I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Ling Yi said on the phone: "Brother, I'll be back soon. Brother, it's nothing. I'll hang up first."

Knowing that his elder brother had objections to Mu Changyu, Ling Yi quickly hung up the phone.

Ling Zhihao, who was hung up by his sister, said: "...It's really a bad idea for a female college student to turn to Mu Changyu so quickly."

Ling Zhihao felt very complicated when he thought that his sister, whom he had loved for more than [-] years, was being chased by Mu Changyu.

He knew how good Mu Changyu was, but he was also jealous of Mu Changyu.

Especially when Mu Changyu fell in love with his sister, his mother always compared him with Mu Changyu, saying that he was not as good as Mu Changyu in studying and not as good as Mu Changyu in pursuing his wife.

"If you push me again, I will bring a man back to scare you."

Ling Zhihao whispered.

He leaned on the sofa and played with his phone for a while, then put it down, got up and went to the dressing room, took his pajamas, and entered the bathroom.

Mrs. Ling and his wife, who were waiting at the door to eavesdrop, heard nothing for a long time.

Mrs. Ling stood up straight and whispered to her husband: "Old Ling, why is there no movement in the room?"

"It's too early. My son hasn't rested yet, so naturally there won't be any movement. When he takes a bath and returns to bed, there should be movement. Is that person in bed?"

"I think it should be."

The Cowherd invited by Uncle Ling was hiding on the bed and covering his head with a quilt. Ling Zhihao hadn't entered the bedroom yet, so he never noticed him. He was still hot even under the quilt.

Hearing movement in the bathroom, he lifted the quilt and sat up to get some air.

After a while, I heard the bathroom door open and footsteps coming towards the bedroom. The cowherd quickly got back under the quilt.

If the money hadn't been so tempting, he wouldn't have wanted to do it, like a thief.

Ling Zhihao walked in with his mobile phone, sat down on the edge of the bed, and then leaned on the head of the bed, chatting with his friends on his mobile phone.

Until a hand touched his thigh.

He was so frightened that he rolled over and jumped out of bed. At the same time, he pulled off the quilt and saw a woman dressed very sexy, lying on his bed.

"Who are you? Who put you in my bed?"

The man sat up, got out of bed, and walked towards Ling Zhihao with bare feet.

"Handsome guy, I like you."

Ling Zhihao pointed at him and shouted: "Stop! If you come here again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Still a man.

He thought it was a woman.

"Who let you in?"

Ling Zhihao questioned.

The man still walked towards Ling Zhihao, smiling as he walked: "I'm here for you."

Seeing the opponent approaching, Ling Zhihao took action unceremoniously. The man was good at serving others, but he was not good at fighting. However, in the blink of an eye, he was pushed to the ground by Ling Zhihao, with his face on the ground, and one hand was locked behind his back by Ling Zhihao. behind him.

Ling Zhihao's knee was still pressing against the opponent's back.

"Handsome guy, please be gentle, be gentle, how come you don't know how to show mercy to a beautiful woman?"

"Sissy, say, who asked you to come? What do you mean by being in my bed?"

"Don't you like me?"

Ling Zhihao had a dark look on his face, "Who are you? Who likes you?"

"Don't you like men? Are you dissatisfied with a man like me? Handsome man, tell me what kind of men you like. I can help you introduce them and guarantee their services to satisfy you."

After being subdued by Ling Zhihao, Niu Lang was still very dedicated. After taking the money, he must do something. If he didn't like Ling Zhihao, he could introduce his colleagues to Ling Zhihao. They all provided good service.

Ling Zhihao: "...I like men? Who said I like men?"

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

This man who sneaked into his room at some unknown time may have been brought here by his parents.

His parents didn't get it, and no one dared to let a stranger into his room.

When the maids at home clean the house, they have to ask him. Only when he says they can come in can the maids dare to enter his room to clean.

"Let me go first. Holding me down like this makes it uncomfortable for me to speak. I'm so good-looking, but you don't even know how to cherish my beauty."

"I want to show pity to you, and I don't want to show pity to you, a sissy."

Ling Zhihao let go of him.

Then he kicked the opponent's calf and said, "Get out!"

"Don't ask me who invited me here?"

"I know who it is, get out of here! Don't let me see you in the future. I'll beat you every time I see you!"

A grown man climbed onto the bed and touched his legs. Ling Zhihao was now very angry and wanted to beat the man up.

But he knew it was no wonder this person was doing things with money.

"handsome guy……"

"roll!"

Ling Zhihao kicked him again.

The man ran out quickly.

Not even wearing shoes.

He opened the door and saw Mrs. Ling and his wife. He said to the couple: "Boss, I only touched his thigh. Before I could go any further, he put him down on the ground. It's not that I didn't try my best. It’s because he’s too powerful, I’m leaving first.”

"Oh, by the way, your son shouldn't be gay. There's no need to try again. With my appearance, he can't even be tempted and treats me so roughly, which is enough to show that he doesn't like men."

With that said, Mr. Cowherd ran away as if running for his life.

Mrs. Ling came to her senses, grabbed her husband and tried to sneak back into their room.

"Dad, Mom!"

Ling Zhihao shouted loudly, "I can't see clearly at the door. Do you want to come in and take a look?"

"No, no need, we didn't see anything, we just passed by your door."

Mrs. Ling said, pulling her husband and trotting away.

There was a loud noise in the room, and I didn't know what my son had smashed.

Mrs. Ling paused.

After thinking for a while, the couple returned to the door of their son's room.

Mrs. Ling walked in with a sneer and said as she walked: "If you ask mom to come in and take a look, then mom can come in and take a look. What's wrong with you? The sofa has been overturned."

"You kid, you just have a bad temper."

Mrs. Ling talked about her son and moved her hands. She pulled her husband over and helped her son lift up the overturned sofa.

Father Ling took a sneak peek at his son's face. After setting up the sofa, he moved closer to his wife and whispered, "Zhihao looks very angry. His face is as dark as Thunder Lord."

Lei Gong's face was not as dark as his son's.

Ling Zhihao stared at his parents.

"Where did you find that man? Who told you that I like men? What do you mean by finding a man for me?"

Ling Zhihao questioned.

Mrs. Ling met her husband, but he kept moving to the side. It was obvious that he did not dare to come forward.

"Tell me, who arranged it?"

Ling Zhihao asked grimly.

"Your uncle found him."

Ling Zhihao turned around and walked outside, saying as he walked: "I'm going to settle the score with my uncle!"

Mrs. Ling and her husband exchanged glances, and Mrs. Ling quickly stopped her son, "Zhihao, it's already so late, so don't go. Wait, wait until tomorrow."

Uncle Ling: ...Sister, we agreed that you would protect me after the incident?