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Was she thrown out again?
I don't know why, Lu Youyou always feels upset, as if something is about to explode in her head, surrounded by all kinds of chaotic information, she can hardly breathe.
She leaned her back against the wall, slumped on the ground weakly, and finally fell asleep in a daze...
For several days, Ling Zhaoting did not let her go to school, and her mobile phone was also confiscated.
It wasn't until the day before the wedding that she was allowed to go for a walk in the yard to get some air.
"Young Mistress, tomorrow is the wedding, why do you look unhappy?"
"No, I'm about to enter a new stage in my life, and I'm too happy for it."
The servant who was following her asked, "But young mistress, why are you always frowning?"
Lu Youyou paused and turned her head to look.
Eight servants followed her, she just said that she wanted to come out to get some air, Ling Zhaoting immediately arranged eight servants to follow her.
It's called protection, but it's actually surveillance, for fear of her escaping.
Lu Youyou forced a smile: "It's okay, there are many flowers and trees in this yard, and the air is very fresh."
"Yes, these plants are very precious..."
Lu Youyou walked and listened to the servant's introduction, maybe she was distracted, and walked around the garden, she felt that her mood was not so dull.
However, when he returned to the bedroom, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ling Zhaoting's indifferent face.
This wedding is not like a wedding at all, but rather like a war, the atmosphere is tense.
"Come here." His tone was still cold.
Lu Youyou stood at the door, not knowing whether to go or not.
Tomorrow is the wedding, if there is another quarrel, wouldn't the relationship between the two be worse?
She wanted to find an excuse to leave, but suddenly, her arms tightened, and she was dragged inside.
Then, there was a loud slam of the door.
Before Lu Youyou could react, she felt dizzy and fell on the bed.
"Ling Zhaoting, you... what are you doing?"
"Tomorrow is our wedding, what do you think I can do?"
As Ling Zhaoting said, he unbuttoned him unhurriedly.
Seeing him like this, Lu Youyou subconsciously refused, but just as she half sat up, she was pushed on the bed by him...
When Lu Youyou woke up the next day, a group of people were already standing outside the door.
She washed up quickly, opened the door, and the group of people bowed to her respectfully: "Hi, young mistress, let's do your styling!"
Still a few people who came that day.
They took out a photo and said, "The young master chose this ladylike style, do you still like it?"
Where does she have the right to choose independently?
Lu Youyou nodded and said, "Then let's start."
She sat blankly in front of the mirror with a dull expression.
Where it looks like a person who is about to enter the palace of marriage, he is clearly a puppet imprisoned.
But even so, she still couldn't let Ling Zhaoting go.
She knew that Ling Zhaoting loved her, but for some reason, there were always many misunderstandings between the two of them, which led to a series of unpleasant incidents.
Lu Youyou was in a daze when suddenly, the stylist said, "Okay, young mistress, are you satisfied?"
Lu Youyou returned to her senses and looked at herself in the mirror.
There are two strands of curly hair hanging from the sideburns, and a headband studded with pearls and diamonds is worn on the head, which matches the earrings and necklaces of pearls and diamonds. It really looks like a lady.
Pretty is pretty, but that's not her style at all.
Lu Youyou lowered her eyes, maybe Ling Zhaoting has never understood her, and even what she likes and dislikes are judged by his own intuition.
"Young Mistress, don't you like it?"
"Young Mistress, if you don't like it, let's change it."
"No, I like it very much." Lu Youyou reluctantly hooked her lips.
"Then please change into this wedding dress."
As soon as the words were finished, someone outside the door pushed a display rack over. On it was a huge floor-length wedding dress.
This is a slanted shoulder wedding dress, with a delicate flower on the right shoulder, and many diamonds and pearls inlaid on the left side, which echoes her makeup look today.
Lu Youyou put on, stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself.
Maybe this is what Ling Zhaoting hopes for himself, sweet and well-behaved, always snuggling by his side, like a little woman.
But she has her own ideas and her own personality, but Ling Zhaoting doesn't seem to care about this at all.
"Young Mistress is really a natural beauty. With such a dress, she looks like a fairy coming down to earth!"
"Of course, the young mistress already has an outstanding temperament, and with her makeup and hair style, she is even more like a fairy."
"It's really a man and a woman, a match made in heaven!"
After all, it was these compliments that made her ears callous.
However, she couldn't refuse other people's kindness directly, and said, "It's almost time, let's go there quickly."
"Wait a minute, young mistress, the young master said that you will not be taken to the hotel until his car arrives."
Lu Youyou sighed, lifted up her wedding dress and sat on the bed.
Is she going to be taken directly to the hotel?
People get married from their natal family, but she has to be taken out of this golden cage.
What do you think, what is wrong.
However, all of this was arranged by Ling Zhaoting, and she had no right to speak, so she could only wait quietly.
Finally, the whistle sounded downstairs, and Lu Youyou went downstairs with the help of several stylists.
The car sped all the way and came to the entrance of a resplendent hotel.
Lu Youyou was helped into the lobby, and was taken directly to the lounge on the third floor.
