Lord is the Queen, You Have To Coax!

   Chapter 388 A fool and a mentally ill match

   After a pause, the North Building evoked a wicked smile. The voice was low, but it was transmitted far through the microphone. The voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, and people couldn't help but feel fear.

   "I'm mentally ill."

   Beilou's tongue licked on the corner of his lips, coupled with that face that could make women jealous, it was simply a kind of bewitching, and the hearts of many women present were pounding.

   "Just before one disappeared, I was still being treated in a mental hospital, this is the doctor's certificate."

Saying that, Beilou took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, "The doctor said that I have a tendency to be violent. When I get sick, I will attack all the people around me without a target, and I have great power. The bride who doesn't know her name, are you sure you want to marry me under such circumstances? Think carefully, maybe one day you will be strangled to death by me when you fall asleep."

  The second master of the Bei family, Bei Qin, was trembling with anger, but he had to stand up to smooth things out, "Haha, this nephew of mine just likes to joke, don't worry about it, his illness is not as serious as he said."

Although    Bei Qin said so, few people present really believed what he said, because they all clearly saw the killing intent in Beilou's eyes.

   Liu Wanmei also saw it, she was shocked, she suddenly regretted this choice, but when she thought of Song Yi, her heart was firmed again.

   She must marry Beilou.

"I like you very much, the third son of the North. I think that if you like a person, you must like everything about him. Don't worry, I will take care of you after marriage and accompany you to treat your illness. It doesn't matter if you hit me, I know you It's unintentional."

   Liu Wanmei's words made an idea pop into the minds of everyone present.

  This woman is not a fool, is she?

   Forget it, a fool and a mentally ill match well.

After listening to Liu Wanmei's words, Beilou didn't react much, just smiled again, "Well, since you don't mind, let's go on with the wedding, and please be a witness here, if I really get sick and hit her, Don't blame me, after all, she was willing to fight."

  Liu Wanmei's body froze, she almost couldn't help refuting, but Liu Qisheng pinched her hand and whispered in her ear: "Wanmei, calm down, you can't fall for the North Tower's trick."

   Liu Wanmei took a deep breath, nodded, and continued to walk forward with Liu Qisheng.

   It wasn't until standing in front of the North Tower that Liu Wanmei really saw his appearance, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

  This man is really good-looking, but unfortunately, he is mentally ill. Unfortunately, he is from the Bei family.

  The wedding continues and the bride and groom exchange rings.

   "Okay, now the groom can kiss your bride?"

  The master of ceremonies also said something as usual, but he didn't expect the words to fall when he saw Beilou's evil smile, "Really let me kiss her? But what if I suddenly fall ill and bite off a piece of her meat?"

   "Uh." The master of ceremonies then remembered the mental illness in the North Tower, "Haha, it seems that the groom is a little shy, and such intimate things should be reserved for their wedding night."

Beilou sneered when he listened to the master of ceremonies, and then turned to look at Bei Qin, "Second uncle, is it time to do the most important part, since you want to split up, why don't you just stand in front of the big guy? Let's face it, those reporters over there, remember to start a live broadcast later, by the way, take a picture of me better."

   (end of this chapter)