Young Master's Unexpected Cute Wife/C1 Marry in place of sister
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C1 Marry in place of sister

Imperial Capital.

The sky was gloomy.

Seven silver Rolls-Royce wedding carriages drove into the Yan Family.

"Yan Wanwan, you must marry Third Young Master of the Fu Family. Linchuan and I will bless you!"

Yan Wanwan looked at her step-sister Yan Xuerou and her heart ached.

This woman seduced Yan Wanwan‘s boyfriend, Gu Linchuan, and used Yan Wanwan’s brother as a threat to let her marry this woman's fiancé!

Third Young Master of the Fu Family.

It was said that the Fu Family's Third Young Master, Fu Sihan, had an ugly appearance. He was weak and sickly, and had a strange temperament.

"You promised that as long as I marry him, you will continue to pay for Chenrui's treatment fees." Wanwan did not want to see Yan Mengrou's disgusting face, but her brother was her most important concern.

Yan Chenrui was Yan Wanwan's brother. Half a year ago, he was diagnosed with leukemia. The expensive chemotherapy fees were not what Yan Wanwan, who was still in university, could afford.

If Yan Wanwan did not take Yan Mengrou's place and marry into the Fu Family, Yaan Chenrui would soon become a cold corpse.

"I know!" Yan Mengrou pushed Yan Wanwan impatiently. She was excited when she thought that Yan Wanwan would have to face an ugly monster in the future.

"Yan Family is not short of money. Don't delay. The wedding carriage is waiting for you. If you offend the Fu Family, don't blame us for being rude to Yan Chenrui. "

Yan Wanwan took one last look at the villa of the Yan Family. Her eyes were filled with disappointment and ridicule.

Ten years ago, she shouldn't have agreed to bring Chenrui back.

This was not their home.

Wanwan's heart sank. She lifted the skirt of the wedding dress and got into the wedding car.

The wedding church was the most famous wedding church in Imperial Capital. Today, the Fu Family booked the place, but there were very few people who came.

Yan Wanwan got out of the car and the dozens of people in the distance looked at her with either probing or mocking eyes.

They looked at her as if she was a joke.

They were laughing at the fact that the husband she was going to marry today was the Fu Family's Third Young Master, whom all the famous girls avoided.

"Excuse me, where's Third Young Master?" Wanwan looked around but could not find the groom.

"Third Young Master is weak and sickly. He does not see outsiders. " Chiang Yan, who took her to the church, answered her expressionlessly. He was as emotionless as a machine.

"What about the wedding?"

"Young Madam, you will complete the wedding alone. "

Complete the wedding by herself?

Was the Fu Family deliberately making things difficult for her?

In a strange place, in a strange crowd. All kinds of unfriendly gazes, the humiliation of a single wedding. All of these things are uncomfortable to Yan Wanwan.

She really wanted to escape, but she had no choice.

For the sake of her brother, Yan Wanwan walked towards the priest at the end of the red carpet.

At the same time, in Mansion of All Night Long.

In the premium SVIP room, three stunning men sat on one side each.

Unlike the bustling and noisy bar outside, the music in this three-hundred-square-meter room was performed by a band on the spot. On one side of the wall was a huge curved screen, and it was broadcasting the wedding of Fu Family.

"Third Elder Brother, your new wife is on the screen. Aren't you going to watch? Her figure is not bad!"

The man in white and black was extremely handsome. Three beautiful women surrounded him, but the lips of the beauties were not as sexy as his red lips.

"How about I give her to you?"

Fu Sihan sat alone on the spacious sofa with cold eyes.

Under the mottled light, the handsome and fierce facial features of the man could be seen.

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