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

"Zhenzhen..." Lu Cheng was so moved that he choked up and hugged Sheng Zhenzhen in his arms. "I will spend my whole life proving to you that your choice is right..."

Lin Mingmo felt sick and nauseous when she saw Lu Cheng's hypocritical and exaggerated acting.

Forget it, she decided not to interfere with other people's karma.

Since Sheng Zhenzhen is capable of doing such a thing, she doesn't intend to consider Lin Mingmo as a friend.

Lin Mingmo could naturally watch her sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of Lu Cheng with peace of mind.

She chose it herself.

Everyone should be responsible for their own choices.

Not only Sheng Zhenzhen, but also herself.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Lin Mingmo was about to leave when she turned around and saw a familiar figure.

She was stunned.

She stared blankly ahead, unable to hold back the grievance of being pinched by Lu Cheng just now.

"Uncle...uncle, why are you here?" Sheng Zhenzhen's voice was trembling a little due to her guilty conscience.

She looked at Lin Mingmo, her eyes seemed to ask, "Why did you tell him?"

Lin Mingmo's eyes glared, and she whispered, "I didn't tell anyone."

Sheng Yuan had a cold face, ignored Sheng Zhenzhen and Lu Cheng, and walked straight towards Lin Mingmo.

When he reached her, he stopped and gently lifted her chin with his slender, cold fingers.

Caught off guard, Lin Mingmo had no time to dodge. The red finger marks on her neck that had not yet faded were clearly reflected in his eyes.

"Sheng Yuan, I..."

Lin Mingmo's voice was choked, and the feeling of suffocation was even worse than when Lu Cheng grabbed her neck just now.

Sheng Yuan's eyes grew colder and colder, and the chill emanating from his body was particularly chilling.

He slowly turned around and looked at Lu Cheng. His hanging hands gradually clenched into fists, his knuckles protruded, his jaw line was tightly stretched, his muscles moved slightly, and a violent storm was brewing in his dark eyes.

Everyone felt his anger.

With a strong sense of hostility, he looked at Lu Cheng as if he was looking at a piece of rotten meat.

"Mr. Sheng..." Lu Cheng spoke with difficulty, wanting to explain something.

However, the next moment, Sheng Yuan took a step forward, grabbed his right hand, and twisted it back with force.

Whichever hand Lu Cheng used to strangle Lin Mingmo's neck, Sheng Yuan would cripple that hand.

The severe pain came and Lu Cheng let out a shrill scream.

"Mr. Sheng! Mr. Sheng! It's a misunderstanding!" Lu Cheng begged for mercy, "Please let me go! It hurts..."

"Uncle! Let me go!" Sheng Zhenzhen panicked and shouted, "Security! Security!"

Sheng Yuan's face was gloomy as he stared at Lu Cheng straightly until he heard a few "click" sounds of dislocated fingers. Then he let go of his hand and calmly straightened his clothes.

For him, this level of punishment was already a sign of mercy.

Lu Cheng held his right wrist with his left hand, knelt on the ground in pain, and let out a painful wail.

Lin Mingmo was stunned.

Sheng Yuan broke Lu Cheng's finger just like that?

It turns out that he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

Thinking about how many times she had angered Sheng Yuan, she couldn't help but feel scared.

Fortunately, that trick was not used on me.

Seeing Lu Cheng's painful expression, she felt relieved, and the resentment stuck in her throat was instantly released.

"Uncle! You've gone too far!" Sheng Zhenzhen squatted down to protect Lu Cheng, glaring at Sheng Yuan angrily and scolding, "Are you going to turn your back on your relatives for this one woman?"

"Dear? Whose dear?" Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold aura enveloping his whole body. His expression was sinister, and the words that came out of his thin lips were so cold that they could break ice. "Sheng Zhenzhen, for a man like this, only you treat him as a treasure. I don't even bother to say anything to you."

"Uncle! You!" Sheng Zhenzhen was furious.

Sheng Zhenzhen thought that since her uncle was engaged to Fang Yaqi, he had broken up with Lin Mingmo. She didn't expect that he would still interfere in matters related to her.

He stood up for her so openly... Are you really not pretending at all?

This woman... Sheng Zhenzhen didn't dare to anger Sheng Yuan, and cast a resentful look at Lin Mingmo.

Sheng Yuan stood in front of Lin Mingmo, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a sneer. "Keep an eye on him. If he dares to appear in front of Lin Mingmo again, it won't just be a dislocated finger."

As he said that, he turned around, grabbed Lin Mingmo's hand, and strode out.

Lin Mingmo was in shock and subconsciously jogged to catch up with Sheng Yuan.

Lu Cheng's wailing and whimpering gradually became quieter.

Lin Mingming couldn't help but look back.

Fortunately, this is a hospital, and Lu Cheng's hand can probably be saved.

She turned back and looked up, seeing Sheng Yuan's profile, deep eyes, high nose bridge, tightly pursed thin lips, and slightly red ears...

My heart is trembling.

I can't help but be moved.

She looked at her hands clasped with Sheng Yuan's, and her palms felt hot.

After realizing that Sheng Yuan is now someone else's fiancé, Lin Mingmo wants to let go.

But Sheng Yuan increased his strength and held it tightly.

"If you don't want to anger me, just be quiet!"

His low and hoarse voice was a little threatening, and Lin Mingmo didn't dare to move anymore.

"Lin Mingmo, if you have a masochistic tendency, you can tell me and I can satisfy you." Sheng Yuan turned around and glanced at her coldly.

Lin Mingmo's cheeks flushed, "I...I didn't..."

At the hospital entrance, a Maybach was still running.

Sheng Yuan opened the car door and pushed Lin Mingmo in.

Ten seconds later, he also got in the car.

The Maybach roared and sped away from the hospital.

The scenery outside the window passed by quickly, and Lin Mingmo's emotions gradually calmed down.

The familiar smell in the car and the person next to her made her feel inexplicably safe.

"Does it still hurt?" a deep voice sounded.

Lin Mingmo put her hand on her neck, where she felt a dull pain.

But she shook her head gently, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"They say every failure makes you wiser. Why do you keep failing?" Sheng Yuan scoffed.

Lin Mingmo was speechless and could only scratch her face in embarrassment.

"Looks like I need to ask you to learn some boxing or something, so you don't get bullied all the time..." He seemed to be talking to himself, "Forget it, if you learn boxing, you'll use it against me. I'll just keep a close eye on you from now on."

When Lin Mingmo heard these words, she savored them and felt embarrassed.

It's as if they have a very close relationship.

We're already engaged, so we should keep our distance...

"Master Sheng! Do I need to remind you again that you were engaged last night?" Lin Mingmo's hands tightly grasped the seat belt. "Technically speaking, you are now a married man."

She thought Sheng Yuan would be unhappy to hear this, and it would not be surprising if he threw her out of the car.

However, Sheng Yuan drove as usual and replied lightly, "So what? You've always called yourself Sheng Yang's wife, and I don't mind it. Why should you mind it?"

Lin Mingmo frowned, feeling that the logic of this statement was a little wrong.

This is not a question of whether you mind or not!

but……

She turned her head to look at Sheng Yuan, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Sheng Yuan.

"If you want to make it official...we can go get a marriage certificate." As he said this, he turned his head and glanced at her with a smile in his eyes.