It was a grand wedding.

Countless pink balloons floated on the green lawn, and waiters dressed in fitted white shirts and vests shuttled among the guests. The long dining table covered with white tablecloths is filled with a variety of wines, drinks and snacks, all of which exude sophistication and luxury.

And the headline of the newspaper that day was "Mu Ningyuan, the heir of the Mu family, marries his true love Cinderella: give you the most dreamy wedding".

Miao Miao pinched the corner of the newspaper, smiled sarcastically, and then threw the newspaper in the corner.

There were a lot of people in the room, and they were busy, but in comparison, it seemed that she, the bride, had nothing to do. As the heroine of the newspaper, should she shed a few tears at the wedding to show that she is flattered and moved?

Ten centimeter high heels enhance her momentum, and the long skirt of the wedding dress is embellished with precious diamonds, and this wedding dress alone is sky-high. With an impeccable smile on her face, Miao Miao left the room in the crowd and slowly walked towards her husband - I don't know when I will become my ex-husband's husband, Mu Ningyuan.

The official wedding was on the lawn of the seven-star hotel, and the reporter reported that this was the most fantastic marriage, the address was on the private island of the Mu family, and the guests were either rich or expensive, and even the souvenirs prepared for the reporter were high-end chocolate gift boxes, worth 1,000 yuan.

There are pink balloons everywhere on the ground, red roses form arched flower stands, and Miao Miao is holding the arm of an elder of the Mu family - given her fatherless and motherless status, the role of "father" can only be temporarily replaced by others.

Mu Ningyuan stood on the stage, surrounded by a priest with a face like a god. Every time Miao Miao got closer, she could see more clearly the impatience in Mu Ningyuan's eyes under her smiling expression.

Well, I'm happy to see that you're not happy.

Miao Miao is really happy, she used a wedding in exchange for the unhappiness of her biggest enemy, this wedding is too worthwhile. I don't know what kind of mood a certain beauty is feeling now that she can't come to the scene because of her identity and can only watch the live broadcast on the news?

Mu Ningyuan stretched out his hand, Miao Miao lowered her head shyly and smiled, stretched out her white palm, and gently put it on Mu Ningyuan's hand, the palms of the two were cold.

"Mr. Mu Ningyuan, are you willing to marry Miss Miao Miao, whether rich or poor...... or not," the priest read the line slowly.

"I do. Mu Ningyuan's tone was as flat as saying "The weather is good today".

When it was Miao Miao's turn, Miao Miao choked up with emotion: "I am willing." There were tears in the corners of her eyes, as if she was really moved by such an atmosphere, just like every bride who cried with joy, her eyes were red, but there was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Even if it's acting, you naturally have to be a competent actor. Miao Miao glanced at Mu Ningyuan with a smile in her eyes, and reminded him silently - don't forget that you are now playing a good husband character with deep affection, beware that the character will collapse on the first day of marriage, then Mu's stock value will be in jeopardy......

Mu Ning's eyes deepened, and the hand holding Miao Miao tightened unconsciously.

It hurts, but the more it hurts, the more you have to smile brightly.

The bright smile on Miao Miao's face, no matter who saw it, couldn't help but be infected by her good emotions, and then smiled. Except for Mu Ningyuan, of course.

She walked all day in high heels, with elegant demeanor and a decent smile, together with Mu Ningyuan, facing guests from all over the world, as well as countless flashing lights, no one could see that Mu's young grandmother was actually just a commoner, not a wealthy daughter.

It wasn't until late at night, when she returned to the villa, that Miao Miao threw away her high heels, returned to the bedroom with her feet, and collapsed on the bed.

"I thought you were having fun, didn't you? Mu Ningyuan frowned and untied his tie while looking at Miao Miao mockingly.

"It's true that I'm enjoying it, but you also know that I'm just a mortal in the flesh, and I'm still delicate and tender, don't you know this best?" Miao Miao got up lazily and threw a wink at Mu Ningyuan.

Mu Ningyuan's face changed, and he remembered the origin of his marriage, threw his tie on the ground, turned around and left the room without looking back, and it is estimated that he will not come back tonight.

On the first day of marriage, I was alone in the empty boudoir, which was really miserable.

Miao Miao took off the aggressive smile on her face, slowly got up, picked up the tie on the ground and put it on the dresser. The dresser was full of bottles and jars, and she took the makeup remover and removed the thick makeup from her face. Without the embellishment of makeup, her face was abnormally pale and fragile.

There was not much emotion in her indifferent eyes, and Miao Miao looked at herself in the mirror.

From this moment on, there was no way back for her. The buried truths that shattered her world completely, she will definitely find out, and then ...... Retaliate one by one.

After a tiring day, all the limbs and corpses were protesting, but she could still take off her toasting dress and walk into the bathroom lightly, until she locked the bathroom door and soaked in the bathtub, she dared to relax a little and breathe a shallow breath.

Mu Ningyuan walked into the guest room angrily, and slammed the door of the room as if to vent. It's a pity that the sound insulation effect is too good, and Miao Miao next door didn't hear any movement at all.

This is the first time Mu Ningyuan has been threatened in his life! Because of this only one threat, he paid the price of his marriage.

Miao Miao, you'd better pray that you can spend these two years safely.

On the third day of the wedding, Mu Ningyuan returned to work at Mu's. After all, he had just taken over the Mu family, and even if the relationship between the two was good, it would be impossible for them to divorce at this time. What's more, the two are just playing on the spot.

Early in the morning, Mu Ningyuan got up. Because they lived in the old house, Mu Ningyuan and Miao Miao did not sleep in separate rooms. However, with Mu Ningyuan's dislike for Miao Miao, it is impossible to have any thoughts about Miao Miao. Miao Miao was very relieved about this.

"Young Master. The housekeeper handed today's newspaper to Mu Ningyuan, and the maid also began to prepare breakfast, "Breakfast has been prepared, do you want the young lady to get up and eat?"

"No, I don't. "Eating breakfast in front of the woman, he easily loses his appetite.

Mu Ningyuan turned the pages of the newspaper with an indifferent expression, quickly skimmed the summary, and then lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk.

"Husband. "It's a pity that someone doesn't want him to have a good time. Miao Miao was wearing silk pajamas and slowly walked downstairs, "Why don't you call me breakfast?"

With the laziness of just waking up in her voice, she walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Mu Ningyuan: "What a hard-working and good president, I went to work conscientiously on the third day of the wedding." ”

Mu Ningyuan glanced up at Miao Miao indifferently, lowered his head and continued to eat.

"Ah, this kind of day when you can sleep until you wake up naturally, and you only need to think about how to dress up, how to buy clothes, and how to spend time every day. Miao Miao sighed as if she had to say something.

"The first thing you do when you wake up is put on makeup, and you're in good spirits. Mu Ningyuan's tone seemed to be mocking and sarcastic, for the shallow fat powder on Miao Miao's face.