Today's headline: The fourth daughter of Family Lu, Lu Qingyun, and the third young master of the Yan family, Yan Zhenting, are engaged today!
Once this news broke out, it shook the entire Imperial Capital.
The fourth daughter of Family Lu, Lu Qingyun, was uncouth and uncultured. She had a bad reputation.
The most shocking news was her identity. She was an illegitimate daughter of the Family Lu. She didn't even deserve to be listed in the family tree.
It was rumored that Third Master Yan Zhenting was a cripple. He couldn't take care of himself and could only sit in a wheelchair.
An illegitimate daughter paired with a cripple. Everyone agreed that they were a perfect match!
When Third Master Yan heard the news, he jumped up from his wheelchair and fainted. He was struggling on the edge of life and death …
At this moment, the female lead of Family Lu, Lu Qingyun, was plucking radishes from the endless fields.
"Huff!" A bone-chilling wind blew past. Lu Qingyun stood in the field and shivered. She instinctively hid her hands in her sleeves.
The December wind hurt her face. She raised her head and looked at the endless fields of radishes. She couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you standing there for? If you don't finish plucking radishes today, don't think about going home for dinner! "
Her aunt, Li Xiulan, saw that she was standing there motionless. She began to curse her viciously.
"Wretched girl, I haven't seen you for the past few days. Where have you been? Don't tell me you went to seduce another man? "
When she was three years old, she was sent to the remote Li Village and placed in Li Xiulan's care. Although she was her aunt, she wasn't related to her at all.
Thanks to this woman, the entire village knew about her identity as an illegitimate daughter. They mocked and ridiculed her in private and avoided her.
Lu Qingyun was used to such vicious curses. She closed her eyes and let her brain and ears block them.
Li Xiulan was even more furious when she saw that she wasn't making a sound. She raised her leg and kicked her. Lu Qingyun glanced at the thick leg that was flying towards her.
"Aiya." With a scream, Li Xiulan fell to the ground. Her posture was very enchanting. Lu Qingyun covered her mouth and snickered. "Auntie, are you okay?"
Li Xiulan got up from the ground with a broken sausage mouth. She raised her hand to hit her in anger. "You little b * tch, see if I don't beat you to death …"
Creak!
A black Lincoln limousine stopped at the roadside of the carrot field. Aunt Liu shouted from the opposite side, "Mrs. Li, you have an important guest at your home."
The appearance of such a luxurious car in such a rural area immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.
The car door opened, and a white-haired butler walked up to Lu Qingyun and bowed respectfully. "Fourth Miss, we're here to take you home!"
"Go home?" Lu Qingyun's gaze was slightly cold. She had been left in this damned place for fifteen years, and now she was suddenly brought back to the Family Lu.
It couldn't be that they were putting on a show about the return of an orphaned daughter from a wealthy family and the deep love between father and daughter.
"Hmph!" She snorted coldly and turned to leave with disdain in her eyes. "What Family Lu? I'm not going, and I'm not interested."
The butler seemed to have expected this. He waved behind him and said, "Someone, invite Fourth Miss into the car!"
A few bodyguards got out of the car and forcefully pulled her in. Lu Qingyun clenched her fists and struggled. "What are you doing? Let go of me, be careful …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck. Then, her vision turned black and she collapsed in the car.
She vaguely heard a woman's low voice. "Hurry up, send this silly girl over immediately."
Who was this woman? Where were they going to send her?
Capital, Yan Family's villa.
Lu Qingyun suddenly opened her eyes. The chandelier on the ceiling was dazzling to her eyes. She instinctively reached out to block the strong light.
She stood up and looked around. Everything in front of her felt unfamiliar, and the room she was in was full of luxury.
Where was this place? Had she already returned to the Family Lu?
She lowered her head and looked at the white wedding dress she was wearing. She couldn't help but frown. Who changed her into this?
Yes, she remembered. A second ago, she was still in the radish field in Li Village. She didn't want to be sneak attacked and knocked unconscious.
"Creak!"
The door to Lu Qingyun's room was pushed open. A bespectacled butler and a few servants walked in.
"Third Young Mistress, you're finally awake. Young Master has been waiting for you in the room for a long time. Please come with me."
Without any explanation, the butler led Lu Qingyun to another room and pushed her in by a few servants.
Where was this place? She was the Fourth Miss of the Family Lu. How did she suddenly become the Third Young Mistress?
The servants outside the door gave a sarcastic reminder.
"Third Young Master's body is weak, so it's not convenient for him to move around. Third Young Mistress, please take the initiative."
"Today is your wedding night, so we won't disturb you. We wish you a child soon."
Wait, what wedding night? Who was she getting married to? Why didn't she know anything?
The new room was a little dark, and the light yellow wall lamp emitted a gentle light. She squinted and looked across the room. She could vaguely see a man lying on the soft bed.
The man's face was cold, and his eyes were closed. His side profile had perfect lines. The light shone on his face, making it look like an exquisite painting.
There was a wheelchair beside the bed. It seemed that the man lying on the bed was indeed not very convenient.
Lu Qingyun reached out to check his pulse. The next second, her slender wrist was clasped by a few slender fingers. He turned her over and pressed her under his body.
"Are you Lu Qingyun?" A low and magnetic voice came from his throat, and his scorching gaze seemed to burn her.
She was shocked. This was the Third Young Master they were talking about. She thought that her so-called new husband was a sickly person.
But now, his wrist was strong, and his whole body was emitting a murderous aura. He was clearly a healthy man. It seemed that the rumors were not true.
Lu Qingyun quickly bent her knees and resisted his oppressive body. The corners of her mouth curved into a charming sneer. She asked, "Are you the disabled Third Young Master?"
Yan Zhenting carefully sized up the little woman under his body. Under the hazy light, he arrogantly stretched out his finger and lifted her chin, admiring the contours of her face. There was actually a trace of mystery and charm.
This was the legendary illegitimate daughter of the Family Lu, whose face was like Zhong Kui's. Her pair of mischievous eyes seemed to be able to see through him at a glance.
There was a faint rustling sound outside the room. Yan Zhenting's eyes became cold and deep.
His hand fell on her waist and became even more restless.
Lu Qingyun frowned slightly and quickly grabbed the mischievous hand. "Third Young Master, what do you want to do?"
Yan Zhenting narrowed his eyes. "Do you know how to scream?"
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