C1 Chapter I Change of Bridegroom 1

"Xiaomai, do you have any objections to this prenuptial agreement? If not, then sign it. "

Qiao Xiaomai buried herself in a thick document and started flipping through it.

It was a thousand-strong, demanding prenuptial agreement that contained not only the distribution of property that was normally covered by the prenuptial agreement, but also restrictions on her freedom of movement after marriage.

Her gaze fell on article 4 of the prenuptial agreement, which was about gifts within the marriage. It was written clearly in black and white: After marriage, Qiao Xiaomai will receive 2 million yuan every year. If she gave birth to her first child, she will receive 2 million yuan, while her daughter will receive 8 million yuan. From then on, each additional birth was rewarded with 8 million yuan. If Qiao Xiaomai broke off her marriage within five years, she would have to pay 1 million yuan to the bank.

She read it several times, not really interested in the rest of the article. Then, she raised her head, let out a long breath, picked up the pen and wrote down her name.

Jiang Fang said apologetically: "Xiaomai, this is all because of my mom. You know who she is. Actually, why would it be so troublesome? "

She smiled and said gently, "Yes, I understand."

He hugged her and kissed her, then smiled and said, "I knew Xiaomai was the most reasonable one. "Let's go. Today is my mom's lucky day. Let's go and get the marriage certificate."

Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a red notebook in her hand, Qiao Xiaomai was relieved. It was a perfect day for eating, watching movies, drinking coffee, walking, and doing what all couples liked to do.

When the car stopped at Qiao Xiaomai's house, Jiang's eyes were shining. "Xiaomai, we are already husband and wife. "Tonight..."

She smiled sweetly as her face turned red, "One line, the day after tomorrow will be our wedding …"

Jiang Fang resisted his urge to hug her and kiss her for a long time before letting go. "That's fine, Xiaomai. I really look forward to the wedding night."

She nodded, blushing.

After the door closed, she leaned against it and let out a sigh of relief. Under the light, the red marriage certificate and white prenuptial agreement took on an extremely incongruous hue. She took out her cell phone and called her father. As she lay on the bed, she felt exhausted and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Was this the legendary fear of marriage?

She picked up a glass of water from the bedside table and took a sip. Although it was summer, she still felt the cold water seeping into her heart, but she was so thirsty that she drank up the whole cup of water in one go.

Sleep came quickly, drowsy and thirsty, and a nameless flame rose slowly from his chest, as if someone had lit a handful of firewood in his heart. She felt even more thirsty, but she didn't want to drink the water.

Suddenly, she felt a suffocating feeling in her chest and a huge weight approaching her. Why are you back? "

Her lips were sealed, and a savage heat enveloped her.

His breath was completely robbed from his mouth, and his lungs were severely hypoxic. It was as if his entire body was on fire. She instinctively reached out her hand to push him away. "One line … Don't do that. "Don't do that..."

She heard a strange laugh in the darkness.

"One line... You're not one of them? "

Before she could finish her words, she was swept up by a powerful force. It was as if her body was suddenly sent flying into the air, before being heavily swung down, as if she had been completely controlled by a foreign force that she had never known existed.

That night, the moon shone brightly.

Her eyes, which had gradually become accustomed to the scene, could clearly see the strange silhouette of a man — this man was not her husband, Jiang.

Who is he?

She woke up for a moment and struggled to jump up, but a big hand firmly held her down. It was as if millions of worms were slowly gnawing her, and it was hard to tell if it was anticipation or pain. In this split-second of hesitation, she had been completely controlled. She had become a captive for the entire night …

The setting sun penetrated through the thick curtain of the curtains. The bloody day was about to pass.

Qiao Xiaomai slowly opened her eyes, but she felt a splitting headache. He was muddle-headed. It was as if he had been dreaming for a very long time. His entire body was sore and weak.

Struggling all night, running all night.

Was this how newlyweds were on wedding night? Confused, she saw the man lying beside her. At this moment, her head was still leaning against his shoulder, carrying with it a feeling of nostalgia for a newlyweds. Too strange! For the first time in her life, she slept through the night in a man's shoulder.

