But just as he twisted the handkerchief over, He Wenshang, who was originally asleep, was bumped into. He suddenly opened his eyes, and with a vigilant look, he grabbed Jiang Que's hand and twisted it downwards. His pair of black eyes were vicious and sharp under the candlelight.

The young man felt pain, sat on the bed with a handkerchief in his hand, and called out softly as if he was frightened: "My wife..."

He Wenshang came back to his senses when the boy called out, remembering that he seemed to have become a relative. Seeing that the boy's wrist was red from being pinched by him, He Wenshang breathed a sigh of relief, let go and lay back, his voice a little hoarse: "Sorry."

The young man said nothing, but leaned over and kissed him on the lips with a distressed look, then put his face on his back and hugged him, saying solemnly: "Don't worry, my lady, I won't let you suffer any grievances in the future. You don't have to live a life of begging on the street anymore, and you don't have to be as scared as before."

The touch of the young man on his lips startled He Wenshang. This kind of wholehearted commitment just for him was something he had never experienced before.

He Wenshang lay on the pillow and lowered his eyes to hide the dark light in his eyes. This young man was particularly...interesting.

White paper that is too clean always makes people subconsciously want to dye it black.

The boy wanted to wash his body, but He Wenshang lay on the bed without moving, allowing the boy to do it.

Occasionally he would turn his head and look at the candlelight, and could see the young man sitting beside the bed, washing his body, pursing his lips with a shy look on his face.

He Wenshang curled his lips and sneered in his heart, this young master was not so innocent when he entered the bridal chamber.

He is younger than him, but as a man, he has good assets.

The cult members haven't taken the bait yet, so Jiang Que needs to continue playing the role of Zhang Yi, the son of Mr. Zhang, for a while.

The original owner's plan was to make the other party believe that he was not dangerous and that he was stupid and rich, and then to lure him into the inner circle and then annihilate him in one fell swoop.

Originally, there was an arrangement for the marriage candidate, but Jiang Que gave his bouquet to someone else.

The actor hired by the original owner thought that Jiang Que hired more than one of him just to be on the safe side, so he had to quietly withdraw when he failed to grab the bouquet, missing out on this opportunity to make money.

Jiang Que actually didn't need to go through so much trouble and could directly wipe out the cult's lair.

But now, because of the bride, he plans to follow the plot arranged by the original owner.

After wiping it clean, Jiang Que asked the maid to get the red inner garment that He Wenshang had prepared early in the morning to change into. He placed the water on the shelf in the room, and a servant would come to clean it up tomorrow.

Jiang Que tidied himself up, took off his shoes, and went to sleep on the couch, hugging He Wenshang.

Due to his vigilance, He Wenshang was not used to having people around him, but because he was really tired, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in the room where the young man had smoked incense.

The next morning.

There was no punishment, no beating, and He Wenshang, who had a rare good night's sleep, woke up and found that the boy next to him had gotten up early and disappeared.

There were new clothes made according to his size beside the bed. He Wenshang changed his clothes and got up. A maid came in to clean the room.

He Wenshang asked, "Where is your young master?"

"My dear, the young master is practicing calligraphy in the study."

"Is there anything to eat?"

He was starving.

"Wait a moment, my dear."

The maid went out and told the kitchen to prepare food.

He Wenshang was a martial artist. After changing his clothes, he stood up and covered his lower back with his hand.

A little sour.

This place is safe for him temporarily and he can stay longer.

He Wenshang felt alive only after he ate something.

He had no money and had been hungry for a long time. Yesterday he had nothing to eat and was still forced to get married.

Perhaps the young man was too dazzling, or perhaps he was too hungry to think, and he only relied on the glass of wine to get through the wedding night.

The feeling that the young master gave him was... not bad.

He planned to stay for a while longer before others recognized him.

Otherwise the young master would feel disgusted and unable to eat if he knew that his new wife was a villain who killed her master.

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