Forced marriage by a substitute bride? The spoiled son of a prominent Beijing socialite! His whole f

He Yan's gaze turned cold.

"Xiaoyan, we're not forcing you to get married."

After being exposed, He Zhengyuan tried to cover it up, explaining with a troubled expression: "The Bo family has sent people to bring up the marriage proposal several times. Yiyi is too young to leave home. We just want you to meet with President Bo."

Back then, the He family's pharmaceutical research factory encountered financial problems, and it was only through the Bo family's investment that they were able to overcome the difficulties. Therefore, the two families arranged a marriage.

The Bo family had not mentioned the engagement again for years, until news broke that Bo Siheng was seriously ill, which was obviously an attempt to bring good luck through marriage.

"You're so old now, it's normal for your family to arrange a blind date between you and President Bo."

Su Wan felt a sense of unease towards He Yan and stood at the door without coming in.

Yiyi is well-behaved and beautiful, the apple of her eye. Now that she has nothing left, how can she be forced to marry into the Bo family?

I heard that Mr. Bo is infertile and has no heir.

If Yiyi marries him, she will be widowed at a young age, and her life will be ruined.

She couldn't bear to part with it, and she absolutely refused!

"You should listen to your parents."

He Yan looked down at her phone and wasn't listening.

Su Wan was even more annoyed by her attitude.

"The Bo family is the richest family. Even if we really want you to marry into their family, you will still enjoy a life of luxury."

Su Wan felt that the Bo family might not be interested in He Yan.

But Yiyi is different. She ranks first among the socialites and heiresses in Beijing, and no man can resist her charm.

"Did you hear me?"

Seeing He Yan's unyielding attitude, Su Wan immediately lost her patience and put pressure on He Zhengyuan with her eyes.

He Zhengyuan carefully chose his words and said, "Xiaoyan, as long as you meet with President Bo, if the Bo family proposes to annul the engagement, the He family can readily agree."

He has three children, only Yiyi is a student of Professor Zhong at the medical school, and she is also the only doctor who can take over the He family's pharmaceutical research factory.

The problem is that the Bo family specifically requested that Yiyi marry into their family.

The He family was unwilling, but they could only delay and dared not mention annulment, since offending the Bo family in Beijing would have serious consequences.

"Is He Yiyi unfilial and disobedient?"

He Yan felt a little sleepy as she listened, and lazily propped her forehead up with her hand.

She looked at Su Wan and returned the words: "If her parents want her to get married, she certainly won't refuse. I also congratulate her on marrying into the richest family and enjoying a life of luxury."

Su Wan was suddenly enraged by these words and loudly rebuked them, disregarding her composure.

"You don't even speak politely to your parents..."

"I'm going to take a nap."

He Yan stood up and dismissed them.

After being turned away.

He Zhengyuan, unable to save face, advised, "Xiaoyan is still our biological daughter. Let's forget about it and think of another way."

"I will never let Yiyi marry into the Bo family and become a widow!"

Su Wan felt resentful.

I don't know if He Yan and her birth charts are incompatible, but she made her so angry on the first day she returned home.

After closing the door.

He Yan packed her luggage and pulled out a jade pendant from her bag, thinking of the antidote she had used in the car last night.

She took her laptop and sat down on the edge of the bed, operating the keyboard with one hand.

Just then, my friend Lin An'an called.

"Ayan, someone on the dark web has offered Ace 100 million to find out the whereabouts of the successor of the Divine Doctor. Old Dong is pressing for it."

He Yan went to the Beijing Municipal Road Traffic Monitoring Bureau to find the license plate number of that Rolls-Royce.

"I'm not taking any orders recently, so please turn them all down."

"Okay, no one can force Ace to do something she doesn't want to do."

Lin An'an continued on the phone, "There are still assassin organizations looking for you in the countryside, but you are temporarily safe now that you're back at the He family's house. All sorts of forces are eyeing Doctor Feng's prescriptions, and even if they offer you a high price for treatment, it could be a trap. You must be careful."

He Yan paused, a slight emotion flickering in her eyes.

A year ago, her mentor, Feng Xianhe, who had raised her since childhood, was captured and killed by a mysterious organization.

She was unable to find any clues about the real culprit.

Until the He family's pharmaceutical factory announced that it would make a special medicine based on the miracle doctor's unique formula.

If the He family really has the prescription, then the real culprit who killed the master might be hiding in the He family!

"Don't worry, I will find out the truth."

After hanging up the phone, He Yan also found out the information about that Rolls-Royce.

"What a coincidence that it's a car from the Bo family?"

