A strange marriage: a beautiful wife breaks into her arms

The luxurious red wooden door opened from the inside, and Mu Xichen's pleasant smell rushed towards him.

"Did Zhang's mother get fired just now? She told me when she left..." She choked up, "You will marry Wen Wanwan next Wednesday?" This news severely shattered her short-lived happiness that was as fragile as soap bubbles.

Mu Xichen glanced at the camera in the corner with deep eyes, and now grandpa must be watching every move between him and Yi Shuluo in the study.

"Hmm." He just responded in a low voice.

"Oh...that's it." Yi Shuluo forced a smile, it really was because she was thinking too much.

"You guys are very right." Although she was not reconciled, Wen Wanwan was indeed much better than Yi Shuluo, she had never felt as inferior as she is now.

"Then I won't bother you." His face was hidden in the shadow and he couldn't see clearly. Yi Shuluo took a deep breath, turned around and left decisively.

Looking at the weak back who pretended to be strong and left, Mu Xichen felt a sharp pain in his heart. His feelings for Yi Shuluo seemed to be more than simply repaying a favor.

In the past few days, Mu's house has been busy, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, preparing to marry the young mistress, wherever the eyes can see, the splendid and rich villa is full of dazzling red.

But Yi Shuluo, whom Mu Xichen cared most about, was not in this suffocating and festive mansion at the moment.

"Luoluo, tomorrow is Mu Xichen's big wedding, why don't you eat the wedding candy obediently, why drag me to the bar." Yan Han smiled, not seeing Yi Shuluo for a long time, Yi Shuluo was stuck to Yi Shuluo like a dog's skin plaster, and he couldn't even pull it off.

"Han Xiao, my first spring is here, so you just say whether you can help me or not." Yi Shuluo took a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, elegant and noble, and the upbringing in Yi's family before was revealed like it was carved into the bone marrow .

Yan Hanxiao is the youngest daughter of the Yan family. Although she is not favored, but the Yan family is very powerful in Yuncheng, so it must be possible to do this.

The two have been friends since childhood, and now they have been friends for more than ten years.

"Of course, whatever you Yi Shuluo wants to do, I'll do it with a big knife." Yan Han smiled and patted his almost flat chest.

"I want...to ruin the marriage between the Mu family and the Wen family." Yi Shuluo's lips were dripping with wine, she was extremely charming, and those clear eyes were a little bit more evil and domineering at the moment.

"Pfft..." Yan Hanxiao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Don't tell me your first spring was Mu Xichen!"

"Yeah." Yi Shuluo was indifferent, and every second that Mu Xichen's wedding was approaching, she became more and more restless. Her feelings for him had already been swayed by his redemption again and again. tidy.

In this wedding, she is bound to get involved.

Yi Shuluo achieved his goal and returned to Mu's house, his fair face was reflected red, and there was a shattered light in his steady eyes.

"Where did you go? It's eleven o'clock now." Mu Xichen got up from the sofa and walked to her side, her tall figure was almost suffocating.

"Go after the one I love." She hooked her lips into a smile, her fine white teeth were shiny, and she met his deep eyes.

"The person you love is in the bar? A man?" Mu Xichen's eyes were gloomy, forcing her to step back, her breath burning.

"Are you caring about me?" Yi Shuluo stopped in her tracks, smiled slyly and then kissed him on the cheek.

"How about I tell you when you don't get married?" Before Mu Xichen torrential rain poured down, she disappeared in the living room in the blink of an eye.

I hope that her bet on everything will be successful.

The next day, all black Bentleys decorated with fireworks lined up in front of Mu's house, forming a long line. In the headed Rolls-Royce Silver Charm, Mu Xichen looked dignified, and a reporter was broadcast live on the screen in front of the luxurious carriage conference.

The deep eyes became deeper and deeper, what exactly does Yi Shuluo want to do?
"Master, it's time." Seeing that he hadn't started the car for a long time, Butler Ming tapped on the car window as a reminder.

Mu Xichen seemed to have never heard of it, "How is the preparation going?"

"Young Master, I have prepared properly. I guarantee that this wedding will not be a success." Assistant Bai replied respectfully.

"OK, let's go." Retracting her deep gaze, Mu Xichen lowered her voice and pressed the remote to turn off the live broadcast.

"Miss Nai--"

"Tell someone to keep an eye on you so you don't get hurt, and we'll talk about the rest when you come back." A smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Would this girl be happy if she knew that the wedding was unsuccessful in the end?