The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 395: Two Hearts Beat as One

Soon, a photo came through in the group chat.

A pristine white wedding dress, with a patch of red and purple staining the chest area—it looked like blood at first glance.

The group was abuzz with everyone suggesting solutions.

"Why don’t we have the designer add a patch of fabric over the chest?"

"Adding fabric would look so ugly, better to go for express dry cleaning."

"Dry cleaning might not remove the stain."

"Oh no, what to do? How about buying a new wedding dress on the spur of the moment?"

"Look at the time now, forget about the stores not being open, I doubt we could even get hold of anyone on the phone."

Jiang Man glanced at the time on her cellphone.

Indeed, it was only a little past four in the morning.

Seeing everyone chatting noisily without coming to a solution, she couldn’t sit still any longer.

She simply got up and went to the restroom to wash her face.

"Sister Man?" Wu Yingfan yawned as he waited at the front door.

He had been added to the group of groomsmen by Hu Ming, and they happened to be discussing this very issue.

"Let’s go to the Chen Family’s place," Jiang Man said calmly.

"What’s going on? How did the wedding dress get such a large stain?"

Jiang Man neither confirmed nor denied.

It wasn’t time to draw conclusions yet; she had to see for herself on the scene.

...

The hotel was about a ten-minute drive from the Chen Family’s house.

When Jiang Man entered the villa, the Chen Family were pacing anxiously in the lobby, like ants on a hot pan.

Hu Ming and his groomsmen could only fret—it was not the auspicious time yet, so they couldn’t show up at the Chen Family’s house.

Jiang Man’s arrival was undoubtedly a relief for Hu Ming.

"Sis, help me see what’s going on, call me anytime."

Over the phone, Hu Ming was clearly frantic.

Jiang Man nodded: "Don’t worry."

She was calm and composed, after all, she was someone accustomed to dealing with high-pressure situations.

She ascended to the second floor and entered Chen Anna’s room.

The bridesmaids were holding the dress, at a loss for what to do.

This wedding dress was worth six million and had been custom-made by an internationally renowned wedding gown designer.

Chen Anna had been looking forward to standing out as the most beautiful bride with the help of this gown.

But now all her dreams were dashed.

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Chen Anna was dressed in a traditional wedding costume, adorned with pure gold ornaments. The crown on her head, the bangles on her hands, and the necklace around her neck were all pure gold.

She was a vision of glittering gold, yet the sadness on her face could not be concealed.

Jiang Man walked over and patted the back of Chen Anna’s hand, reassuring her.

She then turned towards the bridesmaids, examined the stain on the dress, felt it, and sniffed it.

"This stain is not hard to wash out, it’s iodine," Jiang Man stated coolly, glancing at the bride sitting on the bed. "The wedding officially starts at 12 noon. It’s just after 4 am now, seven hours is more than enough."

"Really can it be cleaned completely? Will it leave no trace?" Chen Anna asked skeptically.

She had consulted the household servants, and they couldn’t guarantee a stain-free result.

Moreover, the detergent could damage the dress, and no one could be sure what state the gown would be in after washing.

"It can be cleaned without leaving a trace," Jiang Man’s expression remained serene. "Pack the wedding dress and hand it over to me, I’ll have it cleaned and bring it directly to the wedding venue."

Chen Anna furrowed her brows and thought for a moment.

"Okay, take it."

Upon hearing this, the bridesmaids fetched a dust bag and carefully packed the dress into it.

Because the dress was expensive, a special box was needed to carry it.

It required at least two people to carry the one-meter wide, two-meter long box.

"Let’s go," Jiang Man led the way, signaling the bodyguards to grab the dress and follow her.

After she and Wu Yingfan left, Mrs. Chen entered the bridal room, her face filled with concern: "Have we really handed over the dress to her? What if she can’t clean it? She’s not a professional dry cleaner after all."

"She’ll be fine," Chen Anna said with a determined look in her eyes.

In these past few days, she had witnessed Jiang Man’s excellence.

Although Manman usually kept a low profile, she was actually concealing her talent.

You never know her true capabilities, or what kind of surprises she can bring to you.

Mrs. Chen was still worried about Jiang Man since she hadn’t interacted with her much.

"We still need to have a backup plan. I’ll contact the boss at ML and get a ready-made wedding dress about your size over here."

ML is the largest bridal design studio in Harbour City, with many celebrities supporting local designers by choosing it.

In recent years, the wedding dresses from ML had caught many eyes during fashion week, and their global fame had greatly increased.

After making her decision, Mrs. Chen comforted her daughter.

Chen Anna felt a hollow feeling inside.

Which bride could cheer up when such a mishap occurred on her wedding day?

Luckily, Hu Ming was great at cheering people up, sending her several text messages.

"Good things come through adversity."

Then he sent a video to cheer her up.

Hu Ming stood in front of the camera performing magic, conjuring a red rose for her.

"Don’t worry, wife. You are beautiful, it’s not the clothes that complement you, but you complement the clothes. You’ll look just as beautiful in any other wedding dress."

"That’s right," Chen Anna pouted, and her mood finally improved a bit.

...

After Jiang Man received the wedding dress, she immediately called Hu Xianyun to ask if she could borrow his laboratory again.

Hu Xianyun said he would arrange everything and told her to come straight to the lab.

When Jiang Man arrived at the laboratory door with her bodyguard, she indeed saw two figures.

One was a doctor in a white lab coat who looked as if he was on nightshift.

Hu Xianyun patted his classmate to show his appreciation, "I’ll take you out to eat tomorrow."

"No need to be polite," his classmate waved his hand, "I need to get back to the clinic for my shift."

As he was leaving, his gaze fell on Jiang Man, and he smiled at her.

"What do you need the lab for?" Hu Xianyun hadn’t had the chance to ask over the phone.

"Didn’t you read the messages in the group?" Jiang Man raised an eyebrow, "To wash a wedding dress."

"I’ll help you, be your assistant."

"You?" Jiang Man’s eyes sized him up.

With an expression that didn’t waver, Hu Xianyun replied, "Outsiders are not allowed in the lab, and the dress is so bulky. How can you manage without help? I’m at least more useful than your clueless friend."

He glanced at Wu Yingfan as he said this.

"Achoo~" Wu Yingfan promptly sneezed and rubbed his nose, "What’s that about? Is someone bad-mouthing me?"

"Pfft." Jiang Man laughed, sliding her hands into her pants pockets, "Okay then, Antarctic Scientific Researcher, you must be more skilled than my clueless friend."

"Fanzi, you don’t need to come in and help. My Fifth Brother will be my assistant," she called out louder.

"Oh, okay," Wu Yingfan nodded and made himself comfortable on a nearby bench, "Then I’ll have a little nap."

Jiang Man smiled; she hadn’t realized before how clueless Fanzi was.

Reminded by Fifth Brother, it dawned on her.

And indeed, he was rather clueless... adorably so.

"Let’s go," Hu Xianyun motioned for the bodyguard to hand the long box to him.

He grabbed the edge of the box all by himself and carried it towards the lab.

For most people, carrying something so long would be awkward.

Not for him, though. He was tall and straight with a steady pace.

It looked as if he was carrying a light AK rifle, not a wedding dress box.

He set the box on the lab table, with a serious expression, "We need to test the stain composition first, then concoct the right cleaning solution."

"No need for all that," Jiang Man locked the lab door behind her.

"It’s stained with iodophor."

Upon hearing ’iodophor’, Hu Xianyun’s reaction was almost immediate, and his tone was light, "An oxidation-reduction reaction, indeed simple."

The two shared a moment of tacit understanding, almost speaking in unison, "Will you do the washing, or shall I?"