My Dangerous Billionaire Husband
chapter-771

Chapter 771: Mrs. Zhou, You Look So Beautiful Today

It’s very busy outside, and many different conversations could be heard vaguely.

Leng Zhiyuan reached out her hand and quietly lifted a corner of the red veil to look at the living room downstairs. Many people were gathered to offer their well wishes. Her father and elder brother were standing in the middle of the room, talking to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao and her wore the same bright red wedding outfit. The man was tall and had a good build. As he stood amongst the crowd in the living room, he was definitely the most prominent and noticeable one. She did not know what he was talking about with her father and brother, but his eyes were lowered, and he had a small smile. His handsome and hard facial features showed some softness, exhibiting the coolness of a son from an aristocratic family.

Leng Zhiyuan snorted internally. This man certainly knew how to pretend. Once he took off his clothes, he behaved like a hooligan.

Just then: “Ai yah,” the bride’s attendant exclaimed as she hurriedly ran over. “My lady, quickly put down your veil. It is for the groom to unveil.”

It didn’t matter if the attendant did not open her mouth. Once she did, Leng Zhiyuan saw Zhou Yao looking up from downstairs.

His eyes were brighter than ever. His gaze on her face was the look of a man sizing a woman up.

Leng Zhiyuan froze, feeling uncomfortable. She’d behaved like a boy since she was young and did not like to wear dresses at all. Now, wearing her Phoenix crown and grand robe, she felt as if she were tied up by a rope. Under Zhou Yao’s gaze, her ears started burning.

Leng Mu and Leng Hao both cast their eyes over. The bride’s attendant smiled and covered her head with the red veil, then shouted downstairs, “Young lady couldn’t wait to see the groom.”

There was loud laughter downstairs.

Leng Zhiyuan: “…”

…

When the auspicious time came, Leng Zhiyuan was led downstairs by the attendant, and Leng Mu patted her on the shoulder. “Zhiyuan, from today on, you will follow Major General Zhou.”

A strange feeling of sadness came over Leng Zhiyuan. She would probably disappear in three months. Even if she reappeared, she would have changed her identity. She was so unfilial that she probably could be the death of her father.

“Well, now that the bride is officially married, may the groom please piggyback the bride to the car.”

The bride’s attendant placed Leng Zhiyuan’s hands on a very broad shoulder. The man squatted down, and she got on with ease as the deafening sound of firecrackers started.

With her sight blocked, her sense of hearing and smell naturally became very sharp. Leng Zhiyuan could smell the scent of the man. It had no sweat odor, but instead, there was a smell similar to that of green olive mixed with the smell of a healthy and mature man. It smelled good.

Leng Zhiyuan couldn’t help but move, trying to avoid the smell on him.

…

Just then, she heard the man’s low laugh. “How long have you been peeping at me from upstairs?”

Leng Zhiyuan: He realised long ago!

“It’s okay if you peeked. I won’t laugh at you.”

The tinge of sadness that Leng Zhiyuan had felt was gone. She couldn’t use violence, so she moved her hand to his arm and pinched it forcefully. I’ll let you say some more!

Zhou Yao laughed even more heartily. “I didn’t expect that Miss Leng also likes to pinch people.”

Leng Zhiyuan was rendered speechless.

She was drowsy for the whole ride and did not know where they were, but she knew that Zhou Yao led her into a courtyard, followed by the traditional tea ceremony, and finally she was sent into a room.

Someone helped her to sit on the bed. “Young Madam, do call for me if you need any help. The young master is out entertaining the guests and will probably be back in an hour’s time.”

The servant then left.

The door closed, and Leng Zhiyuan immediately reached out and pulled off the red veil on her head. She looked around. This must be her wedding room. It was so spacious, and there were lit red candles on the windowsill. There were paper cuttings of the word Xi pasted everywhere. The decorations were exquisite and antique.

She had heard a long time ago that Zhoujia mansion was an ancient relic. Now that she had seen it, it was really remarkable.

The Zhou family was very strict, so who knew how a prestigious family could produce a rebel like Zhou Yao?

Leng Zhiyuan scolded Zhou Yao hatefully once again in her heart.

After waiting for half an hour, the sound of a lot of footsteps and laughter could be heard outside the door. “Brother Zhou Yao, today you got married. We must come to see this sacred bride who accepted you.”

“That’s right, Brother Zhou Yao. We’re going to crash your bridal chamber. Ha ha.”

Leng Zhiyuan quickly placed the red veil back on her head. Just then, the door opened, and a voice jokingly scolded, “All of you get out of here, or I will kick you!”

“Brother Zhou Yao, let us go in…”

“Go away; no one is allowed to disturb my wedding night.”

The door was shut with a bang.

Leng Zhiyuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. She has seen a lot of pranks played on others’ wedding nights which gave her the chills. She did not want to cooperate with him while the guests teased them. She was glad that he drove everyone out.

Except that the way he chased the people out was really…uncouth.

Leng Zhiyuan sat upright and still. Although she was now at his home and he was a romanticist, if he dared to have any dirty thoughts, she would not let him off.

She pricked up her ears to hear his movements.

But to her surprise, she didn’t hear the footsteps. He did not walk towards her. After a short silence, there was the shuffling of clothes as they were being removed…

Leng Zhiyuan did not know what he was up to, so she lifted a corner of the red veil and looked towards him.

The 1.9m tall man stood by the window, tall and upright like a god. He did not say a word nor look at her. Instead, he minded his own business and took off his red wedding garment which revealed the white shirt and black trousers underneath…

The red candlelight on the windowsill flickered on his handsome and resolute face, making him look like a figure from a painting.

Leng Zhiyuan scolded herself in her heart. You are so cheap. How could you think that this kind of scum is becoming better looking?

He was ignoring her, but the atmosphere could not just remain this awkward, so with a straight face, she asked, “Why are you undressing?”

As soon as she spoke, Zhou Yao looked towards her face, squinted his narrow eyes, and revealed an evil smile. He strode over to her and said, “If I don’t take off my clothes…how can I spend the wedding night with you?”

He pretended to pounce on her.

“”Don’t move!” Leng Zhiyuan placed her right foot on his waist. If he dared to move, she would break his waist.

“Tut Tut, why are you so stirred up? I’m just joking with you.” Zhou Yao ‘s body pressed down and he lifted his hand to remove the veil on her head.

Leng Zhiyuan hated this casual and unrestrained behaviour the most, as if she were his pet that he could control and tease as and when he liked.

“Get lost!” She scolded him.

But the next second, the man’s thin lips pressed down, and he planted a kiss directly on the right side of her face. “Mrs. Zhou, you look so beautiful today.”

How dare he kiss her?

Courting for death!

Leng Zhiyuan Immediately sprang up from the bed. Zhou Yao quickly backed away, smiling while looking at her teasingly.

He raised his eyebrows, which meant — what can you do to me?