"The Commander Mo's youngest son was very pleased to receive the wedding sweets. It seems the Mo family, though absent, still congratulates me on my joyous marriage!"
"You..."
Leng Muling's hands, placed on her lap, clenched tightly into fists.
Lu Mian grabbed her hand, pried her fingers open one by one, and then used her hand to lift the veil.
The veil, like a tattered cloth, was casually tossed into the corner by Lu Mian.
His alcohol-flushed face appeared before Leng Muling. In the dim light, it was both sinister and cold.
"Leng Muling, are you scared already on the very first day of marriage?" The blood-red veins in his eyes resembled bloodthirsty vines, invisibly wrapping around Leng Muling's body.
For a moment, Leng Muling's heart trembled.
She had to admit that faced with such an insidious and terrifying Lu Mian, she felt a bit intimidated.
But she would never shrink back!
