Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

In the imperial capital.

The sky was overcast.

Seven silver Rolls Royce cars pulled into Yen Jia.

"You can marry the Fu family's third young master for me tonight. Lin Chuan and I will bless you!"

Yan Wan Xin looked at his stepsister Yan Xue Rou's innocent and beautiful face, and his heart felt as if it was being stabbed by knives.

This woman had stolen her boyfriend, Gu Yichuan, and even threatened her little brother to marry her own fiancé!

The Third Young Master of the Fu Clan …

It was rumored that the Fu Clan's Third Young Master, Si Han, was ugly, weak and sickly, with an eccentric temperament.

"You promised, as long as I get married, I will continue to treat little Rui." She didn't want to see that disgusting face of Yan MengRou's late night, but her little brother was her most important concern.

Yan ChenRui was the younger brother of Yan's brother, who had been found to have leukemia half a year ago. The high cost of chemotherapy was not something that Yan could afford.

If Yan Meng Rou didn't marry into the Fu family late at night, Yan Chen Rui would quickly become an ice-cold corpse.

"I know!" It was too late for Yan Meng Rou to say anything. Her whole body was excited at the thought of Yan Wan's extremely beautiful face facing an ugly monster in the future.

"Our Yan family does not lack that money. "Don't be ridiculous, the wedding car is waiting for you. If you offend the Fu family, then don't blame us for being impolite to Yan Chen Rui."

Yan Wan'er took one last look at the Yan family villa, his beautiful deerlike eyes filled with disappointment and ridicule.

Ten years ago, she shouldn't have agreed to bring little Rui back.

This was not their home.

Late at night, her heart sank as she lifted the hem of her wedding dress and got on the wedding cart.

"..."

The church that held the wedding ceremony was the most famous wedding church in the imperial city. Today, the Fu Family booked the venue, but very few people came.

When she got out of the car late at night, the dozens of people in the distance looked at her with either a testing or mocking gaze, but more so with unbridled contempt.

She looked like she was looking at something, a joke.

He was laughing at the Fu family's third young master, who was about to marry his husband and the other girls from the famous sects.

"Excuse me, three …" Where are the third young master's people? " After searching for a while, he didn't find any sign of the groom.

"Third Young Master is weak and sickly, no outsiders are welcome." Jiang Yan, who had brought her to the church, replied with an expressionless face. He was as emotionless as a machine.

"Then the wedding …"

"The young madame finished it all by herself."

Complete Alone... A wedding?

Was the Fu family deliberately making things difficult for her?

A strange place, a strange crowd, all sorts of unfriendly looks, the humiliation of being alone at a wedding.

She wanted to escape, but she had no choice.

For the sake of his younger brother, he walked towards the priest at the end of the red carpet until it was too late.

At the same time, at the Nightless Hall.

Within the top-tier SVIP private room, three extremely beautiful men were sitting on their own chairs.

Unlike the bustling and noisy bar outside, the music in this 300-square-meter private room was performed live by a band. On one side of the wall, there was a huge curved screen showing the Fu Family's wedding ceremony.

"Third brother, on the screen is your new wife, aren't you going to watch? Long legs, waist of an ant, a golden body, it should be very good to use! "

The man in white clothes and black pants had extremely handsome facial features. Three beautiful women surrounded him. He hugged her from left to right, but her fiery red lips were not as sexy as his thin, red lips. Feel.

"For you?"

Fu Sihan was sitting alone on the spacious sofa with a cold and gloomy look on his face.

Under the mottled light and shadow, the man's handsome and fierce features were revealed.