"Sis, from now on, your future brother-in-law belongs to me, Mu Xuerou. You should start calling him brother-in-law." Mu Xuerou put on her clothes, walked over, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked at Mu Shini with pride, "I heard from mom that your strange illness is syphilis. How could you be so clueless and still think about marrying Shao Chen?"
"This kind of scumbag, I, Mu Shini, don't even want! Mu Xuerou, if you like him, take him!"
Mu Shini only felt a churn in her stomach, unable to stop herself from dry heaving. She coldly turned and left.
"Nian Nian..."
"Shao Chen, don't go after her... She's an unlucky person. You haven't seen her when she relapses, it's so ugly and disgusting! Let's continue what we haven't finished..." A hint of a victorious smile flickered in Mu Xuerou's eyes.
...
After Mu Shini left Ye Shaochen's villa, her vision blurred with tears.
Tears kept welling up in her eyes.
Her heart felt like dying embers.
In a daze, the phone in her bag had been vibrating for a long time. She finally answered, it was her grandfather calling, "Nian Nian, Grandpa won't deceive you. If you can marry Bo Sishen, it will be the happiness of your life. Grandpa hopes to see you marry Bo Sishen in his lifetime."
A military order is as firm as a mountain, Mu Shini couldn't disobey.
Moreover, with Ye Shaochen and Mu Xuerou's betrayal, she suddenly lost her direction!
Mu Shini stood far away on the opposite side of the road from the civil affairs bureau, hesitating whether to go over. At that moment, a luxurious black car stopped at the entrance of the bureau, and soon the car door opened. A bodyguard took a wheelchair from the trunk, and two other bodyguards helped a man with a hat, who had difficulty moving, to sit in the wheelchair.
Mu Shini's gaze fell on the license plate, 0000, it was Bo Sishen's car.
Why does the man before her eyes look different from what her father and grandfather described?
Who said Bo Sishen was just paralyzed? Who said he was sick?
The Bo Sishen she saw with her own eyes looked gravely ill, as old as a seventy or eighty-year-old man, lifelessly slumped in the wheelchair, with his hands constantly shaking as if he had a stroke.
In her eyes, the man not far away seemed to be living his last moments!
It wasn't discrimination; it was that she felt creepy just looking at him!
Oh God, is Mu Shini to spend the rest of her life with such an old, disabled, and ugly man?
She's only eighteen years old!
No!
She's just eighteen, not even at the legal marriage age! Why did her family ask her to come to the civil affairs bureau?
Moreover, she can't marry this man!
Marrying him would be pushing herself into a burning pit!
She just jumped out of Ye Shaochen's fire pit, how could she jump into another bottomless abyss?
She's only eighteen, in her first year of college, with a bright future ahead. How could it be ruined by an old man?
Mu Shini quickly turned around and left, standing by the roadside, she raised her hand to stop a slowly moving car.
The car slowly stopped. Mu Shini quickly opened the door, got into the passenger seat, and said, "Driver, please drive quickly!"
Bo Sishen was about to make a right turn, but a girl jumped into the car, and his sharp, cold eyes were tinged with a chill as he glanced at Mu Shini, who was fastening her seatbelt, and frowned, "Where to?"
Bo Sishen's deep and smooth voice was extraordinarily sexy, with the muffled richness of a cello, very charming.
Mu Shini was instantly drawn to the magnetic, pleasing voice at her ear. She quickly turned her head to look, and a face of striking handsomeness came into view. She was amazed: How could there be such a handsome man in the world?
She stared, somewhat dazed, swallowing unconsciously.
The man looked like he was in his late twenties, with a clean short haircut, impeccably sculpted features, and deep, dark eyes that seemed like a vast universe, drawing one to explore further.