Chapter 11

Chu Yunyao's face smeared with black medicinal juice was exposed to the air, and the housekeeper was so scared that the handkerchief in his hand fell off.

Although I heard Duan Changyu describe it, the bride was so ugly that I couldn't bear to look directly at her.

However, seeing it with his own eyes at this moment, the butler was still aggrieved to death for his young commander.

The frightening Mo Lingyuan wants good looks, good figure, power and power. All the good things that all men in the world pursue are concentrated in the young commander.

He was tricked by that old fox Chu Qingze and sent such an ugly woman over.

No figure, no appearance, no wealth, not even the support of her natal family.

The housekeeper who had watched Mo Lingyuan grow up stared at Chu Yunyao's ugly face, and couldn't help feeling sad, with tears streaming down his face, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, sadly saying, "Young Marshal, the President is here for the sake of the North." It’s too much for you to suffer such aggrieved peace.”

Facing such an ugly bride, not only did the young marshal not shoot her on the spot, he even shared the bed with her last night.

Even if he finished his work with his eyes closed in the dark, and saw the bride's face in broad daylight, he would probably still feel sick to his stomach.

Even going to Lan Kwai Fong to find Nanyan girl is better than spending a good night with the young marshal's wife.

Chu Yunyao's heart sank, she didn't care to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, raised her finger to the man in front of her, and looked down at the housekeeper: "Old man, you, you, what did you call him just now? Did I hear you right?"

Mo Lingyuan stared at the dark face, squinted his eyes, "You heard me right."

Chu Yunyao quickly raised her hand to cover her face, her big eyes covered by her cuffs were rolling slowly, her mind was spinning rapidly.

Didn't the young commander-in-chief be a bald, buck-toothed, five-foot-long, ugly man weighing two hundred catties? How could he be so handsome?

Sure enough, the rumors are all deceptive and unbelievable.

Chu Yunyao squeezed her throat and said: "Young commander, I didn't expect such a coincidence, hehe, I won't bother you to freshen up, I'll go back to the new house first."

As he said that, he raised his foot and was about to run away.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the bullet exploded near her stepping foot.

Chu Yunyao withdrew her foot abruptly, quickly dodged a few steps back, leaned against the cabinet, turned around, and stared fixedly at the man holding the pistol, with a chill in her eyes.

The housekeeper rolled several times on the ground in fright, and hid under the table.

Mo Lingyuan did not miss the killing intent that flashed in Chu Yunyao's eyes.

His body moved like a shadow, and before Chu Yunyao could react, the man was already standing in front of Chu Yunyao, with the muzzle of a gun pointed at her throat, and lifted her chin, so that the ugly face covered in medicine juice Completely exposed to his sight, he held her thin and slender shoulders in his hands, rubbed them slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

Chu Yunyao's eyes flickered, and she said timidly: "Scared."

"Stay well in your new house, don't run around without my permission." Mo Lingyuan snapped his fingers.

Chu Yunyao felt that the bones in her shoulders were about to be crushed by him, so she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Get lost!" Mo Lingyuan let go of his five fingers.

Chu Yunyao took a step back, her figure flashed out of the door like a breeze, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the guards at the door.

The butler crawled out from under the table wiping away his cold sweat, "Young Marshal, why did you scare the Young Madam? She is still young, what if she gets scared..."

"Scared?" Mo Lingyuan sneered, "Which eye of yours saw that she was a little bit scared? Chu Qingze, an old man, even gave me a little fox. Let's see how I ripped her off." Skin."