The rich and young husband is a mermaid

Chapter 8

How gorgeous the room was, Zhong Ling'er, who was covered with a hijab, couldn't appreciate it one by one. She sat on the edge of the soft bed, feeling uneasy.

"Come on, be careful!" Xiang Zongyin helped Xiang Aoran, and finally put Xiang Yimo on the bed.

"Dad, with Yi like this, how do you finish the matter of uncovering the hijab, the hole, and the house?" Xiang Aoran asked without thinking.

"Aren't you worrying too much, kid? Let's go! Let's go out!" Xiang Zongyin patted Xiang Aoran's arm.

Then he said to Zhong Linger: "Linger, I have really wronged you! From now on, Yi Mo will leave it to you!"

His voice trembled a little, and Zhong Linger could hear the strong fatherly love in his tone.

I really envy Xiang Yimo, because his father loves him so much, unlike her father, who actually sold her to marry at a young age in order to pay off his gambling debts.

"Dad, don't worry!" Zhong Linger was moved for a while, and replied meekly.

Xiang Zongyin nodded repeatedly. "Good boy! Marry into Xiang's family, we will never treat you badly!"

"Thank you Dad!" Even Zhong Linger herself was surprised that she called Dad so smoothly.

After all, their Zhong family received a high dowry, so they could not be annulled at this juncture.

Now that you're married, the etiquette you should have is indispensable on the surface!

Although 30 is not a small amount of money to the Xiang family, it is not a small sum to the Zhong family.

"Siblings, then we won't hinder you from resting!" Xiang Aoran tugged at his father's arm. "Dad, don't leave yet. Do you want to stay here for a long chat?"

Zhong Linger let out a low laugh.

Only then did the two father and son walk out of the room side by side.

In the room, only Zhong Ling'er was left, and Xiang Yimo who had never opened his eyes.

He was lying on the fiery red bed like a dead man, still sleeping deeply.

Time passed by, and the bride's hijab was waiting for her husband to uncover it, but after waiting, the newlywed husband still didn't move at all.

Zhong Ling'er secretly laughed, yes, the husband she married was different from ordinary people, he was so sick that he couldn't even recognize him, maybe, he didn't even know that he was dragged into the auditorium today, let alone that they were married thing.

Counting on him to uncover her veil, dreaming?

After running around for a whole day, she never ate any other food except for some porridge in the morning. Now her stomach is rumbling with hunger.

Thinking about it, Zhong Ling'er couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately lifted off the red hijab.

Immediately, I felt that the surroundings were bright, and even the air was fresh.

She took a deep breath and looked around. This bedroom was twice as big as her previous home. The decoration of the room was elegant and luxurious. In the European-style room, everything from the suspended ceiling, lamps and lanterns to the curtain display cabinets were all in place. The level of luxury is so amazing that the presidential suite is nothing more than that.

She, Cinderella, was an eye-opener.

Marrying into a wealthy family is something that many girls dream of, but when it happened to her, why did everything become so sad.

Her groom is deader than dead.

She turned her head and looked at the bed. After all, it was her new husband. She was curious about what her husband looked like.

He must be dark and thin, don't fix bats, and old like an old man.

Thinking of this, Zhong Linger's gaze fell on the face of the sleeping man in the bed unintentionally, and then, the whole person trembled for a few seconds.

(End of this chapter)