Lin Ye propped a hand on the sofa, leaning in close to her, their faces almost touching, "Baby..."
Zhao Linlin backed away, but he reached out and pulled her back, now their faces were unavoidably pressed together.
Zhao Linlin was dumbfounded, "You, you, you, what do you want?"
As she spoke, her hot breath was all on Lin Ye’s face. Lin Ye smiled, a smile full of charm, "I don’t want anything, just tell , if we could get married, would you be willing?"
Zhao Linlin felt she really couldn’t resist in the face of such handsoness.
Like she was under a spell, she nodded almost imperceptibly, "Okay."
"Good girl."
The next mont, her lips were kissed.
Zhao Linlin’s mind went blank, and it was a long ti before she realized she had sold herself for good looks.
And she sold herself without any hesitation.
...
Zhao Linlin: Ladies, I sold myself, and counted the money while doing it.
In the small group chat, Zhao Linlin spoke. Actually, she was feeling completely collapsed, especially seeing the two little red booklets by her hand.
She never imagined her old father would one day also be swayed by the big bad wolf to trick his own daughter.
Even though her old father had always looked at her with heartache, she had endured it for over twenty years.
What on earth did Lin Ye say in front of her father that made her father allow Lin Ye to walk away with her?
Couldn’t figure it out, her mind was a ss.
After that kiss, she was dizzily taken to the civil affairs bureau by soone, and becoming a young married woman before graduation was sothing she refused to accept.
But Lin Ye always found various reasons to block her path, and the key point was that the reasons were quite agreeable.
She was blocked at every turn.
Completely no room to resist, simply put, she was Lin Ye’s property, with no escape.
After sending the ssage, she took a photo of the marriage certificate and sent it to the group.
The first to pop up was Mi Lu.
Mi Lu: Wow, wow, wow, Zhao Linlin, you actually... got married. Is this marriage certificate real or fake? If it’s real, you’re quite the deal. If it’s fake, you two sure know how to play.
Zhao Linlin, face full of resignation, casually opened the inside page of the booklet, took a photo of their nas, and sent it to the group.
Zhao Linlin: I just lost my mind over good looks, Lin Ye, that big bastard, clearly knew I’m easily seduced by him, and yet he did sothing so immoral. Where’s the dowry? Where’s the proposal? I actually stupidly went to the civil affairs bureau first?
Mi Lu: Oh my, you two really got married?
Mi Lu: Tsk tsk, a big star getting married, how much do you think I can sell this news for?
Lai Wei followed closely.
Lai Wei: No, Linlin, how can you be so unsteady, easily taken away by soone, are you rebelling?
Zhao Linlin: Is it too late to get a divorce now?
Mi Lu: Naive.
Lai Wei: Yes, indeed a bit naive, you’ve had your seal imprinted on the sa booklet with him, do you think it’s too late to regret it? Moreover, divorcing ans a second marriage, and the probability of it being the sa person is one hundred percent, so it’s aningless, just let it be.
Zhao Linlin: I’m so unlucky.
Mi Lu: Sympathizing with you for one second, that’s from a friend’s standpoint, but from another standpoint, I must say, your brother Lin Ye treats you pretty well. At least he wasn’t irresponsible, right? There will be a wedding, there should be a proposal, getting married directly is still better than being irresponsible and not getting married at all, right?
There was no way to refute these words, Zhao Linlin felt that in the face of good looks, she would just beco dim-witted and sell herself.
Zhao Linlin: My parents will be sad.
Lai Wei: No, they won’t. They’ll just think, well, it’s great you got married.
Mi Lu: Sa 1.
Zhao Linlin: Girls, you’re going to lose if you keep this up, you know?
Lai Wei: Actually, getting married is pretty good, right? You’re not that regretful anyway, you’ll have to get married sooner or later, so what are you worried about?
Next to Lai Wei, Hai En saw Lai’s reply and mumbled thoughtfully, "Get married sooner or later?"
Lai Wei was still typing rapidly on her phone, paused for a mont, then turned to look at Hai En, "I’m just trying to console Zhao Linlin, don’t get any ideas, I don’t want to get married right now."
Hai En raised an eyebrow, "I didn’t say anything."
Lai Wei: "..."
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