She's married.

Married to this man.

In the future, the first person he would see when he opened his eyes would be him.

He couldn't help but blush a little before realizing that this was his own husband. This was his wedding night — Wait a minute, husband!

One line.

That elegant and handsome face.

I can't imagine how crazy he was last night.

No wonder he insisted on keeping the best until the wedding night.

At this moment, she could clearly see the face of the man beside her — Heavens!

Not the Jiang party.

No.

He was a stranger.

He didn't recognize him at all.

Her pupils dilated with shock.

The floor was a mess — torn skirts, his own casual clothes, men's clothes … It was all piled up in a mess … He was also completely empty.

Just like that man.

He was also covered in light.

In particular, his strong arm was now holding her, gently letting her head rest against his.

Even when she turned slightly, he did not allow her to. He continued to embrace her in that domineering manner.

She knocked her head hard. She didn't know if it was a dream last night or if it was a dream now.

Pain.

This strike was too forceful.

She groaned with pain.

The groan woke the man up. Perhaps he had already woken up. He opened his eyes and looked mischievously at the dazed woman in his arms. He winked at her. "Hi, Xiaomai. Good morning …"

She was stunned.

It's not a dream.

It's true.

She opened her mouth to say something, but her throat was dry and she could not speak.

She was about to roll over, but he held her tightly. Before she could say anything, he had already stepped forward and gently kissed her.

In her extreme shock, she had completely forgotten about resisting. Her eyes were wide open as she looked at this stranger in disbelief …

Yes, this stranger was kissing him.

And so tender, so natural, so tyrannical — not ashamed in the least, as if he really were her new husband.

All her senses were roused. She ferociously pushed him away, jumped off the bed, randomly found a piece of clothing to put on, rushed into the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife which was held horizontally in front of her chest …

While she was doing all this, the man was resting on the headboard, looking at her with no trace of panic in his eyes, like a cat admiring a struggling little mouse.

Qiao Xiaomai gripped her kitchen knife tightly and said with a trembling voice, "You …" Who are you? Who exactly are you? "

He randomly picked up a white shirt beside him and draped it over his body. His arms and chest were unbelievably strong and sturdy, but his face was unusually handsome and delicate. However, in Qiao Xiaomai's eyes, all of this made her even more terrified. "You … Who the hell are you? How did you get in? "

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Xiaomai, you've even forgotten about me?"

"You …"

At that moment, he suddenly got off the bed and hugged her with lightning speed. Qiao Xiaomai had no time to react at all. The kitchen knife had already fallen to the ground. He hugged her tightly in a posture that did not allow for any resistance.

However, with a "peng" sound, the door was kicked open and someone rushed in … The person outside the door was looking at the person inside.

The two of them embraced, their lips still pressed to their lips. Their attitude … The flush on her face … Even a child would know what this scene was like.

"Xiaomai!"

The group of people were stunned.

The lips that had been tightly biting onto hers finally moved away. Qiao Xiaomai, who was on the verge of losing her breath, finally regained her breath. She looked at Shang Jiang's group and clearly saw that there were many people standing at the entrance … Almost all of them were Jiang Family's relatives, Jiang Yi Xin, mother of Jiang and Huang Huiwen, as well as a few of his cousins.

Countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the two men and women in the room.

Qiao Xiaomai's breathing had almost stopped. She was like a monkey who had suddenly been locked up in a zoo and turned into an exhibit.

Humans were full of curiosity when looking at monkeys. Didn't monkeys look at people with the same fear? The difference between humans and beasts was that one wore clothes, while the other did not.

That strong and powerful hand continued to entangle Qiao Xiaomai's waist unrestrainedly. It kicked away the quilt without a care, revealing a corner of the snow-white bed sheet. A strand of captivating red color, shocking the eyes, and showed off without restraint, just like the night of his marriage with her.

To this day, admiring the crimson red is still a man's bad taste.

At the door, all eyes were on that red dot. Only Qiao Xiaomai was trembling with fear as she looked at Jiang Ying and the rest.