The June sky was a bit sweltering.
Feng Yu stood at the door in her wedding dress, her delicate and petite face calm.
When she was eight, her mother passed away, and her father remarried. After her stepmother came, she had been locked up in the Feng family compound for ten years without ever stepping out.
This was the first time in ten years that she had walked out of the Feng family's door.
Ironically, it was for a wedding to ward off ill - fortune.
Her stepmother had saved someone from the Fu family years ago, which led to this arranged marriage.
However, after hearing that the groom was the sick and ugly Third Young Master Fu, the other two daughters of the Feng family refused to marry him at all costs.
So they pushed her out instead.
"I'm so reluctant to part with my precious daughter. But she insisted on getting married. Even though I'm her stepmother, I can't go against my daughter's wishes. After all, she's my dearest daughter," He Xinlan said, shedding fake tears. People around her consoled her one by one.
Feng Yu cast a cold glance at He Xinlan, who was distorting the truth. He Xinlan used to be a young model. She became extremely popular shortly after her debut, and the means behind her success were quite questionable.
He Xinlan was very good at manipulating public opinion, so no matter what Feng Yu said in the Feng family, her father would never believe her.
But now, things were different.
Feng Yu lowered her eyes slightly and said in a well - behaved manner, "Auntie, didn't you say that neither of my sisters was willing to marry? If I don't marry, the Feng family will be finished. I can't just watch the Feng family go to ruin... By the way, what does my husband look like?"
As soon as Feng Yu finished speaking,
He Xinlan's face immediately showed displeasure.
Others couldn't help but let out a snort of derision.
So it was a substitute marriage after all the tear - jerking show! And here she'd been going on and on about her precious daughter.
This He Xinlan was really good at distorting the truth. It seemed quite possible that the rumor about her killing the first wife was true.
Otherwise, why was she so eager to marry off the daughter of the first wife to that sickly man!
It was really a pity for this beauty. She didn't even know that the man she was going to marry was the well - known ugly duckling in North City.
"Ah, is that him?"
Feng Yu let out a soft exclamation. Everyone followed her gaze.
A man was walking over from a distance.
As soon as the man got out of the car, he started coughing. Leaning on his walking stick and hunched over, from the moment his terrifying and hideous face came into view, the sneering faces of the people around him never stopped.
Even He Xinlan, who had been displeased earlier, couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't her own daughter who was getting married.
The Third Young Master Fu was really ugly.
Judging from his condition, he wouldn't last long.
"Mom, I'm leaving. I hope my marriage won't bring any trouble to the Feng family," Feng Yu said very obediently in the end.
Such a beautiful woman with such a heartless stepmother...
People looked at He Xinlan, who was dressed up gaudily, and started to curse.
[While the head of the family was on a business trip, she secretly married off her step - daughter. How vicious!]
[Exactly! She clearly wants to curry favor with the powerful, but instead she tells this nonsense about the Feng family being finished if no one marries. Why doesn't she marry off her own daughter!]
He Xinlan was so angry that her face turned green.
Originally, she had planned this wedding well. She was going to put on a show of deep affection and reluctance.
Tomorrow's newspapers would feature the touching topic of the famous supermodel being reluctant to part with her daughter at the wedding.
But this stupid Feng Yu had ruined everything with just a few words!
She had underestimated the daughter of that bitch!
But it didn't matter. A married daughter was like spilled water.
She had locked Feng Yu up for ten years. Now, was she still afraid that Feng Yu could cause any trouble?
The wedding car drove forward all the way.
The car was completely silent, except for the man's labored coughing.
"Do you want some?"
Feng Yu looked up at him and offered a milk candy.
The man didn't say a word. Although his face was terrifying, his eyes were unusually beautiful, a light color with a flowing luster.
Before the man could respond, the car suddenly shook violently.
When the wedding car was turning on a mountain road, it suddenly seemed to lose control and rushed out...