Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

"Momo, Ayang, you two should get to know each other. Relationships are cultivated." Seeing Sheng Yang's fixed gaze, Mrs. Sheng knew that he could not resist the beauty, and she was delighted.

Let’s leave time to the young people.

The old lady yawned and said tiredly, "Okay, I'm going to go back and rest first. You guys can chat slowly."

Old Mrs. Sheng was helped out of the hall.

Now, only Lin Mingmo and Sheng Yang were left in the huge hall.

Lin Mingmo felt Sheng Yang's gaze gradually turning cold, and even the air around them was condensing bit by bit.

"Well...it's so late, you should go back and rest early." Lin Mingmo intertwined her fingers, spoke weakly, and stood up.

"Lin Mingmo." Sheng Yang called out to her.

Lin Mingmo's body froze.

"Now can you tell me who Mr. Sheng was that you were waiting for in the sky restaurant today?" Sheng Yang stared into Lin Mingmo's eyes. "Hmm? Wife."

The moment this name came out of Sheng Yang's mouth, all the hairs on Lin Mingmo's body stood up.

"I..." Lin Mingmo's brain was working rapidly, "Actually...actually, the person I'm waiting for is you...I know you are coming back, but I can't wait to see you..."

Lin Mingmo glanced at Sheng Yang angrily.

"Oh..." Sheng Yang nodded thoughtfully, curling his lips into a faint smile, "You have a crush on me, right..."

Seeing that he seemed to believe what she said, Lin Mingmo breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Sheng Yang leaned over the table between them, one hand grasping Lin Mingmo's collar. His eyes were red and sinister, and his voice was low and cold, "Lin Mingmo, I hate being teased by women the most."

This sudden change scared Lin Mingmo.

Sheng Yang's face was so close that one could even feel his breath on his face.

Lin Mingmo's pupils dilated, her breathing became rapid, and she tried hard to stay calm.

But her trembling body and pale face still betrayed her fear.

"I'm not as easy to fool as my grandma." Sheng Yang sneered, "No matter what your purpose is, I won't let you succeed."

At this time, in Sheng Yang's mind, Lin Mingmo's image had completely changed into a femme fatale.

He was in no hurry to expose her true colors.

This game is fun only if you play it slowly.

Hot tears flowed from Lin Mingmo's eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat was tight and she couldn't say a word.

Lin Mingmo felt that with the eccentric Sheng Yang around, her life would not be easy.

Sheng Yang let go of Lin Mingmo and put on a bright and hypocritical smile again.

"It's so late, let's go back and rest."

Lin Mingmo's spirit has become exhausted under the pressure and ups and downs.

She was stunned as Sheng Yang put his arm around her shoulders and walked towards the room.

When she stepped onto the familiar wooden stairs, the creaking sound brought Lin Mingmo back to her senses.

"Uh...we..." Lin Mingmo had lived in the Sheng family for so long that she almost forgot that the room she was living in now actually belonged to Sheng Yang.

Even though Sheng Yang doesn't live here often, and even though the room is as neat and cold as a hotel room, it is still Sheng Yang's room.

Lin Mingmo stopped and said awkwardly, "I'll go to the guest room."

Sheng Yang grabbed her arm tightly, his smile forced. "What nonsense are you talking about? If you marry me, you will be a member of the Sheng family. How can you live in the guest room?"

Lin Mingmo raised her eyes and saw Sheng Yang's eyes full of gloom and teasing.

She understood her fate instantly.

Originally, if it weren't for Sheng Yuan's incident, she would have been able to convince herself to accept it.

but……

Lin Mingmo wanted to escape immediately.

But Sheng Yang grabbed his arm.

He leaned close to Lin Mingmo's ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you running? I owed you... now I'm going to make it up to you."

Ning Yuejian's hair stood on end and she trembled.

Sheng Yang dragged her to the door of the room.

"No...don't..." Lin Mingmo said in horror.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you want to be the daughter-in-law of the Sheng family?" Sheng Yang's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Lin Mingmo shook her head and said hurriedly, "Sheng Yang! I know you don't like arranged marriages. Why don't we just play a fake couple together and just pass it off in front of the old lady and your parents! I won't care what you do outside!"

Sheng Yang's eyes darkened, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Mingmo, why should I cooperate with you?" Sheng Yang said frivolously, "What benefits can you give me?"

"I...I..." Lin Mingmo hesitated.

She couldn't think of anything that Sheng Yang needed that she could afford to give him.

"That's right." Sheng Yang raised his eyebrows, "The only thing you can give is yourself."

As he said that, Sheng Yang opened the door and pushed Lin Mingmo in.

Lin Mingmo lost her balance and fell backwards heavily to the ground.

She couldn't help but groan in pain.

Sheng Yang stood there, looking down at her condescendingly.

Lin Mingmo's dark hair was scattered on her face, her fair skin was blood red, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were bitten...

Embarrassing everywhere.

She didn't want to, she really didn't want to.

"Cough cough." A low cough suddenly sounded.

In the silent night, this sound was particularly loud.

Sheng Yang stopped and turned around unhappily, wanting to see who was so blind as to disturb his interest.

"Sorry, we've taken the wrong path." A cold and hoarse voice sounded.

It's him! Lin Mingmo stood up in a panic, not wanting Sheng Yuan to see her in such a mess.

She looked out and saw that the light softened the handsome face. His face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he was staring at her with a half-smile.

At this moment, Lin Mingmo felt that he was like a divine soldier sent from heaven to save her from danger.

Seeing that it was Sheng Yuan, Sheng Yang's gloomy expression eased a little.

"Uncle, have you been drinking?"

Sheng Yang didn't think much about it.

Their rooms were on the same floor in different directions. Besides, my uncle had been drinking, so it was normal for him to go the wrong way in a daze.

"Yeah." Sheng Yuan responded lightly.

After a moment's silence, he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Ayang, no matter how anxious you are, you shouldn't leave the door open."

Lin Mingmo looked away and laughed at her own thoughts in her heart.

How could he have thought Sheng Yuan was here to help him? They were birds of a feather...

Sheng Yang's face froze slightly, and after a moment's pause, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "You misunderstood."

As he said that, he glanced at Lin Mingmo with contempt, "I won't touch a woman like that."

Lin Mingmo opened her eyes wide, her face full of confusion.

Why did you suddenly change your statement?

That just now... was it an illusion?

Sheng Yuan smiled, said nothing, and turned to walk towards his own room, leaning against the wall.

He... just left like that? Lin Mingmo's heart tightened.

Sure enough, he was not here to help her... She was just being wishful thinking.

Staring at his back, Sheng Yang seemed to be lost in thought. Suddenly, as if he remembered something that made him upset, he scratched his hair randomly.

Lin Mingmo's heart was in her throat, afraid that Sheng Yang would turn around and continue doing what he had just done to her.