"Yan Zhen, she is your only sister, what did you let her do?"

"There are many rules for wealthy families, do you think she is there to enjoy happiness? She went to the Fu family to suffer for you. ”

In the ancestral hall filled with incense, Yan Zhen knelt in front of her grandfather's death card and bowed, and behind her was her stepmother's chattering voice.

The old man of the Yan family passed away three years ago, and made two wishes before his death.

One of them is to let his granddaughter Yan Zhen marry into the Fu family and be the granddaughter-in-law of his old comrades-in-arms.

Now that the three-year filial piety period has passed, the Fu family's wedding car has also arrived at the door, but the stepmother is spitting and pestering Yan Zhen to persuade her, not wanting her to get married.

"It's absolutely right for you to listen to your mother, the twisted melon is not sweet, you have no emotional foundation, this day after marriage must be a chicken, fly and dog jump, it is better to let your sister suffer a little loss and marry for you, so that it can be regarded as helping you fulfill your grandfather's last wish."

Yan Zhen got up, turned to look at her stepmother, and said in a calm tone:

"Mom, I've seen my sister's eight characters, she married Fu Yan lightly, and the heavy one was scattered, I know that the twisted melon is not sweet, but grandpa asked me to twist it down, it doesn't matter if it's sweet or not."

The Fu family is the richest man in Gusu.

The youngest heir, Fu Yan, is not only rich and powerful, but also looks like a jade tree, and there are countless people who want to marry Fu Yan.

Yan Zhen is unremarkable, but he gets what he wants.

Outsiders are jealous, and the family is so jealous that their eyes are red.

Yan Yurou stood in the corner and stared at Yan Zhen coldly, her delicate face was full of unwillingness and anger.

Yan Yurou has been a wealthy lady who has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child, whether it is upbringing, knowledge, or appearance, she thinks that she is far above Yan Zhen.

And Yan Zhen is just a country girl who grew up in the mountains, Yan Yurou can't accept that she loses to Yan Zhen.

She thinks that a person like Yan Zhen is the best destination to be a mountain villager.

Grandpa is eccentric, she is also his granddaughter, why did she let Yan Zhen marry such a good family?

Seeing that the persuasion of the elders was fruitless, and Yan Zhen's determination to marry could not be changed, Yan Yurou was angry, and simply picked up scissors and cut a few holes in Yan Zhen's wedding dress.

She proudly patted the non-existent dust on her hands: "It's okay now, no one has to marry." ”

Seeing this, Yan Zhen got up, his eyes were cold, he walked up to Yan Yurou, raised his hand and slapped her in the face:

"This wedding dress of two million is prepared by the Fu family, this slap is your apology, as a sister, I have also fulfilled my responsibility for upbringing, lest you spoil other people's things outside in the future, and even the Yan family will pay for it."

Stepmother Zhang Lian looked at her daughter's red and swollen cheeks when she was beaten, and suddenly felt distressed.

She pulled Yan Yurou in her arms, pointed her finger at Yan Zhen and scolded loudly: "Yan Zhen, you don't know what to do, you and Fu Yan don't agree, Yurou is willing to marry and suffer for you, not only are you unwilling, you still want to beat her to death?" ”

Yan Zhen stood fixedly, his eyebrows picturesque, "What about me and Fu Yan, it's not just that you touch your mouth, if you don't want to see Yan Yurou come out of the funeral, don't stop me from getting married." ”

After speaking, Yan Zhen pushed Zhang Lian away, raised his legs and walked out.

On the long street outside, the mighty wedding cars lined up from the street to the end of the street, and the crowd around them was crowded to watch the excitement.

The executive's family who came to pick up his relatives was the person next to Mr. Fu.

He saw Yan Zhen walking out without even wearing a wedding dress, and he didn't ask much, but hurriedly opened the car door and asked her to go up.

immediately threw out the solution: "Miss, it's still early, let's go to the wedding dress shop later and make you a makeup, okay?" ”

It was an inquiring tone, obviously very respectful of Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen nodded and thanked him.

The executives smiled with relief.

Before going out, Old Man Fu gave him a death order, and he must receive someone today.

The old man had already tied up his eldest grandson himself to the wedding scene.

Other people's youngest granddaughter is delicate, and the old man is not good at being a bad person, so he sent him, a person of the moment, if he does not do things properly, the old man will be held accountable in the future.

Anyway, even if the two of them press their heads today, they must get married.

The executive's family looked at the Yan family, and after waiting for a while, the team to send off relatives reluctantly walked out.

The executives were anxious, but they were helpless.

Finally waiting for departure, the executive's family first took Yan Zhen to do makeup, and hurried to the wedding banquet site, fortunately, there was no delay in the auspicious time.

At the wedding, Yan Zhen wore a white wedding dress.

Through the veil, she saw her groom for the first time.

Fu Yan was wearing a silver-black suit, nearly one meter nine tall, and his figure was tall and majestic.

He stood upright on the stage, with a face that fascinated thousands of women, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he had a bitter and hateful expression, and he was coerced at first glance.

Yan Zhen took a deep breath.

Fu Yan has been famous over the years.

I heard that in just a few years after he took over the Fu family, he held the economic lifeline of East Asia in his hands, and he was full of majesty at a young age, making countless business tycoons bow down to him.

However, such a person became her husband.

Yan Zhen couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Grandpa, you haven't cheated me, have you?" This person, he can't eat people, right? ”

The wedding march sounded, and Yan Zhen walked towards Fu Yan in a wedding dress.

There was applause at the scene.

Witnessed by countless people, they walked through the wedding process step by step.

Say the oaths, exchange wedding rings, and coax the guests who are the ones who are really happy about this wedding.

The Yan family also came with many relatives.

The elders who have unmarried daughters in the family have eyes like radar, sweeping around the crowd, asking for business cards everywhere, which is not a little embarrassing to Yan Zhen.

The party party did not disperse until late at night.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Zhen, who was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, was sent back to the wedding room.

As soon as the door closed, Yan Zhen stopped pretending, she impatiently took off the complicated dress on her body and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

In the sound of rushing water, the door behind him was suddenly opened.

Yan Zhen was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the bath towel on the shelf and wrapped it around his body, and through the steaming mist, Yan Zhen looked at the person who walked in at the door.

It was her bitter and vengeful newlywed husband.

Fu Yan is tall and straight, giving people a strong sense of oppression in the cramped space.

Yan Zhen subconsciously took a step back, and said in a consultative tone, "Mr. Fu, I'm taking a bath, can you go out first?" ”

Fu Yan staggered in front of Yan Zhen.

At the wedding banquet, he wanted to toast the elders, Fu Yan didn't drink less, he was full of alcohol, his knuckle fingers pinched Yan Zhen's chin, and his voice was extremely cold:

"My family invited the whole city to a banquet, and let you marry me in a hurry under the watchful eye of the people, and you got what you wanted, aren't you very proud?"

"Mr. Fu, you hurt me!"

Yan Zhen forcefully broke away from Fu Yan's hand and explained: "Marriage is the arrangement of the two patriarchs, and I can't help myself, you shouldn't be angry at me." ”