An Wen didn't expect that she was also fortunate enough to experience a bloody drama of a wealthy family that can only be seen in novels and TV series.

It stands to reason that she should also be like what is written in the book, like mourning and crying, but the reality is that she can't even squeeze out a drop of dry tears, on the contrary, she still has a little schadenfreude in her heart.

"Father, please go ahead and finish the procedure."

Compared with the stunned melon-eating crowd in the church, she, the bride-to-be, was too calm.

The priest glanced at her, then at the old man Lu who was sitting in the front row, and saw that the latter nodded lightly to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and according to the procedure, presided over the whole wedding.

"Hoo ......"

Finally lasted until the end of the wedding, returned to their "new house" peacefully, ripped off the veil, kicked off the wedding shoes two or three times, and crooked on the wide sofa, where is there still half a bit of the bride's elegance?

Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Lu Chen, the prospective groom, had disappeared for five or six hours.

He hasn't come back yet, and it seems that Lu Chen is really in love with that Mingzhu who is called Mingzhu.

Scold.

A sneer rose at the corner of his lips, who was he talking to, what did he have to do with her?

It's better for him never to come back, and save her the tiredness of accompanying him in a play.

Humming a little song, Meimei took a rose bath, changed into silk pajamas, and was about to sleep beautifully, but the door was suddenly kicked open, and Lu Chen appeared in front of her with a cold face and murderous energy.

"Lu—"

Before Chen's words could be spoken, his slender neck had been strangled fiercely, and he was forced to fall on the bed by Lu Chen before he had time to call for help.

"What did you say to Mingzhu?"

A low roar erupted from Lu Chen's throat, like a wounded beast.

An Wen was surprised: "I only saw her for the first time today, how can I-"

"It's not what you told her, who else could it be, you, a femme fatale, actually beat her!"

Lu Chen's eyes were blood-red, and the big palm that choked her neck used a little bit of strength, An Wen only felt that he was like a rag, and he was about to die, but he accidentally grabbed the vase next to the bed, and the desire to survive instantly overcame everything, she picked up the vase and smashed it viciously-

With a muffled sound, Lu Chen's big palm suddenly let go, he took a long breath, and quickly rolled down from the bed, staring at the man in front of him as if he was facing a great enemy.

At that moment, she used all her strength, and a blood stain seeped down Lu Chen's forehead, falling drop by drop along his chiseled face, splashing on the snow-white carpet, as if blooming flowers from the other side.

"Hehe, after beating Mingzhu, now even I am beaten - Anwen, you are very good."

Lu Chen stared at An Wen firmly, with a pair of eyes flashing with crazy light-

"Lu Chen, are you crazy! I just saw that pearl for the first time today! Where am I going to hit her. ”

An Wen slowly moved towards the door while trying to reason with Lu Chen.

"Hehe, you mean, Mingzhu she framed you?"

Lu Chen sneered, taking advantage of An Wen's inattention, he had already stepped forward, grabbed An Wen's slender waist, and held her heavily in his arms, his iron arm was like a bucket, trapping her between his chest and the wall.

"Lu Chen, what are you doing, ah-"

An is still in the future and after saying a word, the lower body has been ruthlessly entered.

"Aren't you going to give me a succession? Aren't you able to enjoy the touch I don't have for other women? Damn, you dare to make Mingzhu cry! Lu Chen easily clasped the woman's arms above her head and hooked a cruel arc-

"Then enjoy, Mrs. Lu......"

Damn Lu Chen!

When An Wen woke up again, it was close to dusk, and the light of the setting sun shone ambiguously on her, making her more and more shocking.

The tearing pain in the middle of her legs made her almost afraid to get out of bed. Gritted his teeth and ran for a hot shower to breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the torn clothes all over the floor, she took a long breath and felt her head hurt even more.

Struggling to go downstairs, drinking a few cups of hot tea, this is a little calmer.

The scenes that happened yesterday were shown in An Wen's head like a movie, and after a little thought, she knew what the problem was.

Shu Mingzhu.

That's right, this Lu Chen's predecessor who came out of nowhere is the culprit who caused him to go berserk.

It's not simple, this woman, Lu Chen, who can be deceived as soon as she shows up, turns around, and with a few lies, she gives herself such a big dismount.

Lu Chen has not been seen until now, no need to ask, he must have run to her.

It's just that An Wen can't understand that since he still cares so much, why did he disappear for so many years all of a sudden, and then appear at this juncture?

There must be a cat.

"Madame and Mr. are really in love with the plaice."

The maid came up with hot tea, took all the kiss marks in her eyes, and spoke softly with a stiff smile, her eyes full of jealousy.

I heard that the identity of the lady is just a salary, but she can get into the eyes of the young master, on the other hand, it is impossible for them to even get close, and I can't help but feel a trace of loss in my heart.