Chapter 3: Crossing to Marry (3)

A pain from her wrist woke Huang Ting up.

Really, others are happy to attend a forum party, and they can also make some good friends, why are they so unlucky! A friend who just arrived at the venue fell down the stairs before he had time to get to know him. Now Huang Ting only feels weak, and the pain in her wrist is unbearable. Could it be that she broke her wrist from a fall? She tried to move, hoping it wasn't too bad.

"Miss, are you awake?

Miss?Who is talking to her?Where is she now?Is it a hospital?Huang Ting tried to open her eyes, her head dizzy. She saw a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a pale green dress, standing in front of her bed.

"Who are you, and where am I?

"Miss, don't you know me? I'm your maid Xiao Min! You're in your Ling Cui Yuan!" Xiao Min's eyes widened and she looked at her young lady in disbelief, what's wrong with Miss? After all, did you still have the sequelae? What a poor young lady!

Xiao Min, Ling Cuiyuan, Huang Ting was excited, where the hell is this? She hurriedly looked around the room she was in. It was a simple room with simple decoration, except for a bed, a table, a few chairs, and a wardrobe, there was nothing superfluous, but the layout of the room, including the tables and chairs, was antique.

Wait, antique? How did she come up with such a word? She checked her environment again, yes, it's antique! And the girl named Xiaomin just now called herself Miss, where the hell did she go?

Huang Ting remembered that she went to attend the 10th anniversary party of the Internet Music Forum, and when she first arrived at the venue, she was touched by a person who did not have long eyes and fell down the stairs. Why did she end up in such a quaint house? Could it be...... Wearn?

But since Xiaomin calls herself Miss, then she should be in a big family, but why is her house so simple?

"That...... Xiaomin, I seem to have forgotten something, what's wrong with me?"

Hearing Miss's words, Xiao Min's tears flowed out again.

"Wait, Xiaomin, don't cry, what's the matter, what's wrong with me?" Huang Ting, who couldn't see others crying, panicked.

"Miss, my hard-working miss, the master wants to marry you to the tenth prince, but the young lady disagrees, the old man locked the young lady, and the young lady cut her wrists in order to resist...... "Xiao Min couldn't cry anymore when he said this.

But even if you get married, you can't commit suicide, you must know that human life is very precious!

"Doctor Han, are you saying that the little girl is no longer a problem?"

"Lord Tang, fortunately, I found it early, the third lady is fine now, she may have woken up now, you can go and take a look." ”

"There is Dr. Lao Han, Dr. Han walks slowly. "Sending the doctor away, Tang Wu went directly to Ling Cui Yuan.

"Wake up, okay! Then recuperate! Okay, you have to marry me!" Pushing open the door of Ling Cuiyuan, seeing the third daughter who had woken up, Tang Wu said coldly, "Now that you still have a temper, will you still play suicide for me?" The next time you play suicide, I will kill all the people of Ling Cuiyuan!"