C1 On the Night of the Wedding

Hong Kong City, the villa of the Ning family.

The lights flickered, and a few red candles that were about to burn out were lit in the spacious and bright room.

Chung Luoyi glanced at the dark night outside the window. Tonight was her wedding night. She waited from dawn to dusk but no one came.

It was rumored that her husband, Ning Muyao, was suffering from a serious illness and had been receiving treatment overseas. No one had seen his true colors. In order to protect his grandson's life, the old master of Ning family used a high price betrothal gift to marry Chung Luoyi to make him happy.

That fellow had not appeared until now. God knew if it was because he was seriously ill that he did not even have the ability to conduct a house.

Chung Luoyi was bored to death as she walked around the wedding room.

This wedding room was not an ordinary size. Just the bedroom took up about 30 square meters. Walking out, there was a study room with lights on. Next to the bathroom was an indoor hot spring.

No wonder the Ning family was so generous and spent a lot of money to buy her to celebrate.

It was late at night, and the sound of insects could be clearly heard from outside the courtyard.

All of a sudden, there was a slight crashing sound from the window. The window was wide open, and the cold wind was blowing.

Why did the window suddenly open?

She went forward to close the window, but she was knocked down by the man in black who jumped in from the window and wore a mask.

The alarm in her head rang loudly, and she instinctively turned around to run.

In the next second, her mouth was covered by someone, and a sharp knife was placed across her neck. "If you want to live, don't scream!"

A sharp glint flashed across Chung Luoyi's eyes and instantly returned to normal. But her hand was obediently raised and her body trembled slightly. Tears flowed down her face. "I won't shout. I will listen to you in everything. Please don't kill me... "

She didn't know what this man was doing, nor did she know why she was so unlucky. She had encountered such a thing on her first day of marriage to the Ning family.

"Shut up! I hate seeing women cry. Where's Ning Muyao?"

"I don't know anything, and I've never seen him before..." Chung Luoyi cried hard. "I have nothing to do with him. Even if you kidnap me, I will not be able to threaten him. You can leave, I won't call for anyone... "

The assassin sneered.

"If you f * cking cry again, I'll kill you right now. I thought I married a beautiful wife. F * ck, if he doesn't come back tonight, I'll kill an ugly monster like you!"

"Don't." Chung Luoyi trembled again when she heard him. Tears were still hanging on her face. "Big Brother, I promise I will listen to you obediently."

That's right. Chung Luoyi was an ugly monster. Her entire face was covered with dense spots. One more look and it would make one's appetite fall.

At this time, the door suddenly opened.

The knife on her neck tightened a little. He immediately turned around and faced the direction of the door and retreated.

A man entered the room. He had an innate aura of a king. He was dressed in a well-tailored suit and looked extremely delicate and handsome. His facial features were tall and straight, and there was an extremely noble charm between his eyebrows.

Seeing him come back, the assassin laughed and teased, "It seems that Young Master Ning still can't let go of this newly wedded wife. I just don't know that you can't bear to have such a heavy wife."

Ning Muyao was ridiculously calm. His tone was flat, and there was not a trace of emotion in it. "Who sent you?"

The killer was abnormally arrogant. The sharp blade that was pressed against Chung Luoyi's neck drew closer. "You don't have a chance to know. Today next year will be your death anniversary!"

Chung Luoyi was so scared that she closed her eyes and screamed, "Help... Young Master Ning, please save me. I don't want to die..."

The killer looked at the woman in front of him who was crying non-stop and said, "Give Young Master Ning a chance. If you beg me, I can spare this woman's life."

Ning Muyao's gaze swept across Su Muyan, as if he had just discovered the existence of this person. He had clearly heard what this woman had just said.

He lightly laughed and repeated what Chung Luoyi had said, "This ugly woman has nothing to do with me. It's up to you whether you want to kill or cut her."

This man had actually said that her life was worthless. Who did he think he was?

Chung Luoyi's voice was trembling at the right time. When she heard him, she shook her head with all her might, "Young Master Ning, that's not what I meant. I don't want to die. Please save me..."

Seeing her begging pitifully, Ning Muyao did not waver at all and did not say another word.

"You really don't have compassion for women at all." The assassin's blade on Chung Luoyi's body tightened, "Since that's the case, the two of you can go on your way together."

Chung Luoyi was furious. She did not expect that this person would actually disregard a living human life of hers!

Seeing that the blade could cut through her throat artery in the next second, Chung Luoyi suddenly stretched out her hand and flicked. A silver needle was inserted into the killer's thumb and forefinger. His hand immediately stiffened and the blade fell to the ground.

Another needle pierced his neck and his whole body went numb. He fell to the ground and could not move anymore.

The little sheep who was trembling in the wind just now suddenly became a big grey wolf. It did not even dry up its tears, but its expression was cold and distant.

The assassin's tongue was numb. He shouted in fear, "You, you actually..."

"I hate people like you who attack women the most in my life. How can you be like a man?" Chung Luoyi wiped away her tears with her thumb, "I will give you a sentence. The villain dies from talking too much."

Seeing the scene in front of him was a little out of Ning Muyao's expectations. His newly wedded wife did not seem to be as useless as she appeared to be.

"Interesting." Ning Muyao looked at her with interest. "Since you know how to use needles, why did you ask me for help?"

Chung Luoyi no longer had the delicate look of a little sheep. Her eyes were deep. "Because I did not know that other than suffering from a serious illness, Young Master Ning did not have any manliness at all."

Ning Muyao was about to answer her, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head. He frowned and tightly gripped his hair with both hands. He staggered and fell backwards.

"What's wrong with you?" Chung Luoyi did not understand and took two steps forward to support him.

"Don't come over!" The person in front of him had turned into an illusion. Ning Muyao's hands could not help shaking. He stepped back and restrained himself. "If you don't want to die, get out!"

Seeing Chung Luoyi still standing there without moving, he threw the expensive vase beside his hand at her. He used his reason to scold, "Get out!"

This disturbance alarmed the housekeeper downstairs. The housekeeper quickly brought his bodyguards to follow the sound.

Ning Muyao held the wall with one hand and fiercely hammered his head with the other hand. Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his face onto the ground. The butler was about to go forward to comfort him when he was kicked away. Ning Muyao had completely lost his mind.

The housekeeper, who was almost a hundred years old, fell to the ground with his hands on his chest. He could not stop coughing, but he was afraid that Ning Muyao would hurt him. He quickly ordered his bodyguards, "Stop the young master."

The bodyguards surrounded him and rushed forward, but they were all kicked away by Ning Muyao. After a few minutes, the room was filled with bodyguards, squirming and screaming in pain like maggots.

Chung Luoyi stood in the corner and saw Ning Muyao's reaction. He was clearly still fine just now. Suddenly, she became delirious and did not recognize her family. He covered his head in pain, as if he saw everyone who came close to him as the people who hurt him.

Could it be a mental illness?

Looking at the uncontrollable symptoms of the limbs, it was similar to a brain disease like smog, but it was not exactly the same.

Or perhaps he had suffered serious mental trauma before and had experienced terrible things?

Chung Luoyi could not confirm his condition, but the first thing she needed to do was to let him calm down. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would not be able to stop tonight.

Chung Luoyi saw Ning Muyao curling herself up into a ball. Seizing the opportunity, she quickly walked towards him. Her expression was natural, as if she was not worried that he would hurt her at all.

The housekeeper looked straight at her. This young lady really did not want to live!

He clutched his aching chest and shouted, "Don't go over. It is too dangerous. Young madam, come back quickly!"