Crippled Master's Young Wife

Downstairs, Xia Ling entered the door and an old woman came up.

"Young lady, I'm Zhang Ma sent by the old lady to take care of the young master and your living room. The young master is already waiting for you upstairs. Please follow me."

With a kind face, mother Zhang led Xia Ling upstairs.

Xia Ling hurriedly thanked and followed up.

There was a knock on the door, and there came a man's low and magnetic voice.

"Come in."

Xia Ling's heart beat faster and still feels unreal.

Pressing the inner uneasiness, Xia Ling stood in the middle of the room, looked around the whole bedroom, low-key and luxurious decoration style, and saw a person sitting in a wheelchair by the window.

That should be his husband?

Xia Ling pursed her lips and walked up with a hard scalp.

"That..."

At this time, Fu Yunting turned around.

Xia Ling lifted his eyes slightly and couldn't help taking a breath when he touched the scar on Fu Yunting's face.

What kind of face is this?

If you see it in the middle of the night, it should be like seeing a ghost.

Xia Ling tried his best to suppress his fear and said, "Hello, I'm Xia Ling."

The rumor is true. Fu Yunting's face is ruined and he can't walk.

So, does it also mean that he can't be humane?

That's good. She can't do anything with a strange man.

Thinking of this, Xia Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his frightened look slowly returned to calm.

Fu Yunting was slightly surprised when he didn't hear the woman's scream.

Black eyes swept the woman's beautiful face like a torch. The corners of Fu Yunting's mouth were slightly hooked, and the deliberately lowered voice was full of ridicule.

"The Xia family is so calculating that they coaxed my grandmother to send you for 20 million. Do you really care about money?"

20 million?

The Fu family gave the Xia family a dowry of 20 million?

Xia Ling was stunned, and then his incomparable anger rose.

Her good father traded her marriage for $20 million, but she didn't even see half of it.

If she had the money, why would she worry about her mother's future medical expenses?

"Mr. Fu, it's not my intention to marry you. But, anyway, I've married into the Fu family and will take good care of you in the future."

No matter how angry she was, she couldn't resist. She had to let it go.

Go on, go on!

Fu Yunting looked at the woman with low eyebrows, and his black eyes were full of ridicule.

"Come and wait on me to take a bath."

Hearing Fu Yunting's call, Xia Ling hesitated and finally pushed her wheelchair to the bathroom.

To bathe a strange man is to show him all?

Does she grow corns?

In the bathroom, Xia Ling fumbled to fill the bathtub with water, and Fu Yunting's impatient voice came behind her.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?"

Young master, she's new here. Can you give her some time to get familiar with the venue?

Xia Ling secretly feigned someone's young master's temper, but his mouth was obedient: "well, it's OK."

Fu Yunting glanced at her coldly and raised his hands like an emperor.

Xia Ling helped Fu Yunting take off his coat.

Men's muscles are tight, and their honey skin emits bright light under the light. It is sexy and full of tension. It looks very attractive.

Xia Ling lowered his eyelids and took aim at the man's eight clearly visible abdominal muscles. His beautiful face began to burn gradually.

It's easy to take off your coat. What about your pants?

Although he can't be humane, he is still a man and has masculine characteristics!

Xia Ling helped Fu Yunting untie his belt and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Hold me a little and I'll take it off for you."

He is her nominal husband, and she will get used to it gradually in the future.

The faint fragrance of a woman floated into his nose. If there was a touch like nothing, it was like a kitten's claw scratching his heart, which made people swing endlessly.

Fu Yunting frowned slightly and obviously felt something wrong with himself.

He pushed away Xia Ling and said in a deep voice, "go out."

Xia Ling: "...."

What did she do wrong again?

What a moody man.

"Can you do it yourself? You need me..."

"Get out! Don't let me say it again!"

Fu Yunting's impatient voice sounded again, and Xia Ling hurried out.

"I'm right outside. Call me if you have anything."

The bathroom door is closed gently, and the air still has the fragrance of women.

Fu Yunting glanced down at the bottom of his eyes, cursed low, and got up and went into the bathtub.

Half an hour later, the door of the bathroom opened, and Fu Yunting's eyes and heart moved when he saw the woman standing by the door.

"Let me blow your hair."

Xia Ling took the hair dryer he had taken too early, plugged it in and helped Fu Yunting blow up his hair.

The cool finger abdomen passes through the hair, gently and softly, which makes people relax unconsciously.

Fu Yunting squinted and enjoyed the woman's clever service.

This woman really has a way of winning his grandmother's favor with her clever appearance?

The thin lip made a curve, and Fu Yunting waved to stop Xia Ling's movement.

"Xia Ling, it's my grandmother's intention to marry you. I don't agree. In my eyes, you're just a servant bought by our Fu family for 20 million. Later, please remember your identity and don't cross the border."

20 million servants?

She is such a valuable servant.

Xia Ling pursed her lips, tried to suppress her inner grievance and resentment, slightly lowered her eyes and said, "I know, Mr. Fu."

If it weren't for Xia's mother's threat, would she rarely enter his house?

Looking at Xia Ling's low brow, Fu Yunting's deep eyes narrowed slightly.

Dare to be angry and dare not speak?

He waited to see when the little white rabbit could bear it.

"You can go out."

Hearing the speech, Xia Ling glanced at Fu Yunting and stopped talking. Finally, she took her things and turned away.

Now that the master has spoken, the servant will listen.

Watching the slender figure of the woman leave quickly, Fu Yunting hooked his lips, gently tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his handsome face.

If you want to be his woman, you should also weigh your weight.

The next morning, wisps of sunshine came in through the screen window, shining the whole room brightly.

Xia Ling moved his body and opened his eyes vaguely.

Lifting her eyes and looking at the strange ceiling, Xia Ling remembered that she had married a woman.

Hurriedly got up, got out of bed, washed and went downstairs.

"Young lady, you're awake. Come and have breakfast."

Zhang's mother came out of the kitchen and said hello.

"OK."

Lan Ling opened his mouth and looked around. He didn't see Fu Yunting.

"Young lady is looking for the young master? The young master went out early in the morning."

Zhang's mother smiled and made Lan Ling smile embarrassed.

Just go out.

Save her service.