Marriage Contract of the Nobility: The Path of a Delicate Wife's Comeback

Night It was pouring rain, with thunder and lightning. Shi Rong dragged her suitcase and walked aimlessly in the rain. "Rongrong, Bai Lang didn't divorce you because he won five million in the lottery. It's because you didn't fulfill your obligations as a wife." "Shi Rong, are you tired? Divorce is something we have wanted to do for a long time. If you don't want to divorce, do you still want to divide the family property?" It was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on Shi Rong's face. My vision is blurry. A silver Bentley is speeding towards this direction in the corridor, but the distraught Shi Rong doesn't notice it. Until the car was almost in front of her, she realized, but her brain was in a state of death, and she stood still, confused, watching the car coming straight towards her. Squeezing—— The silver Bentley made a sharp turn, and it can be seen that the owner's driving skills were poor because he was too fast and accidentally hit the guardrail. Shi Rong stood there, her heart beating wildly. The silver Bentley stopped at the guardrail and then remained motionless. It was late at night, and the place was quiet with no traffic. Shi Rong stood still for a few seconds before she realized what was happening. She suddenly raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face, then left the suitcase and ran towards the silver Bentley. The car interior is pitch black, and Shi Rong leans against the car window, vaguely making out a man's silhouette slumped over the steering wheel. Shi Rong pounded on the window, "Sir, are you alright?" Anyway, the other party hit the guardrail to avoid her, and if anything happens to him, she will be responsible! Upon hearing a click, Shi Rong quickly opened the door and leaned in, asking, "Are you okay? Ah..." Her voice still carried a hint of tears. Before she finished speaking, the man who was leaning on the steering wheel suddenly reached out and grabbed Shi Rong's arm, pulling her in. Bang! The door is closed and locked. Shi Rong fell on the man's legs, and the man's fiery hands locked around her waist like iron chains, making her unable to move. "Let go, let go of me..." Shi Rong felt the danger and stammered a sentence to the man. "Are you looking for death?" The man who was holding her spoke slowly, his voice deep and rich, like a glass of sweet wine sliding down his throat. Shi Rong was shocked for a few seconds and then realized that he was talking about walking in the middle of the road. She quickly shook her head and said, "I didn't mean it "Whether you did it intentionally or not, but you came here by yourself, don't blame me..." The man lifted her up and put her on his lap. Feeling the man's strength, Shi Rong's head went numb and she stammered, "What are you doing..." "What do you think?" The man leaned down and kissed her with his cold, thin lips. Shi Rong felt as if something inside his head had exploded. Men's kisses are extremely aggressive and somewhat immature, but they quickly find their way. Shi Rong's mind went blank for a long time, until a wave of pain hit her, and she came back to her senses and desperately pounded the man in front of her. After tasting the marrow, the man put the seat flat and pressed her under him The rainstorm lasted all night, as if washing away the sins of the city. After a night of wildness The person in the car moved his fingertips, and the man's sharp and deep eyes suddenly opened, and Si Kong Bo sat up. There was still a sweet and cloying smell left by the woman in the air, but he was alone on the scene. Did you run away? The eyes of the master of the art of painting deepened a little, and his gaze fell on the red color of the seat, with a somewhat complex expression. What a hassle! Sikongbo called his assistant Xiao Qi and gave him a cold order; "Locate my position immediately and find out who the woman was last night." After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for his assistant to understand. Shi Rong fled in the middle of the night, taking advantage of the heavy rain to return to her parents' home in a disheveled state. After being married for so many years, she has never slept with her husband, but today she slept with a strange man, so she was very scared. When I woke up, I subconsciously chose to run away. "Rongrong." When her mother opened the door and came in, she gave her a bowl of ginger soup. "Thank you, Mom." "Are you and Bai Lang completely over?" When it comes to Bai Lang, Shi Rong lowered her eyes and held the ginger soup, drinking it in fits and starts, obviously not wanting to mention it. "It's fine to get divorced, because your father has arranged another marriage for you anyway." Hearing this, Shi Rong felt a sudden sinking in her heart and suddenly looked up and said, "Mom?" "Although the other party has a leg disease, you are a second marriage, so don't feel sorry for him." Shi Rong: "Mom, what are you talking about?" Shi's mother stood up and looked at her with anger, "The wedding is set for a month later. You have to marry even if you don't want to." "I just got divorced with Bai Lang tonight. How did you know?" Shi Rong felt her heart gradually getting cold. To be honest, the marriage was originally meant for your sister, but since you're divorced, you can take the place of your sister At this point, Shi's mother took a deep breath and looked at her with a deep gaze, saying, "The other party has a leg disease, Rong Rong, and the Shi's family cannot destroy both of its daughters A dull pain shot through my heart, and Shi Rong's hands, which were holding the ginger soup, gradually began to shake. Her lips quivered and she said, "Mom, I'm your own daughter..." "Xuexue is your own sister, can you bear to see her suffer?" "What about me?" "Anyway, this matter is decided. You must marry into the Si family in a month! If both daughters of the Shen family are ruined, your father and I cannot live anymore." On the day of her wedding, Shi Rong's sister Shi Xue came to visit her. "Sister, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, but Mom..." Shi Rong stared at her, her gaze unwavering. "I'm sorry? Would you like to wear a wedding dress and marry yourself?" "Sister, I..." Shi Xue clenched her fist and gritted her teeth, finally releasing her hand and sighing, "I have a boyfriend's sister, but you are divorced..." Shi Rong looked away and lowered her eyes, "Yes, I'm divorced now... Take care of Mom and Dad. They've done their best to make me agree to this Marrying a man with leg disease means that she will have to take care of him all her life. If this is her destiny, she can accept it.