Little fool, please sign for delivery

The night is like water.

In a villa in the center of the Liu family's ancestral land, the small three-story western-style building was brightly lit. The servants on the first floor were still cleaning up the mess after the wedding banquet, but compared to the joy they should have, these servants were more cautious.

But at this time, in the master bedroom on the second floor, the newlyweds were in two completely different moods.

The pure white suit on Fu Ning's body hadn't had time to change, and the exposed half of the neck skin was as thin as beautiful porcelain. It made his lips red and teeth whiter.

This is a beautiful boy like jade, but the little snack residue hanging from the corner of his mouth looks out of place and glaring.

Fu Ning was staring at the man in front of him with a pair of transparent deer eyes.

Liu Cenhui controlled the wheelchair and stopped in front of the bed, frowning, looking at the boy he met for the first time, while feeling displeased from the bottom of his heart.

Not for anything else, just because this boy is stupid.

He married a foolish husband.

Everyone in the upper circles of Yangcheng knows that the little fool of the Fu family married the ugly and lame head of the Liu family.

Some people may lament that the world is impermanent, but more people still say: a fool and a lame are made for each other!

As for the newlyweds who are the protagonists, they didn't show up at the whole wedding, and it became a new round of conversation among people.

At this moment, as the ugly and lame protagonist of the conversation, Liu Cenhui's eyes on Fu Ning became more and more unkind.

He was dissatisfied with his foolish husband in his heart, but he was also subject to the conditions negotiated with his parents. After he had to marry, there was only silence at this moment.

For some unknown reason, Liu Cenhui took off the mask he had been wearing all year round before coming in, so what was displayed in front of Fu Ning at this time was an ugly face with half of his face covered with scars.

Not to mention, Liu Cenhui himself had a gloomy face, and the dim light fell on him, covering his whole body with a gloomy atmosphere.

Half a day later, Funing, who had been locked in the bedroom for a whole day, couldn't hold his breath anymore. He murmured for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The soft and waxy voice was soft, with a little ignorance of a teenager who didn't know the world.

"Who am I?" Liu Cenhui sneered, but his voice was deep and magnetic that did not match his face.

He replied, "I am Liu Cenhui."

"Liu... Cen Hui?" Funing was taken aback, and subconsciously repeated the name, "Aren't Cen Hui, Cen Hui my husband?"

Fu Ning looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed.

The other party looked like the kind of difficult person to get along with, with a serious look like a super invincible devil in cartoons, and this person was the husband he was ordered to curry favor with?

Funing was a little timid.

"Really?" Liu Cenhui was noncommittal.

Fu Ning didn't realize that the other party didn't need his answer, so he nodded vigorously, and then suddenly realized: "Yes, yes... So you are Liu Cenhui!"

Before Liu Cenhui could react, Fu Ning suddenly grinned, giggled twice, and then suddenly jumped off the bed.

That little fool in the outsider's mouth completely ignored Liu Cenhui's ashen complexion, and jumped straight into Liu Cenhui's arms.

Liu Cenhui was caught off guard and embraced Funing in the next moment.

But in the next moment, Fu Ning had already moved his face closer, and Liu Cenhui's light words echoed in Liu Cenhui's ears: "Hello, uncle, I'm Ning Ning, your new husband, I will love you and treat you well!"

As soon as the words were finished, Funing kissed Liu Cenhui's right side of the cheek without any reluctance.

The side face was covered with hideous burn scars.

Liu Cenhui was stunned for a moment.