"I won't marry." A hint of evil flashed in Qingrao's eyes, and she raised her head stubbornly and said, "Mom, go and tell dad to let that bitch get married."
Mrs. Qian sighed and said: "Why don't you want that girl to get married? But you didn't see that the girl is lying on the bed now, looking half dead. Even the doctor said that her end is approaching, and the Wang family
How could you want her? Your father would never agree to marry her off."
Qingrao frowned and gritted her teeth and said, "I don't believe it. Wasn't that girl fine the past two days? She was running outside all day long. Why did she suddenly get sick when she said she was sick? There is clearly something going on here."
"But we are the only ones who know this. Even your father only found out after I told him this morning. I asked Aunt Zeng and found out that the girl was indeed ill the day before yesterday. Besides, even the doctor said so.
, it can't be wrong." Qian had no doubts, but various signs showed that this was probably just a coincidence.
Furthermore, with that girl’s ability, she probably wouldn’t be able to design these.
"Then I won't marry either."
Qian looked at her daughter with a sad look on her face and said, "But your father has already said that you must marry the Wang family instead of that girl in three days. Besides, this idea was ours. If you say not to marry now, your father will definitely do it."
He won't let us go." Judging from Master Qing's reaction today, he will never allow any mistakes in this marriage. If Rao'er continues to be willful, it is very likely that she will really offend the other party. By then, mother and daughter will
Everyone will be unable to eat and walk around.
How could Qingrao not know who her father was? Otherwise, she would not have proposed the idea of marrying Qingwan, who was not yet hair-haired, to the Wang family.
"But, mother, are you willing?"
Qian couldn't help but be stunned, willing? How could she be willing?
They originally planned to give that dead girl away, but now it was their own daughter, marrying someone who didn't know whether she was dead or alive. How could she be willing to do so?
Then I heard Qingrao gritting her teeth, her voice cold as if she had walked out of hell, full of hatred and unwillingness: "You can marry me, unless that girl is really dead. As long as that girl dies.
Yes, I will marry immediately, even if I marry a cripple and a fool, my daughter will accept her."
Qian was startled, fearing that the other party would cause trouble, and said hurriedly: "Are you kidding me? Who knows when that girl will die? Your father has made an agreement with the Wang family to marry you in three days."
A hint of sinister coldness flashed in Qingrao's eyes, fierce and decisive: "I don't care, either she dies, or let her get married. Mom, my daughter is unwilling, who knows whether the Wang family master is lame or paralyzed?
Not showing up in front of others for so many years must not be much better. If they are really good people, the Wang family will not come up with such a method of getting married. If it works, then that's it. If it doesn't work, wouldn't it mean that if the daughter gets married, she will be married for the rest of her life?
All destroyed?”
Qian didn't know what was going on, so she could only try her best to think in the best light: "Maybe, maybe the prince is just introverted and doesn't like to be seen in front of others? It may not be as bad as you think."
Qingrao, however, was not as optimistic as the other party. She only stared at the other party's eyes with a bit of aggressiveness: "My mother also said yes, but maybe the other party has some incurable disease. What should my daughter do?"