One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Xu had a feeling that success or failure depended on one stroke, Zhuang Chuchu accelerated her pace vigorously, but she bumped straight into a human wall.

"Ah, I'm sorry"

Zhuang Chuchu touched her nose painfully, feeling a black streak passing by her eyes, she didn't think much, just apologized and left quickly.

But the person who was hit was standing there, looking thoughtfully at Zhuang Chuchu's thin figure with deep black eyes, and did not leave for a long time.

Until, there was a man beside him, a man who was evil and handsome.

The man put his shoulders on his shoulders, looked along his line of sight, caught a glimpse of Zhuang Chuchu at a glance, raised his brows slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't that my sister?"

The man next to him heard this, his cold phoenix eyes did not have any ripples, he glanced lightly at the hand on his shoulder, then turned and left on his own.

"Hey, wait for me."

Two days later, the sky was clear and blue, and a vast and grand wedding was being held in Huishan, Qingcheng's top hotel, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhuang Chuchu was wearing a white dress, her waist-length hair was pulled up high, and her delicate and beautiful face was unobstructed.

Stepping on a pair of beautiful crystal shoes, she walked comfortably in the corridor, and finally stopped in front of the bride's lounge.

She hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door, and the person in the wedding dress fell into her sight immediately.

Zhuang Chuchu snorted coldly, and looked at the charming face reflected in the mirror. Although she was middle-aged, her expression and figure were very much like a girl in her early 20s.

Similarly, the woman also saw her in the mirror, frowned slightly, and asked, "Where have you been these few days?"

"hotel."

Zhuang Chuchu answered two words indifferently, walked straight to the sofa, and fell down in an unladylike manner.

At this time, the woman lifted the hem of the heavy wedding dress, stood up and walked in front of her, and continued to ask condescendingly, "What's the matter with you and Ye Ming? Why did someone call and say they want to divorce?"

"It's not like you know, it's yellow."

Compared with the woman's rather tense and serious expression, Zhuang Chuchu could be said to be quite contented, she shrugged her shoulders with her hands spread out, and replied calmly.

Obviously, Zhuang Chuchu's negligent appearance made the woman very dissatisfied, her face became angry, and her voice raised, "Didn't I tell you? This is a marriage that I signed for you with great difficulty. You have to take care of it." grasp."

Is it difficult?

hehe.She also cares about her life?
Zhuang Chuchu smiled sarcastically, raised her eyebrows and asked, "So? Do I want to listen to you?"
"Cheng Yu!!" The woman scolded severely.

That title seemed to make Zhuang Chuchu very dissatisfied, her eyes widened suddenly, she stared at her and warned, "My name is not Cheng Yu, my surname is Zhuang, Zhuang Chuchu, please remember this Miss Cheng Yi."

"Miss Cheng Yi? Don't forget that I am your mother."

Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the inconspicuous wrinkles also appeared, and said with a bit of gritted teeth.

Zhuang Chuchu raised her eyebrows slightly, nodded without denying it, and said lightly, "Yes, and today, you will have an extra son."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Chuchu suddenly stood up from the sofa and approached Cheng Yi, "The third wedding in my life is about to take place, how do you feel? Are you very happy?"

Speaking of this, Zhuang Chuchu hooked the corners of her lips, showed a dangerous smile, and continued, "Don't worry, in order to make you happier, as your daughter, I have prepared a big surprise for you, so stay tuned."