Chapter 7: The violent Ling Sanshao

The car drove directly into the Ling family mansion, the Ling family is the largest family in city A. Unlike other wealthy villas, the Ling family mansion is composed of villas. When each child is 18 years old, whether he is married or not Has its own independent villa.
As Ling Yue was the only legal heir to the Ling Family Group, the house he lived in was naturally different from others. Dongyuwan is located in the east of Lingzhai.
"Three Masters."
The car stopped steadily, and someone stepped forward to open the door for them.
Ling Yue was not the eldest son of the Ling family. He ranked third, with two older brothers and a younger sister. However, his brother and sister were not born to Ling Yue's mother. To put it bluntly, Ling Yue was born in the main house.
Therefore, no matter how good sons are born in Erfang, they have no legal inheritance rights.
Ling Yue stepped out of the car, his movements were a bit hurried, and the people who saw him lowered their heads, but to the people's surprise, Ling Yue dragged a woman out of the car.
The woman's frail face was too pale, her body was covered with scars and blood stains. At this time, she was dragged by Ling Yue rudely, like a lifeless doll.
Mu Xiaotong couldn't help herself, panting heavily, Ling Yue's steps were so big, he didn't care about her at all, and he clenched her right arm and walked straight towards the door.
Mu Xiaotong was pulled by Ling Yue, half bent over, with messy hair and embarrassed face, and was dragged upstairs by him staggeringly.
When she came to the door of a room, Mu Xiaotong was caught off guard by Ling Yue and threw it straight into the room. With a slam, the door was directly closed.
"Ah--!" she yelled in fear. Mu Xiaotong was thrown to the cold floor, a pain came from her back, and the room was full of darkness. She looked at the man standing in front of her with anxiety.
Shen Feng was standing outside the door, frowning slightly, hesitating whether to go in and take a look at the situation.
Because Ling Yue was too abnormal just now, Ling Yue's temper was not good. If Mu Xiaotong continues to offend him, San Shao will really kill her.
Dong Yuwan's servants knew that the woman brought back by Ling Yue was the bride of today, but depending on the situation, this bride was probably more ugly than good.
Tomorrow they are definitely going to collect the body of this bride, and they know the most violent temper of Young Master Ling San.
When Shen Feng saw the crowd looking here in fear, he shouted, "What are you doing here? Go down and do your own thing."
"Miss Mu's blatant refusal to marry is clearly seeking death."
"If she wants to die, don't drag us down. The third youngest is in a bad mood, and we will have to follow along."
"Elder Ling can't control the temper of the Third Young Master. Looking at the posture of the Third Young Master just now, she must be tortured to death."
The people in fear, whispered in a low voice, left Dong Yuwan one after another and went to their respective posts.
Shen Feng's gaze towards the door of the room was also faintly uneasy. Ling Yue abused people from time to time, but he turned around and left.
Mu Xiaotong made such a big wedding today, which embarrassed the Ling family and hurt Ling Yue. She deserved it.
Inside the room.
"What do you want?! Don't come here!!"
Mu Xiaotong crawled on the floor, trembling lightly, and stepped back subconsciously.
Ling Yue stood there without moving, staring at her fiercely. In the dark room, he could still clearly see the panic in her eyes.
Mu Xiaotong kept breathing nervously, looking around, a piece of darkness, even the curtains were tightly closed, even the slightest moonlight could not penetrate.
But she could feel that the man was standing in front of her eyes, even if he stood motionless, Mu Xiaotong couldn't ignore the powerful aura emanating from him.
There was a dead silence in the whole room, except for Mu Xiaotong's rapid breathing, Ling Yue was as quiet as a dead thing. This is his bedroom. Usually he likes to stay quietly in such a dark room, without saying anything, just staying like this, and not allowing anyone to disturb.
But now, there is a woman in front of him because this is his bride.
Ling Yue's thin lips curled up slightly, revealing a weird smile.
Lifting her foot step by step, she approached her, with calm footsteps getting closer and closer, Mu Xiaotong stiffened and her lips trembled with fright.
"Don't come over! Let me go, I beg you!"
With a trembling voice begging, she curled up and looked forward in fear.
It was dark in front of her eyes, and she could not see anything, but the man was right in front of her and she could feel him slowly approaching.
"Please?!" The muffled voice sounded, with deep sarcasm.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xiaotong didn't have time to be afraid, her strong body, like a leopard, was pressing directly on her. A pair of shining blue pupils, icy cold, slightly bent a strange smile.