Chapter 1

The dark night sky, a flash of lightning, thunder roaring!

The embarrassed song Xiaoman got up from the mud pit: "ah, it hurts me, I, I..."

"Well, if you don't speak quickly, just say a few words less and save your strength to run for your life."

"Ah, grandma... I, I absolutely don't want to marry the young master of the Qin family!"

"Full, why are you suffering?"

The old lady looked at the girl she had raised from childhood and sighed: "the eldest young master of the Qin family just died of a wife, and she doesn't think you are a stutterer. Don't be choosy. Instead of staying in the Song family and being killed by your second aunt, you'd better get married and have a good day!"

"No - no!"

Song Xiaoman wipes the mud on his face, bites his lips, and his eyes burn with anger.

She's only twenty years old. She's a clean little girl. She's good-looking. Why do you want her to marry a man who is old and has died his wife!

Needless to think, it must be the trap set by the second uncle and the second aunt.

"You child, you have to suffer. What do you want? What do you want to fight with the Song family?" The old woman shook her head helplessly.

It's a pity that the child was born with a dead mother. She lost her father a few years ago. It's hard for her to live under the yoke of others. However, the girl is stubborn and unforgiving.

No, I was beaten by her second aunt tonight.

She's been trying to persuade her, but if she can bear it, she can suffer less.

But this wench can be good, hurls at her two aunts to scold one, what ugly cruel words all said.

According to her second aunt's bad temper, if she doesn't escape tonight, she must be beaten to death.

Song Xiaoman endured the pain and ran forward desperately!

Not far from the Song family mansion, a luxurious black car is slowly coming.

The car suddenly stopped at the side of the road. The middle-aged man looked back at the man in the back seat: "Sir, the Song family is in front."

"But do you really want to marry the daughter of the Song family? I heard that the girl is... "

It's a mild mental retardation.

How can the most powerful and dignified man in Beicheng marry a mentally retarded wife?

Is it not a joke of the world!

There is no unnecessary expression on a man's face. His perfect and profound facial features are like sculpture. He looks out of the window, and his eyes emit a cold breath.

Under the bridge of Yingting's nose, his thin lips moved and his voice was gentle and low: "it doesn't matter what it is. Song Xiaoman is the only woman I want to marry."

He sighed softly and continued to step on the gas.

All of a sudden, the car suddenly stopped, like a mass of black things rushing towards the front of the car?

Song Xiaoman gasped, hands in front of the car: "stop, stop!"

Hands frown, with some vigilance: "Sir, I get off to see."

The man's calm eyes flashed a few invisible smile: "no, I'll go."

The door opened, and he stood tall and straight in the rainy night, wet in his high suit coat.

He approached and looked down.

The rain fell on his face. Song Xiaoman couldn't see anything clearly. He just hugged the man's leg: "can you, let me get on, get on the car and hide?"

Almost without hesitation, the man picked song Xiaoman up from the ground.

Back in the back seat, he ordered in a deep voice, "drive, go back to the villa."

The man looked at the silly eyes: "Sir, are you going to take it back?"

The corner of the man's mouth rises slightly, and his big broad palm lightly wipes the mud on Song Xiaoman's face. His eyes stare at her meaningfully: "dirty, take it back and wash it first."