed to the floor.

She had anticipated that Qiao Nian wouldn't go along with the marriage quietly. Time was running short before her dispatch to the Gu family. The mere idea made Qiao Xin shiver with dread. She refused to wed that doomed man—no way!

Noting Qiao Xin's defeated look, Su Xue whispered, “Qiao Nian, what's done is done. You're the older sister. Can't you yield to Qiao Xin? She's your younger sister!”

“Hand over the shares, and I'll take your place in the marriage. Refuse, and don't fault me for getting rough!” Qiao Nian grinned slyly like a crafty fox. Those shares came from her grandmother, and she wouldn't surrender them to outsiders.

“You monster! You ought to be thankful just for returning home, but you demand shares!” Qiao Shan bellowed, chest heaving, his face shadowed with rage as he glowered at Qiao Nian. If he'd foreseen this daughter's vile nature, he'd have abandoned her long ago to spare himself the headache. “Do you still count as part of the Qiao family or not?”

“Haven't you declared ages ago that I'm no longer Qiao family?” Qiao Nian eyed the living room clock. Three in the morning already. “I recall the Gu family arrives at six a.m. to fetch someone. Your time's nearly up!”

“Sister.” Qiao Xin rushed to Qiao Nian's side, reaching for her hand, only for Qiao Nian to fling it away forcefully. Qiao Xin's delicate hand flushed red instantly, and she fought back tears.

“Qiao Nian, how dare you strike Qiao Xin's hand? Are you courting death?!” Su Xue wailed. Seeing the red mark on Qiao Xin's hand twisted her heart, reddening her own eyes.

“That count as striking?” Qiao Nian arched a brow. Amid Su Xue's stunned stare, she spun and delivered a sharp slap to Qiao Xin's cheek.

“Pa!”

The sharp slap echoed through the room.

A vivid handprint bloomed on Qiao Xin's face, pain bringing tears to her eyes. Clutching her cheek, she sat frozen, clueless about her offense.

“Qiao Nian!” Su Xue shrieked. She gaped at Qiao Nian in shock. All these years, she'd shielded Qiao Xin from any hardship. She couldn't fathom Qiao Nian slapping her like this.

“What do you expect? You claimed I hit her. Here's a real demonstration! Watch what hitting truly means!” Qiao Nian's lips hooked up coldly as she eyed Su Xue, who had her arm raised to strike back. “Come on, hit me!”

“Mom, stop!” Fearing Su Xue would actually strike Qiao Nian, Qiao Xin blocked her hastily. Knowing Qiao Nian's resolve, she gazed at her tearfully. “Sister, take the shares—I'm willing!”

“Pa!”

Without pause, Qiao Nian slapped Qiao Xin's other cheek. Now symmetrical handprints marked both sides of her face.

“What are you doing?!” Su Xue yanked Qiao Xin protectively behind her. She lunged to slap Qiao Nian but got restrained by Qiao Xin again. Fuming, she could only shoot daggers at Qiao Nian. “You beast!”

“Those shares were mine originally. You're merely restoring them to me. Stop acting so victimized. Outsiders might assume I'd robbed you.” Qiao Nian rose leisurely, flashing Qiao Xin a smile. In a steady tone, she added, “Transfer the shares to my name immediately. Or else, even if you ship me to the Gu family, I'll spill every detail of this substitute bride scheme!”

“You wouldn't dare!” Qiao Shan had bottled his fury till now. Qiao Nian's audacity ignited him; he pounded the table, surging to his feet. Looming before her, face purple with rage, his hand trembled at his side, poised to strike.

“Care to test me?” Qiao Nian slitted her eyes. Glancing at Qiao Xin's marked face, her smile widened brilliantly.

“Alright, taking the shares right now!” Qiao Shan whipped out his phone, accessed the company system, and swiftly transferred Qiao Nian's rightful shares back to her.

Qiao Nian got the notification and tapped 'Agree' at once. She nodded approvingly at Qiao Shan with a grin. Then, eyeing Qiao Xin's face casually, she remarked, “Qiao Xin, don't you still owe me something?”

Qiao Xin sobbed uncontrollably. Hearing Qiao Nian, she dabbed her tears and lifted her gaze pleadingly. “Sister, what do you mean?”

Qiao Nian approached Qiao Xin. Her eye corner twitched, a chill flickering in her gaze. Locking eyes with Qiao Xin's shifty look, she probed pointedly, “Where's the jade pendant I brought home five years back?”

That jade pendant served as a token from the man—the sole link to locate him!

Qiao Xin stared at Qiao Nian, wide-eyed, tears streaming.

That pendant's quality was exquisite, rarity unmatched—even surpassing her million-yuan purchase. Qiao Xin sensed its owner must be wealthy beyond measure.

“I… I have no idea!” How could Qiao Xin hand back the jade pendant? She believed it held immense worth.

“Pa!”

“Pa!”

With precise, fluid motions, Qiao Nian landed two more slaps on Qiao Xin. Noting blood at Qiao Xin's lip corner, she lifted a brow. “Return it within two days, or you might not stay so intact!”

Qiao Xin gawked at Qiao Nian, disbelieving.

What did that imply?

Was Qiao Nian threatening to disable her?

Qiao Xin quaked. Dropping her gaze, she rolled her eyes back and feigned collapse.

Qiao Nian ignored it, heading upstairs instead.

Her old bedroom door was gone. Qiao Nian moved to Qiao Xin's adjacent room and pushed it open. Then she discovered the Qiao family had demolished the dividing wall. Her former space now formed Qiao Xin's expansive closet.

Qiao Nian surveyed the glittering jewelry and finery in the closet. Her eyes dulled.

Exiting, she spotted Su Xue hurrying over in panic.

Su Xue shot Qiao Nian a venomous glare. “The makeup artist's arrived. Get downstairs for your prep!”

Qiao Nian stayed silent, descending the stairs.

Eying Qiao Nian's outfit, Su Xue scowled. “Change it!”

Su Xue entered Qiao Xin's room and tossed Qiao Nian a brand-new garment, tag intact. Icily, she ordered, “Put this on!”

Qiao Nian had no desire to keep the hospital gown on. After switching, she went down and allowed the makeup artist to work. Once prepared, the Gu family's bridal car pulled up.

Treading the red carpet toward the car, Qiao Nian noticed a child slump unconscious in the lively throng, his complexion deathly pale.

“So ominous!” Su Xue, nearby, wrinkled her nose in disgust. “He's clearly faking it for a scam. Keep clear!”

With that, Su Xue dragged Qiao Shan off.

Qiao Nian glanced over; the child's attire used fine fabric, impeccably cut, evidently bespoke. In her bridal gown, she approached.

By now, the child lay alone.. No one dared assist, fearing entanglement.