Chapter 6: Marry the rich young master who is dying of illness 6
However, the auspicious time has come, why haven't I seen his shadow yet?
Are you too sick to get out of bed?
Wang Yue'er had a sad face and bit her lower lip.
You are so ill that you can't even complete the ceremony, and you still want to marry a wife? These rich people really have too much money and no place to spend it, so they spend 300,000 to marry a wife to take care of their seriously ill son?
Who doesn't know what his wife was married for, but this sick groom may not be so lucky.
That’s fine!
Wang Yue'er never felt that she was very kind. If the husband she married was really ill and could not leave the house, it might be a good thing. At least she might be able to keep the most precious thing in a woman's possession.
It turns out that she had always wanted to save the most precious things until her wedding night. Of course, the groom was her boyfriend Duanmu Qi.
Now that Duanmuqi is missing and she is married to a man she has never met, she naturally does not want her body to be touched by that stranger.
Please forgive her for her vicious desire to marry a man who is too sick to care for himself. This way, she feels at ease.
Hehe! She laughed secretly, but she didn't make any sound. Only a smile that no one could see appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Uncle Chen, go and have a look at Yi's room!" Si Zonghua said to the housekeeper, Uncle Chen.
"Yes, sir!" Although Uncle Chen is several years older than Si Zonghua, he is in good health like a young man.
He walked quickly and steadily in the direction of Si Yi Zhu.
"Everyone, please be patient. Today is my beloved son's happy day. I, Si Zonghua, promise that he will definitely attend and complete this ceremony!" Si Zonghua, as the head of the family, stood up.
At fifty-five years old, he looks as old as sixty years old. Most of his hair is gray, and his face looks very bad.
I'm afraid it was caused by his long years of working on the family business.
People present were talking a lot, but the bride Wang Yuer didn't care at all.
Anyway, it doesn't matter to her whether this ceremony is held or not.
"The third young master may not be able to get off the ground!"
"I think so. I heard that I'm so sick that I can't even open my eyes!"
Words like these were passed into Wang Yue'er's ears piecemeal. The more Wang Yue'er listened, the more proud she became.
Although she quite sympathized with the third young master, she would be punished by heaven and earth if she didn't care for herself. If the third young master's illness was not serious, she would be Wang Yue'er who would be the most miserable.
After several minutes, when everyone thought that the third young master would not attend, the voice of the butler, Uncle Chen, came from a distance.
"The third young master is here, the groom is here!"
"Quick! Go help!" Si Zonghua ordered tremblingly.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yue'er heard overlapping footsteps running towards the outside of the hall.
Alas, what was supposed to come came.
Uncle Chen came in from the hall panting with a fair-skinned young man on his back.
Those who came out to help did not help at all. Instead, they blocked the hall door and caused chaos.
Everyone really wants to see Si Yi, the third young master who is rumored to be seriously ill.
How sick are you? When will you die? These are the things everyone gossips about every day.
"Yi!" Si Ran finally pulled out his earphones, his face turned pale, and he strode towards Si Yi's direction.
He also hasn't visited Si Yi for several days.
I remember that Si Ran and Si Ran had the best relationship before Si Yi was sick. Even though Si Ran and Si Fan clearly have the same biological mother, the relationship between him and Si Yi was much deeper.
Seeing the lively and mischievous younger brother in the past, now like this, Wang Ran felt a faint pain in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.