Flash Marriage Wife: Mr. Bo, the wife ran away with the cub

Chapter 3 Happy Wedding
"Are you okay!" Seeing that Bo Muyan had left, Xu Yan hurried forward to help Tong Yao.

"Thank you." Tong Yao's face was pale, with an ugly smile on the corner of her lips, "Stay away from me in the future."

Otherwise it will implicate her.

Xu Yan looked at Tong Yao's disappearing figure and couldn't help but sighed.

How did she offend President Bo?

Tong Yao deliberately moved slowly to the side of the car.

I don't know who he will be dragged to marry by him in a while, and whether the other party will be more disgusting than the old man last night.

Thinking of this, the unknown fear swept Tong Yao's body, she stopped in front of the car door, and refused to get in the car for a long time.

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

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

With a bang, Tong Yao's head slammed heavily on the other side of the car door. Enduring the severe pain in her body, she shrank and sat in the corner.

Bo Muyan was ten thousand times more terrifying than the devil.

"Bo Muyan, I know you hate me, but I'm a human being, not something you can give me away casually."

The words he spoke fell like a stone in the sea, and he was immersed in the dimly-lit car, only the sound of the car engine was left around.

Tong Yao also gradually lost hope. She hasn't eaten since last night, and was given to someone else by the manager, and now she is going to marry someone she doesn't know...

Thinking of this, she felt wronged for a while, and her vision became blurred after a while. She bit her lower lip desperately to keep the tears from flowing.

Bo Muyan lit a cigarette, turned his eyebrows and eyes sideways in the misty smoke, and cast his eyes on her casually, his eyes were deep and dark.

Seeing Tong Yao's round eyes full of tears, which looked even more pitiful at this moment, Bo Muyan's heart was shaken for a moment.

no, I can not.She is the daughter of the enemy, so you can't be soft-hearted towards her, there is still a long way to go, and he will torture her well.

Bo Muyan's expression returned to his usual sternness, and he loosened his tie irritably, only then did he feel that his breathing was easier.

Then a small hand climbed up suddenly, and he looked down.

Tong Yao knelt down under him, holding her hand tightly, "Mr. Bo, please, I can use any method to atone for my sin, but only this one."

She was crying pear blossoms with rain, and anyone else would feel distressed when they saw her, "Please, don't do this."

Bo Muyan was stunned for a moment.

This voice... That woman's voice last night was similar to hers, could it be...

cannot!Bo Muyan quickly denied the idea that just came up.

How can there be comparison between them?
He pinched her chin, and the corners of his mouth curved up, as if mocking, "It's not easy to see you begging for mercy."

"However, it's a pity that it's useless for you to beg me, because the person you want to marry is me."

Bo Muyan lowered his eyes, looking at the villain lightly, without any ups and downs in his deep black eyes.

Tong Yao looked up in shock, his understatement was like a thunderbolt 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 under him with interest, "If you don't marry me, how can I torture you and humiliate you anytime and anywhere?"

After finishing 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, pretending to be concerned about how he was resting last night and whether his headache was relieved.

When he went back to sleep soundly, Ji Yun was visibly startled on the phone.

After a few more polite words, the two hung up the phone hastily.

Ji Yun wants to send a woman who knows everything to him as his future Mrs. Bo. For now, Tong Yao can only temporarily replace her!
……

Civil Affairs Bureau.

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

In the past three years, she has struggled even to survive. There is no place for her to sit in such a high position.

Bo Muyan will not let her go so easily, and the life after getting married will only be more difficult.

Tong Yao was not in high spirits the whole time, and even the photographer on the side reminded, "Ms. Tong, it's such a happy day, please smile more happily."

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

Bo Muyan grabbed her and brought her body over. The two of them are now in an intimate posture, like a couple in love.

Little did she know, the big hand around Tong Yao's waist was exerting strength secretly, she had to pull the corners of her mouth, but the smile was bitter.

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

Tong Yao's eyes were empty, and she walked through the marriage process with him like a walking dead.

"Happy Newlyweds!"

The staff handed over the marriage certificate with a smile, and Bo Muyan took it with a smile, but put it in his pocket without taking it out to look through it.

Then he pulled Tong Yao away without saying a word.

The car drove away slowly.

Along the way, the two didn't speak a word.

Tong Yao pondered 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 nothing.

The car drove into a rich area and stopped in a private residence.

Jinghaoyuan.

This is a magnificent looking castle full of Gothic style, with a black hollow carved door design, round arched windows and stone masonry at the corners. There is a romantic and noble atmosphere everywhere.

His mansion is the same as himself, and the emperor's temperament is vividly displayed.

Tong Yao stood in the living room a little awkwardly.

In the magnificent villa, Tong Yao was wearing a t-shirt and long trousers, which looked a little abrupt. At that moment, Tong Yao felt like a clown in front of this noble and proud man.

Bo Muyan threw the clothes in his hand to the servants beside him, "Take her down, wash them and send them to my room."

After speaking, he lifted his legs and left.

Tong Yao was shocked, what?I'm going to his room in a while!

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

Besides, just thinking about being in the same room with him for a while made her so nervous that she had trouble breathing.

At this time, the servants around him began to discuss, discussing with a volume that Tong Yao could just hear.

"Why is she dressed like this..."

"Mr. Bo brought a woman home for the first time."

"However, the aesthetics do 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 keep silent and dispersed one after another. Those who talked nonsense just now also apologized one after another.

Tong Yao's thoughts are not here at all, she is tense now, and her palms are already sweating.

I have to escape, I can't stay here anymore.

"Mrs. Bo?" A servant stepped up and asked concerned.

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

The servant was obviously taken aback, she was probably replying to their apology just now.

After quickly figuring it out, he asked again, "Mrs. Bo, I'm asking you, what kind of bath agent would you like to use later, there are roses..."

"It's all right, you can figure it out."

The servant was pushed away by Tong Yao in a daze, and when he came back again, seeing the scene in front of him, he panicked for a moment.

(End of this chapter)