This is a suite, where Lu Youyou rests inside, and there are two vacant rooms outside.
Lu Youyou originally thought that these stylists would leave after sending her there, but unexpectedly, they sat down directly outside.
She instantly understood that these people not only helped her with styling, but were also sent by Ling Zhaoting to supervise her.
Was looking at her like this to prevent her from running away?
Lu Youyou suddenly smiled wryly.
This is simply a golden cage, which looks resplendent and enviable, but in fact only she knows the bitterness inside.
She took a deep breath and looked out the window.
At this time, it doesn't matter if anyone is watching her.
Lu Youyou waited boredly, the time passed by, and the time for the wedding was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Youyou glanced outside, and found that it didn't seem to be knocking on the door. After looking around, she realized that it was the sound of someone knocking on the window.
She was startled and almost screamed, but when she got closer, she realized that it was Fu Qingtian outside the window.
"How did you come?"
"Of course I came to save you!"
"Save me? Why?" Lu Youyou leaned out and looked out. This is the third floor, and there is a ladder below. Fu Qingtian climbed up the ladder.
Although the third floor is not high, looking at it from this angle, it still makes people shudder: "Aren't you resting in bed? Your ribs are healed?"
"Not yet, but I endured the pain and came to you, isn't it very touching?"
Lu Youyou gave him a blank look: "What time is it, you are still in the mood to joke!"
"What's the matter at this time? It's just the time for your wedding with Ling Zhaoting, besides, it hasn't started yet."
"By the way, if you want to come, can't you go through the main entrance openly? You have to climb the window!"
"Of course, what I do can't be known by others!"
"What are you going to do?"
"Of course I will take you away."
"Now?" Lu Youyou was a little surprised, and her voice was a little higher.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door and said, "Young Mistress, who are you talking to?"
Lu Youyou said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm practicing the speech for a while."
It's a good thing she locked the door just now, otherwise the people outside the door would have come in directly and would have alarmed Ling Zhaoting again when they saw Fu Qingtian outside.
She whispered: "You go back quickly."
"Are you worried about my safety?"
Lu Youyou was a little speechless: "Can you stop being so thick-skinned? Ling Zhaoting will find out after a while, and I'm afraid your legs will be broken!"
"I'm here to take you away today. If you don't leave, I won't either."
Fu Qingtian stretched out his hand, pushed open the window neatly, turned in from the window, and sat down on the sofa.
"As expected of Ling Zhaoting, with such a big budget, he even bought the presidential suite!"
"Fu Qingtian, keep your voice down, there are people watching me outside the door, be careful that they overhear you, come in and check!"
"So what? Yoyo, just now I saw you look unhappy, if you don't want to marry Ling Zhaoting, come with me now!"
Lu Youyou sighed: "I don't want to marry him, it's just that there are some conflicts between the two of us, and it will be resolved after a while. By the way, why do you suddenly want to take me away?"
"There is no reason." Fu Qingtian remembered what Chen Mengqing told her, and became more determined, "Anyway, I must take you away today."
"I won't go with you, don't waste your time in vain. Fu Qingtian, I have a husband and a child, can you stop pestering me? If you continue like this, I will never be with you in the future You meet!"
Fu Qingtian put away his joking demeanor, looked at her seriously and said, "Lu Youyou, do you still remember the three things you promised me? In black and white, you can't deny it."
"I promised you, but why are you bringing this up now?"
"The first thing I asked you to promise is to follow me now."
"Now?" Lu Youyou glanced at the door, "It's impossible, someone will notify Ling Zhaoting as soon as I leave the outside. Don't wishful thinking, go back quickly."
Fu Qingtian still didn't give up: "Lu Youyou, have you really decided to marry Ling Zhaoting? Once the wedding starts, you won't be able to turn back!"
"Yes, I have decided to marry him, and I will never marry Ling Zhaoting in my life. Can you leave? If you don't leave, I will call someone!"
"We are all friends, is it necessary to be so cold?"
"Do you still know that you are a friend? If you are a friend, don't embarrass me! If you leave now, nothing will happen. If you don't leave..."
Before Lu Youyou finished speaking, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck, and fainted when her eyes darkened.
Seeing Lu Youyou who was knocked unconscious by him, Fu Qingtian heaved a sigh of relief.
This Lu Youyou is really stubborn, but luckily he came prepared.
However, after dressing up, Lu Youyou is really good-looking, different from the hot temper before, don't feel like a lady.
Before anyone found out, Fu Qingtian took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
Then, she put Lu Youyou out of the window.
There were already people below to respond, Fu Qingtian tidied up the scene, closed the window again, and left quietly.
Originally, he didn't expect this step, but he couldn't hold back Chen Mengqing's repeated persuasion, and finally he was a little shaken.
In fact, this is his own happiness. If he doesn't work hard, Lu Youyou will marry someone else!
After thinking about it, he decided to give it a go!
Time passed by, and the people outside the door heard that there was no movement inside, looked at each other, and knocked on the door.
"Young Mistress, are you in there?"
"Young grandma?"