The Accidental s*x Bride of a Cold-blooded Noble

Chapter 1: Substitute Marriage "We, the Su family, have raised you for so many years. What's wrong with marrying in place of someone else? We gave you your life!" "I don't care if you have someone in your heart or not, and I don't care about that bullshit arranged marriage. Anyway, Marshal Leng, you have to marry me even if you die!" "A Qing, I know this is very unfair to you, but I can't help it. I love Youyou too much. Please, marry in place of Youyou..." Adoptive parents, and her own secret crush on her fiancé, no, her former fiancé, all the words that everyone said last night, in Su Ruoqing's mind, rang out all night. She was an orphan taken in by the Su family with kindness. She lived under someone else's roof and suffered cold eyes. Everyone told her to be grateful, to be content, and to be patient... But who still remembers her parents who died tragically to save the Su and Ming families? The car was driving smoothly on the road, pedestrians were backing up outside the window, and the street scene was prosperous. Su Ruoqing closed her eyes in pain. Leng Yuhe, the young marshal of the Leng family, was famous in Jiangnan at a young age. He was the only young master of the governor's mansion. He had a strong family background and great power. He also firmly held the control of the General Taxation Department of Customs... But... No matter how young and promising he was, and how powerful he was, this man was more famous for his cruelty, treacherousness and cunning than his gorgeous power and fame. It was rumored that the number of people who died in his hands was more than the number of meals he had eaten... In the backyard of the mansion where he lived, there were hundreds of corpses of tragic deaths... No woman who entered his bedroom could come out alive. Just thinking about it, Su Ruoqing trembled violently. They didn't ask her to marry in his place, but to die in his place. The car stopped outside an extremely imposing European-style villa, with high gates and deep walls, majestic and luxurious. Soldiers with guns stood outside the door, with a sentry every three steps and a guard every ten steps, and the defense was tight. As soon as she got off the car, Su Ruoqing's face turned pale when she saw the black spears of the soldiers at the door. After walking through the gate and the courtyard for a few minutes, Su Ruoqing finally stepped into the inner door of this exquisite and luxurious villa. The servants kept coming and going, but there was no noise in the whole huge house. There was only dead silence. "Please go upstairs and wait for the young marshal to come home." The old housekeeper came forward and spoke in a calm voice. Su Ruoqing glanced at him twice, and seeing his kind eyebrows, her heart was relieved a lot, and she asked softly: "Will he... come back directly to me? What about the wedding..." "The wedding will be arranged later." The housekeeper said, raising his hand and sending it forward, urging Su Ruoqing to go upstairs. She lowered her eyelids, and her lips were bitter. Later... when that terrible man comes back, she is afraid that she will not be able to wait for the future. Go upstairs and enter the house. The door panel then clicked shut, and the room fell into a cold silence. Su Ruoqing stood there for a while before looking up at the room. Two rooms, one inside and one outside, a beige sofa, a gold-rimmed glass coffee table with flowers and snacks on it, a phonograph and a separate copper telephone on the side table... It was very Western, worthy of being the young marshal's bedroom. Su Ruoqing looked around, then sat quietly on the sofa, eyes closed in a daze. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a group of footsteps sounded in the quiet corridor, and the door panel was pushed open with a sound. Su Ruoqing's back tensed, and he stood up quickly, casting a panicked look towards the door.