In the dark night sky, flashes of lightning disappeared in a flash, and the thunder rumbled!
Song Xiaoman, who was in a mess, got up from the mud pit. "Ouch, it hurts. It hurts so much. I, I..."
"All right, all right. If you can't talk properly, just say a few less words. Don't waste your time and run for your life!"
"Ah, old woman... I, I, I absolutely don't want to marry the First Young Master of the Qin Family!"
"It's full. Why do you have to do that?"
The old woman looked at the little girl who had been raised since she was a child and sighed. "The young master of the Qin family just lost a wife, and he doesn't mind that you are stuttering. Don't be so picky. Instead of staying in the Song family and being beaten to death by your second aunt, you'd better marry her and live a good life!"
"No—no!"
Song Xiaoman wiped the mud off her face and bit her lip, her eyes burning with anger.
She was only 20 years old, an innocent little girl with a good appearance. Why should she marry a man who was old and had lost his wife!
Needless to say, it must be a trap set by Second Uncle and Second Aunt.
The old woman shook her head helplessly and said, "Child, you will suffer if you do this. It doesn't matter what you want. How can you fight with those people of the Song family?"
Speaking of which, the child was pitiful. His mother died when he was born, and he lost his father a few years ago. He had a hard time staying under someone else's roof. Unfortunately, this girl had a stubborn temper, and her words were always relentless.
Didn't she see that her second aunt had beaten her up again tonight?
She had always tried to persuade him to endure it as much as he could. In the end, he could at least suffer less.
But this girl was so good. She scolded her second aunt and said all kinds of harsh words.
According to her second aunt's bad temper, if she didn't run away tonight, she would be beaten half to death.
Song Xiaoman endured the pain and ran forward desperately!
Not far from the Song family mansion, a luxurious black car was slowly driving over.
The car suddenly stopped at the roadside. The middle-aged man looked back at the man in the back seat and said, "Sir, the Song family is in the front."
"But are you really going to marry the daughter of the Song family? I heard that the girl is..."
"It's a subtle stroke of wisdom."
How could the most powerful and dignified man in North City marry an idiot as his wife?
Wouldn't he become a joke in the world?
There was no extra expression on the man's face. His perfect and deep facial features were like carvings. He looked out of the window, and there was a cold aura in his eyes.
Under his straight nose, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was soft and low. "It doesn't matter. Young Master Song is the only woman I want to marry."
The man sighed softly and continued to step on the accelerator.
Suddenly, the car came to a sudden halt, like a mass of black things pouncing on the front of the car?
Song Xiaoman gasped and put her hands in front of the car. "Stop, stop!"
The man frowned and said with some vigilance, "Sir, I'll get out of the car and have a look."
An almost imperceptible smile appeared in the man's calm eyes. "No, I'll go."
The car door opened and he stood tall and straight under the rain. The rain drenched his high-spirited suit jacket.
He approached and lowered his eyes.
The rain fell on his face, and Song Xiaoman couldn't see anything. She could only hold the man's legs tightly and refuse to let go. "Can I, let me get in, get in the car, hide?"
Almost without hesitation, the man picked Song Xiaoman up from the ground.
Back in the back seat, he ordered in a low voice, "Drive, go back to the villa."
The subordinate was dumbfounded. "Sir, are you... going to take them back?"
The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he wiped the mud on Song Xiao's face with his wide palm. He stared at her meaningfully and said, "It's dirty. Take it back and wash it first."
