Chapter 3 Happy Wedding

Author: Wen Guqing

Chapter 3 Happy Wedding

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Bo Muyan had left, Xu Yan quickly stepped forward to help Tong Yao.

"Thank you." Tong Yao's face was pale and she had an ugly smile on her lips, "Please stay away from me in the future."

Otherwise, she will be implicated.

Xu Yan looked at Tong Yao's retreating figure and couldn't help but sigh.

How did she offend Mr. Bo?

Tong Yao deliberately moved slowly towards the car.

I wonder who he will be dragged into marrying later, whether that person will be even more disgusting than the old man last night.

Thinking of this, the unknown fear swept through Tong Yao's body. She stopped in front of the car door and refused to get in the car.

"I don't have to go..."

Bo Muyan pinched the back of Tong Yao's neck with one hand and roughly threw her into the car.

With a bang, Tong Yao's head hit the car door on the other side hard. She endured the severe pain in her body and sat in the corner shivering.

Bo Muyan is simply ten thousand times more terrifying than the devil.

"Bo Muyan, I know you hate me, but I am a human being and I am not something you can give away to others casually."

The words he spoke were like falling into the ocean, drowned in the darkened car, with only the sound of the car engine around.

Tong Yao is gradually losing hope. She hasn't eaten since last night, and was given away by the manager to someone else. Now she is getting married to someone she doesn't know...

Thinking of this, she felt aggrieved, and soon her vision became blurred. She bit her lower lip desperately to prevent tears from flowing out.

Bo Muyan lit up a cigarette, raised his eyebrows in the misty smoke, and casually cast his gaze on her, his eyes deep and dark.

Seeing Tong Yao's round eyes filled with tears, which looked even more pitiful at this moment, Bo Muyan's heart wavered for a moment.

No, it won't happen. She is the daughter of his enemy. He can't be soft-hearted to her. There is still a long way to go. He will torture her well.

Bo Muyan's expression returned to its former coldness. He loosened his tie irritably, and then felt that his breathing became easier.

Then a small hand suddenly reached up and he looked down.

Tong Yao knelt under him, holding her hand tightly, "Mr. Bo, please, I can atone for my sins in any way, but only this."

She cried so hard that anyone else would feel distressed if they saw her crying, "Please, don't do this."

Bo Muyan was stunned for a moment.

This voice... the woman's voice last night sounded like hers, could it be...

No! Bo Muyan quickly rejected the idea that just came up.

How is there any comparison between them?

He pinched her chin and raised the corners of his mouth, as if to taunt, "It's not easy to see you begging for mercy."

"But it's a pity that it's useless for you to beg me, because it's me you want to marry."

Bo Muyan lowered his eyes and looked at the villain calmly, without any fluctuation in his deep black eyes.

Tong Yao raised her head in shock. His understatement was like a thunder to her, and time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

"Is it so unbelievable to marry me?"

Bo Muyan looked at Tong Yao below him with interest, "If you don't marry me, how can I torture you and humiliate you anytime and anywhere?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and played with the silver watch in his hand, but his thoughts drifted to this morning.

Not long after he woke up, his stepmother Ji Yun couldn't wait to call him. She pretended to be concerned and asked him how he had slept last night and whether his headache had been relieved.

When he returned to sleep soundly, Ji Yun was obviously startled on the phone.

The two exchanged a few more polite words before hastily hanging up the phone.

Ji Yun wants to send a woman who knows everything to him as his future Mrs. Bo. For now, he can only let Tong Yao take his place temporarily!

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Civil Affairs Bureau.

She never thought that the final way of atonement would be to become his wife.

In the past three years, she has tried her best to survive. There is no way she can sit in such a high position.

Bo Muyan would not let her go so easily. Life after marriage would only be more difficult.

Tong Yao was not in high spirits throughout the whole process. Even the photographer on the side reminded her, "Ms. Tong, on such a happy day, you should smile happily."

"My wife was too excited last night and didn't sleep well."

Bo Muyan hugged her and brought her body towards him. The two of them were now in an intimate posture, like a couple in love.

Little did she know that the big hands on Tong Yao's waist were secretly exerting force, and she had to raise the corners of her mouth, but her smile was very bitter.

"Tong Yao, you'd better cooperate, otherwise I don't guarantee what I will do."

Tong Yao's eyes were empty, and she went through the marriage process with him like a zombie.

"Happy wedding!"

The staff member handed over the marriage certificate with a smile. Bo Muyan took it with a smile, but did not take it out to read it and put it directly into his pocket.

Then he pulled Tong Yao away without saying a word.

The car drove away slowly.

Along the way, the two of them said nothing.

Tong Yao thought about it for a long time and finally said, "Bo Muyan, so this is your new way of torture?"

"Are you satisfied, Tong Yao?"

Tong Yao bit her lip and said no more.

The car drove into a wealthy area and stopped at a private residence.

Jinghao Garden.

This is an ancient castle that looks majestic and full of Gothic style. The door design with black hollow carvings, round arch windows and stone masonry at the corners is full of romance and nobility.

His house, like himself, fully displays his imperial temperament.

Tong Yao stood in the living room slightly embarrassed.

In the gorgeous villa, Tong Yao was wearing a T-shirt and trousers, which did look a bit awkward. At that moment, Tong Yao felt like a clown in front of this noble and proud man.

Bo Muyan threw the clothes in his hands to the servant aside, "Take her down, wash her and send her to my room."

After speaking, he lifted his legs and left.

Tong Yao is shocked, what? She has to go to his room later!

No, it would be terrible if he saw the hickeys all over his body.

Moreover, just the thought of being in the same room with him for a while made her so nervous that she had difficulty breathing.

At this time, the servants around him started talking at a volume that Tong Yao could just hear.

"Why is she dressed like this..."

"This is the first time Mr. Bo brings a woman home."

"However, the aesthetics does need to be improved."

The housekeeper couldn't help scolding, "What are you talking about? Don't be rude, she is Mrs. Bo! You should work more and gossip less."

Everyone couldn't help but fell silent and dispersed one after another. The few people who just talked nonsense also apologized.

Tong Yao's mind was not here at all. Her whole body was tense now and her palms were already sweating.

We have to escape, we can't stay here any longer.

"Mrs. Bo?" A servant stepped forward to ask with concern.

Tong Yao's thoughts were interrupted, and she hurriedly replied, "Ah, it's okay."

The servant was obviously startled. She was probably replying to their apology just now.

After thinking about it quickly, he asked again, "Mrs. Bo, I'm asking you what kind of bath agent you want to use later. There is rose..."

"It's okay, you can figure it out."

The servant was pushed away by Tong Yao in confusion. When he came back again, he saw the scene in front of him and panicked for a moment.
Chapter completed!