The man who was poisoned last night is the same person as the rumored seriously ill head of the Bo family!

He Yan made her decision after reviewing Bo Siheng's information.

You must avenge wrongs and repay kindness.

...

That evening, the He family prepared a celebratory banquet.

When He Yan woke up from her afternoon nap, the housekeeper asked her to come downstairs.

"Xiao Yan, come and eat."

At the head of the table sat the kindly-smiling Old Master He, with He Zhengyuan sitting beside him.

He Yan had just sat down.

The old man added food to her bowl and said with concern, "You're so thin, eat more meat."

He Yan nodded as she took a bite.

"It's delicious."

Normally, her junior apprentices take turns cooking for her, and the food tastes worse than the last.

"If it tastes good, just eat more."

Grandpa He turned to He Zhengyuan and asked, "A family meal should be all together. Why hasn't your wife arrived yet?"

A moment later, Su Wan and He Yiyi arrived late.

He Yiyi greeted them politely, but her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had been crying.

As soon as Su Wan sat down, she couldn't help but say, "Dad, now that He Yan has been brought back, we should inform the Bo family about the marriage agreement between our two families and arrange for them to meet He Yan."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

Upon hearing this, Old Master He put down his chopsticks with a stern face and rebuked, "The Bo family wants to marry Yiyi. If she really doesn't want to marry, you should break off the engagement with the Bo family. The He family will bear any consequences, instead of you forcing Xiaoyan to marry in place of Yiyi."

"With Grandpa here, Xiaoyan, no one can force you to get married."

The old man's protectiveness brought a smile to He Yan's face.

"I will marry into the Bo family."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her in shock.

He Yiyi looked up and smiled as she offered her blessings: "Sister, congratulations on marrying into the richest family and enjoying a life of luxury."

He Yan raised an eyebrow; those words sounded familiar.

Su Wan couldn't hide her surprise and delight.

He Zhengyuan breathed a sigh of relief and did not stop him.

It seems that since He Yan took the initiative to agree to marry in his place, he felt no guilt.

"I just don't know if the Bo family will agree to replace him."

...

The following day, at the Bo family manor.

Bo Siheng sat on the living room sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

In the height of summer, temperatures rise.

He was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and still felt cold.

Yu Cheng returned and reported that they still hadn't found the woman who had broken into the Bo family's car the night before.

Bo Siheng opened his eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "Keep searching."

When the poison took effect, his memory was confused, and he couldn't remember the woman's face or find any clues.

"You won't take an order even if I offer you 100 million? Ace is the most powerful hacker on the dark web. If you take the order, you must hire him to help me find the successor of the divine doctor. If 100 million isn't enough, then it'll be 1 billion. In short, I want results!"

Jiang Lu, who was on the phone, was the heir of the Jiang family and the only close friend Bo Siheng could trust who knew his true physical condition.

That year, he tried every means to find a descendant of a legendary healer to cure Bo Siheng's poison.

The butler then came to report: "Young Master, Miss He has arrived."

"He Yiyi? Is she here to discuss a marriage agreement?"

Jiang Lu expressed her dissatisfaction when the He family was mentioned.

"They've come to discuss a marriage," the butler explained. "But the person who came is Miss He Yan."

"He Yan?"

Bo Siheng frowned.

Soon, Jiang Lu found out about the real and fake He family heiresses.

"It turns out that He Yan is the real heiress of the He family. I heard that she is unreasonable and took all of He Yiyi's things after returning home. The He family deliberately delayed the marriage because they were reluctant to marry He Yiyi, who was ranked first on the socialite list."

Jiang Lu said with displeasure, "The He family is incredibly audacious, not even putting the Bo family in their eyes. They have no right to replace He Yan with another woman in this marriage!"

"Did He Yan come alone? Please let her in."

Bo Siheng narrowed his eyes, suddenly very curious about the true daughter of the He family's intentions.

A moment later, the butler led He Yan in.

He Yan wore a ponytail, a T-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. Her fair face and bright eyes gave her a cool and aloof look.

She walked directly toward Bo Siheng, smelling the lingering scent of the antidote pills on him.

I didn't even have a chance to see his face clearly the night before last.

His handsome features were somewhat gaunt from illness, yet his eyes and brows remained deep and captivating. However, his skin was excessively pale, revealing purplish-blue veins beneath, indicating extreme yin and coldness, suggesting severe poisoning.

"He's quite handsome."

As He Yan bent over, her long ponytail slipped down her shoulders and brushed past Bo Siheng's nose.

Bo Siheng was caught off guard and lost in thought.

Why did he feel that she looked a bit like the woman in the car that night?