In the reception area in the corner of the living room, there were already two lawyers waiting.

One of them unfolded the prepared document and showed it to Liang Tongtong: "Ms. Liang, this is the marriage agreement between you and Mr. Jian."

The lawyer pointed to the blank space on the agreement and reminded Liang Tongtong: "If you have no objection, please sign here."

Liang Tongtong's mind was also blank.

Once you sign your name, is it considered a marriage?

Suddenly developed the most intimate connection with a stranger?

Seeing Liang Tongtong's hesitation, the lawyer added: "Mr. Jian's has been signed."

Liang Tongtong looked at the left side of the document, and sure enough, a signature had been left: Jian Siheng

Three words, very handsome, calm and majestic.

Liang Tongtong picked up the pen and wrote a name in the blank space on the right with two strokes.

The lawyer happily took the document and looked at it. His face suddenly collapsed, and he looked at Chen Zhe as if asking for permission.

Chen Zhe was also a little surprised when he saw Liang Tongtong's signature.

"Ms. Liang, please sign your name." Chen Zhe persuaded me kindly.

Liang Tongtong pursed her lips, took the document again, and crossed Mary Liang's name twice.

The moment the pen tip touched the paper again, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She is about to marry a stranger, and she doesn't know his age or what he looks like.

She knew nothing about him.

Reluctantly, she finished writing her name. Liang Tongtong seemed to have experienced a battle and was exhausted.

The two lawyers seemed to be relieved and quickly took away the documents.

"Congratulations to Mrs. Jane and Mr. Jane!"

Before leaving, Chen Zhe introduced: "Young Master Si Heng usually lives here alone, and there are not many servants. Now you are the mistress of the house. You can just tell the housekeeper Yu Tai what servants you need and what you need to purchase."

Liang Tongtong only nodded.

In fact, Liang Tongtong noticed Yu Tai when she first walked in.

Different from Chen Zhe's modesty and politeness, when Liang Tongtong walked in, Yu Tai stood in the living room like a door god.

He looked at Liang Tongtong as if he were looking at a cheap commodity.

Liang Tongtong didn't bother to get close to the other party.

She had no intention of begging for food under this housekeeper.

Lying down on Nuo Da's bed, Liang Tongtong couldn't help but cover her heart.

Why do I feel so panicked?

She signed the marriage agreement and is now sleeping at Jian's house again.

So tonight is the wedding night, right?

When she thought of this, Liang Tongtong couldn't help but tremble for a while.

No matter how brave she was, a wedding night like this was really weird--weird.

From beginning to end, Jian Siheng did not show up.

And the housekeeper, who looked like a bodyguard, was clearly hostile to her, an outsider.

What's even more strange is that in this castle-like residence, there are only male servants.

Questions bubbled up in Liang Tongtong’s mind.

Why did Mary run away from her marriage? Does this Jian Siheng have some hidden illness?

The night is getting quieter and quieter, and the whole villa is getting quieter and quieter.

Liang Tongtong didn't dare to turn off all the lights. She tossed and turned in bed until late at night, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the mist, Liang Tongtong felt like she was sleeping in a quiet forest.

The nose has a pleasant woody smell. It's a little like sandalwood, and a little like pine wood.

She was very relaxed and unconsciously moved closer to the source of the fragrance.

What I felt under my hand was strong and wide, and it felt particularly good in my hand.

Huh... I feel a thumping there, as if there is a heart beating underneath.
Chapter completed!