Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

"Did you see it?" Nangong Xun chased out, stood behind her, looked at her trembling body, stretched out his hand to hug her, and whispered in her ear: "Mu Ru, I didn't lie to you, and I didn't lie to you. I won't lie to you, will you marry me? We should be husband and wife, shouldn't we?"

Mu Ru struggled to break away from his embrace, leaning against the wall and moving sideways, feeling extremely nervous and flustered, but said in a very calm tone: "Mr. Nangong, please forgive me, I know that the Xi family regretted their marriage because I'm sorry for you, but I I still hope that you can accept the [-] million repentance fee, because I am really married, so..."

"I don't care." Nangong Xun waved his hand, obviously impatient with what Mu Ru was talking about, and said a little annoyed: "I have already mentioned the nature of your marriage, so you should not move out again."

"But, I care," Mu Ru quickly picked up the words, and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Nangong, although Mu Ru is just a little girl, and although she doesn't study much, she is just a freshman here, but in the end she still studies. After a few books, I understand the truth that a good horse is not worthy of two saddles, and a good woman should not marry two men. Since I have married Dongfang Mo, I will be born as Dongfang Mo's man and die as Dongfang Mo's ghost. I... ..”

"Enough!" Nangong Xun quickly cut off Mu Ru's words, and shouted very unhappy: "Xi Muru, let me repeat for the last time, your marriage with Dongfang Mo doesn't count. From a legal point of view, you are not husband and wife. From a factual point of view, you are not even husband and wife, so—"

Having said that, he moved his big hand backwards, and immediately said to the two women behind him: "Take Miss Xi back to the room to take a shower, change clothes, comb your hair and make up, etc. The wedding night will be held as usual."

"Yes!" The two women came forward quickly. Mu Ru looked at the two women, and at Nangong Xun who was already walking downstairs, and couldn't help but chased after him and shouted: "Mr. Nangong, what are you doing?" Why bother? Don't you know that twisted melons are not sweet?"

After hearing Mu Ru's words, Nangong Xun stopped at the corner of the stairs and turned around. Looking at Mu Ru at the top of the stairs on the deck, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xi Muru, don't you think your question is funny?" Nangong Xun's mocking voice almost burst into laughter, and before Mu Ru could answer, he said again: "Don't even think about it, you and I were originally married five years ago. If there is a marriage contract, it is only natural for us to be married according to the marriage contract. You actually said it was a twisted melon, so what about you and Dongfang Mo? People who couldn't get along with each other actually got married. Could it be that it was a twisted melon? Melon? Then tell me, what kind of melon is your marriage with Dongfang Mo? Is it a melon twisted together with a torque clamp?"

After hearing Nangong Xun's words, Xi Muru was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but the two maids beside her couldn't help laughing out loud. They didn't expect that Nangong Xun, who was always serious, could be so humorous sometimes?

Nangong Xun left behind these words, Mu Ru called Tian Tian Ying, and was stunned on the deck. After the two maids laughed, they immediately came forward and invited her back to the room, saying yes I have to help her get ready, the wedding is two hours away.

Mu Ru said painfully: "Miss, I really don't want to marry him, please let me go, please?"