C1 Tear up Her Wedding Dress

Mi Si sat on the bed and looked at the bathroom, which was filled with the sound of running water.

The sound of the water stopped, he opened the door and saw a brand-new suit in front of him. He could clearly see the greeting plate of "Groom". Jing Bohao walked out from inside and stopped looking at it.

With a pale face, Mi Si bit her lips.

He raised his head and coincidentally looked at Jing Bohao in disdain, "You think you can be my wife?"

"Bohao, it's not like that. Listen to my explanation, I just …"

Jing Bohao's cold eyes were instantly filled with anger. He said angrily: "You, this kind of vain evil woman, recklessly married me. Isn't it because you want to climb up to the top? I'll satisfy you today! "

Just as she finished her sentence, Jing Bohao strode forward and tore her wedding dress!

No!

She wanted to marry him, but that was not what she wanted!

Mi Si's skin was exposed. She blushed and struggled. "Bohao, you misunderstood. I really love you, and I didn't …"

Jing Bohao's slender fingers were stuck in Mi Si's throat, preventing her from continuing her sentence. He said in disgust: "Isn't it just loving me? Today, I will satisfy you and let you become my person! "

The luxurious and beautiful wedding dress had already been torn into pieces as it was thrown onto the ground. His body suddenly emitted a wave of pain!

Pain was the only feeling she had right now, "Bohao, let go of me!"

"Let you go?" Ruthlessness flashed past Jing Bohao's eyes. He sneered at Mi Si coldly: "It's already like this, what are you still pretending for? You want to capture him? "Rest assured, on the account that you love me so much, I will definitely take good care of you!"

After saying so, Jing Bohao's handsome face became many times bigger in front of his eyes. Infinite fear instantly struck him!

"Ah!

Mi Si snapped out of her daze. It was all a dream.

She fell to the ground. Everything before her caused her to instantly wake up.

She endured the pain and sat up. Her vision had already blurred, and her heart was in extreme pain.

A gust of wind blew against her, blowing her hair into pieces. The cold wind hit her, and the sky started to turn cold. Her body instinctively shrank, and the longing in her eyes faded away.

Who would have thought that she would still be a bride? She had just gotten married on the third day of her marriage, and had already stayed in her room for three days.

With a tick, the clock chimed.

This is bad!

Mi Si retracted her thoughts and turned to look at the clock on the wall. It was 5: 10 PM.

She clearly remembered what he had told her in a calm voice at their wedding. "Since it's a marriage, don't even think about being a servant of a rich family all day long."

She didn't care about the pain from falling to the ground as she stood up with an anxious expression on her face.

"Young Madame." When Nanny Zhang heard the sound of footsteps coming out of the kitchen, a smile appeared on her benevolent face. "You take your time. I've already prepared everything for you."

"Thank you, Nanny Zhang." Mi Si was very grateful.

"No need to thank me. This is what I should do." After getting along with Mi Si for a few days, Nanny Zhang felt that Mi Si was easy to get along with and had no sense of arrogance. She smiled and said, "I just hope that you can continue to be in love with this young master."

Even though Nanny Zhang was a servant, she had been taking care of Jing Bohao since she was young in the Jing Family for decades. She sincerely hoped that Jing Bohao would be good and have a decent amount of words to say. Nanny Zhang had accompanied her for the past few days and treated her very well.

Watching Nanny Zhang's back as she returned to the kitchen, Mi Si was filled with a myriad of emotions. In the end, they all turned into bitter smiles.

Grace and love? How could she and Jing Bohao be in love with each other?

Can there be happiness?

The one Jing Bohao loved was her sister, Mi Nan. Three days ago, it was their wedding, and because of Mi Nan's sudden disappearance, she had no choice but to put on Mi Nan's wedding dress and veil. However, she didn't want anyone to see her face.

Jing Bohao was extremely disgusted with himself. He didn't even want to see her, so how could he talk about love, how could he talk about happiness?

She was so sad that she finally married the man she loved. However, she was hated to the core by him. She fell in love with him when she was still studying, but in the end, he became her younger sister's boyfriend.

Everyone was certain that she was the one who hurt Mi Nan. Other than her uncle, no one else didn't hate her. Jing Bohao was even more disgusted that her veil was blown away by the wind on their wedding day became her scheme.

Mi Si's culinary skills were very good. Not long later, she had prepared three dishes and a soup that were both delicious. Her culinary skills were praised by Nanny Zhang, who had excellent culinary skills. "Young Madame's culinary skills are really good. I'm almost ashamed of myself."

"Nanny Zhang, stop teasing me. The food you cook is just eight streets away from me." Mi Si replied humbly.

After carrying the dishes to the table, Mi Si sat there expectantly waiting for Jing Bohao to come back, as she did every day.

The end result was also the same. The dishes they were waiting for had turned cold. She was hot, cold, and hot …

The anticipation on her face turned to disappointment. Nanny Zhang's smile was gradually replaced with an expression of heartache. She was no longer in a mood to wait.

Mi Si gave up waiting. "Zhang …"

"Young Madame, it seems like the Young Master has returned. I heard the sound of a car."

Nanny Zhang's words lifted Mi Si's spirits. "You're back?" Her heart was filled with joy. After a while, when the door was still closed, the smile on Mi Si's face gradually faded. Nanny Zhang said guiltily, "I might have heard wrongly …"

Mi Si smiled wryly before giving up on the third day. "Forget it, we won't wait any longer. Nanny Zhang, let's eat."

Even though Nanny Zhang had reheated the cold dishes, she did not know how to eat. After eating a few bites, she had no appetite and got up. "I'm going for a walk."

After exiting the living room, she followed a cobblestone path. On both sides of the path, there was a sea of flowers. She came to the rock garden fountain that she sat on every day in the distance.

This villa was called Bojing Manor, Jing Bohao's property, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters. Jing Bohao's mansion was at the top of this mansion, which was as luxurious as a palace.