Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 1 Newlyweds
"Yan Zhen! The big family has many rules. Your sister is here to suffer for you, not to enjoy the blessings. Why don't you know what's good or bad?"

In the ancestral hall filled with incense, Yan Zhen knelt in front of her grandfather's death tablet and bowed, with her stepmother chattering behind her.

The old man of the Yan family passed away three years ago, and made two last wishes before his death.

One of them is to let his granddaughter Yan Zhen marry into the Fu family and be his old comrade-in-arms grandson-in-law.

Now that the three-year filial piety period has passed, the Fu family's wedding car has also arrived at the door, but the stepmother is spitting all over Yan Zhen and pestering her, not wanting her to get married.

"You are absolutely right. A twisted melon is not sweet. You have no basis for love. The life after marriage must be a mess. Why don't you let your sister suffer a bit and marry you for you? It counts as helping you fulfill the last wish left by your grandfather."

Yan Zhen got up slowly, turned to look at her stepmother, and said calmly:
"Mom, I've seen my sister's horoscope. If she marries Fu Yan, it will hurt her health if she is light, and her life will be lost if she is serious. I know that a twisted melon is not sweet, but grandpa told me to twist it. It doesn't matter whether it is sweet or not."

The Fu family is the richest man in Gusu.

The youngest heir, Fu Yan, is not only rich and powerful, but also handsome. There are countless people who want to marry Fu Yan.

Yan Zhen was unremarkable, but she got what she wanted.

It doesn't matter if the outsiders are jealous, but the eyes of the family are red with jealousy.

Yan Yurou stood in the corner and stared at Yan Zhen coldly, her delicate face was full of unwillingness and anger.

Since childhood, Yan Yurou has been honored by gold and jade, surrounded by stars and moon. She is a truly wealthy and noble girl who is loved by thousands of people. Whether it is upbringing, knowledge, or appearance, she thinks that she is far above Yan Zhen.

And Yan Zhen is just a country girl who grew up on the mountain, Yan Yurou couldn't accept losing to Yan Zhen.

She felt that for a person like Yan Zhen, a villager in the mountains would be the best destination.

Grandpa is eccentric, and he is also his granddaughter. Why did Yan Zhen marry such a good family?
Seeing that the elders' persuasion was fruitless and could not change Yan Zhen's determination to get married, Yan Yurou got angry and simply picked up the scissors and cut a few holes in Yan Zhen's wedding dress.

She proudly patted the non-existent dust on her hands: "It's fine now, no one needs to marry."

Seeing this, Yan Zhen got up, her eyes turned cold, she walked up to Yan Yurou, raised her hand and slapped her on the face:

"This 200 million wedding dress was prepared by the Fu family. This slap is your apology. As a sister, I have also fulfilled my responsibility of upbringing, lest you spoil other people's things outside in the future, and make the Yan family pay later. "

Stepmother Zhang Lian felt distressed when she saw her daughter's cheeks were red and swollen.

She pulled Yan Yurou into her arms, pointed at Yan Zhen with trembling fingers and cursed loudly: "Yan Zhen, you really don't know what to do. You and Fu Yan are not compatible. Yurou is willing to marry and suffer for you. Not only do you not want to, you also Want to beat her to death?"

Yan Zhen stood still, with picturesque eyes, "It's not up to you to just talk about me and Fu Yan. If you don't want to see Yan Yurou's funeral, don't stop me from getting married."

After speaking, Yan Zhen pushed Zhang Lian away, raised her leg and walked out.

On the long street outside, mighty wedding cars lined up from the street to the end of the street, surrounded by crowds of spectators.

The senior executives who came to pick up the bride are people close to Mr. Fu.

He saw Yan Zhen coming out without even her wedding dress on, and without asking any further questions, he hurriedly opened the car door and asked her to get in.

Immediately came up with a solution: "Miss, it's still early, let's go to the bridal shop later and do a make-up for you, okay?"

It was a questioning tone, obviously respecting Yan Zhen very much.

Yan Zhen nodded and said yes, and thanked her.

The senior manager smiled in relief.

Before going out, Mr. Fu gave him a death order, and he must be picked up today.

The old man has personally tied his eldest grandson to the wedding venue.

The little granddaughter of someone else's family is delicate, and the old man is not good at being a bad person, so he is sent here as a current person. If he does not do things properly, the old man can be held accountable in the future.

Anyway, even if the two of them are holding their heads together today, they must get married.

The senior executives looked at Yan's house and waited for a long time before the procession of seeing off relatives came out reluctantly.

The executives were anxious, but helpless.

When they finally set off, the senior executives first took Yan Zhen to do makeup, and hurried to the wedding banquet scene, but fortunately there was no delay in the auspicious time.

At the wedding, Yan Zhen wore a white wedding dress.

Through the veil, she met her groom for the first time.

Fu Yan was wearing a silver and black suit, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a tall and tall figure.

He stood upright on the stage, with a face that fascinated thousands of women, his brows were slightly frowned, and he had a bitter and vengeful expression, it seemed that he was being blackmailed.

Yan Zhen took a deep breath.

Fu Yan has become famous all these years.

It is said that in just a few years after he took over the Fu family, he held the economic lifeline of East Asia in his hands. He was so majestic at a young age that he made countless business leaders bow down to him.

However, such a person became her husband.

Yan Zhen couldn't help but murmured in her heart: "Grandpa, you haven't cheated on me, have you? This man, he can't eat people, right?"

The wedding march sounded, and Yan Zhen walked towards Fu Yan wearing a wedding dress.

There was applause.

Witnessed by countless people, they walked through the wedding process step by step.

Saying oaths, exchanging wedding rings, and booing guests are the real happy people in this wedding.

Many relatives also came to the Yan family.

The elders with unmarried daughters at home have radar eyes, scanning around the crowd, asking for business cards everywhere, and often embarrassing Yan Zhen.

The banquet carnival lasted until late at night.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Zhen, who was almost exhausted and paralyzed, was sent back to the wedding room.

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Zhen stopped pretending. She impatiently took off her complicated dress and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, the door behind him was suddenly opened.

Yan Zhen was startled, and quickly grabbed the bath towel on the shelf and wrapped it around her body. Through the steaming mist, Yan Zhen looked at the person who walked in at the door.

It was her newlywed husband who was bitter and bitter.

Fu Yan was tall and straight, and in the cramped space, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Yan Zhen took a step back subconsciously, and said in a discussing tone: "Mr. Fu, I'm taking a shower, can you go out for a while?"

Fu Yan stood unsteadily in front of Yan Zhen.

At the wedding banquet, a toast was to be given to the elders. Fu Yan drank a lot, smelled of alcohol all over his body, pinched Yan Zhen's chin with his knuckle fingers, and said in an extremely cold voice:

"My family entertained the whole city, and let you marry me in a hurry under the eyes of everyone. You got what you wanted, aren't you very proud?"

"Mr. Fu, you hurt me!"

Yan Zhen struggled to break away from Fu Yan's hand, and explained: "Marriage is an arrangement of the two elders, and I can't help myself. You shouldn't take your anger out on me."

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