The stepmother and stepsister were unwilling to lose their wealth, so they turned their attention to Lei Shaoyu, the second young man who was most likely to inherit the handsome seal.

Therefore, he took the original owner back and asked her to marry the disabled young marshal Lei Chen.

Who knew that on the day of the wedding, the original owner inadvertently knew the truth, so he begged Lei Shaoyu to take her to escape. As a result, he was arrested before he could step out of the second door.

That night, after worshipping, Lei Chen did not return to the room, and the original owner was hungry and uncomfortable to find food. I accidentally saw a couple of men and women having a private meeting, and I heard that they planned to kill Lei Chen. The original owner panicked and accidentally alarmed the pair of wild mandarin ducks, and soon after returning to the room, they fainted and died, and then died in the fire......

After reading this, Su Jiu only had one big one in his!

The vicious stepmother and stepsister are easy to clean up, and the scumbag father and the violent young marshal are easy to dismiss!

But Su, who the original owner bumped into who was stealing. Love? And this is still the mastermind who murdered Lei Chen!

If he marries Lei Chen, Lei Chen has something to do, and he can't escape!

If you don't marry and make the Marshal's Mansion lose face, won't you just survive tonight?

Su Jiu was in a hurry when he heard the sound of the door opening and the wheels rolling.

In the yellowing light, a resolute and handsome man sat in a wheelchair and slowly approached. Although he was wearing a red robe, he was slaughtered all over his body, like a Shura from hell, which made people tremble.

Su Jiu looked at Lei Chen who was approaching in a daze, his face was three-dimensional and deep, and his facial features were like knives and axes. If he hadn't been injured, and put on a military uniform, he would definitely be the dream lover of thousands of girls!

"You are...... Luo Su Nine? ”

His voice was low and mellow, like the wind sweeping through the leaves. Rubbing sound, pleasant to the ear and durable.

Su Jiu sat in the middle of the red silk quilt, his skin was as white as jade, and his body was delicate and weak. Her eyes flashed, and she looked at the man in front of her aggrievedly.

"Sir, can you let me go first?"

Hearing this elegant title, Lei Chen sneered, pulled out the gun from his waist and held it in his hand. Play.

"Sir? I don't know how many lives have been killed by this gun in my hand. You even call me sir? ”

Su Jiu shrunk his neck and pointed to a painting hanging on the wall.

"It's your handwriting, you can write, and you write well...... I don't call you sir, what do you call you? ”