105 (Story of Song Luan's Second Life)

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When Zhao Nanyu married Song Luan back then, he didn't think too much about it when the struggle between the daughters of the Song family included him. In fact, at that time, his mind was still vaguely conscious, and he was not completely delirious.

On the contrary, it was the woman under him, with flushing complexion and tears in the corners of her eyes, and her weak and boneless hands tightly wrapped around his neck as she rubbed against him vigorously, saying that she was very uncomfortable.

At that time, Zhao Nanyu felt that if he had to get married, it seemed that the woman in front of him seemed to be pretty good.

He didn't feel that he was taking advantage of others, and Zhao Nanyu even thought that the most arrogant young lady of the Song family was also interested in him.

After their affair, her sisters led people in to see the scene. Zhao Nanyu dressed calmly, covered Song Luan with quilts, and earnestly said that he would be responsible.

At the moment when he turned his head, Zhao Nanyu saw the woman in the quilt crying, and her tears constantly slipped from her eyes. She cried so hard that it seemed like she couldn't live anymore.

Zhao Nanyu sighed in his heart. It turned out that he had guessed wrong. The young lady of the Song family didn't like him. Maybe she had a lover in her heart, which made her very sad.

But they already did the deed, even if she was reluctant in her heart, it was useless.

Back then, Zhao Nanyu thought that if they got married in the future, he would treat her very well and make her forget her lover.

On the day of marriage, Zhao Nanyu was happy in his heart, but his mood had always been restrained, and no one could see much emotional change on his face.

She was beautiful and gorgeous.

Her face was hidden in the red cap. Zhao Nanyu led her out of the carriage, and the faint fragrance reached the tip of his nose.

After the wedding ceremony, Song Luan was sent to the new house.

The younger generation of the Zhao family originally wanted to visit the bridal chamber, but Zhao Nanyu stopped him.

Zhao Wenyan secretly pulled him aside and asked him in a low voice, "Second brother, shouldn't you be happy?"

Zhao Nanyu nodded, with an imperceptible smile hidden in the corner of his eyes. Because he had been filled with several glasses of wine, his original jade white face was slightly red. He said, "I am in a good mood."

Zhao Wenyan also obviously drank a lot of wine and was drunk when he spoke. He then said with a smile, "They all said that you don't like the bride. They say that you are forced to get married, but only I know that you like her."

The drunk brother lowered his voice and whispered to him, "I've seen my sister-in-law. She's so beautiful. The girls in the capital are not as good-looking as she is."

Zhao Nanyu pursed his lips and said, "Yes."

When he entered the new house, the woman on the bed had already taken off the red veil by herself. Unlike the beautiful girl that day, she had a cold face as she looked at him faintly.

Zhao Nanyu's heart seemed to have been thrown into a basin of cold water. He stabilized his mind, walked slowly over, and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"

Song Luan glanced at him, and her words were harsh. "I don't like you. It's not my wish to marry you. Don't touch me, and we will have our own separate lives."

Anger, resentment, and jealousy.

The anger in his chest almost couldn't be suppressed, and his heart kept falling.

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