Temporary Husband: The Pregnant Wife Runs Away

Chapter 3: My Name Is Li Yunshen

The man narrowed his eyes and looked down at his bride.

Tang Xin was shivering all over. Her father, who was beside her looking anxious, flicked his eyes at her, but she chose to ignore it. She looked up at the man, who was a head taller than her, in fear, and said after gathering up her courage, “I… I am supposed to marry the eldest son of the Li Family, you… are not him.”

“So you don’t even know who you are marrying…” He reached out and lifted her face that was looking down, and said indifferently, “My name is Li Yunshen, cousin of the Li brothers! Remember this name, because it is going to be imprinted on you for the rest of your life! ”

Tang Xin took a step back in fear. His possessiveness was terrifying, and what he said sounded like a terrifying prophecy.

Her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach, and she felt that she could only be a doll that was at the mercy of others.

The wedding march was played again. The bridegroom held the startled bride in his left hand and the photo of the dead girl in his right as he stepped gracefully onto the red carpet.

The wedding ceremony ended in confusion.

With the sea breeze, the beach, and the waves, the clamorous wedding banquet was held in a unique style.

They did not take part in it. After the wedding ceremony, he left her to the best man before leaving coldly, and she was driven back “home” by the best man.

This home was bigger than the connected villas of the Tang family. Occupying the entirety of Fragrant Hills, the magnificent building was located at the best view of the hill. It was surrounded by trees on all sides, with the blue sea and sky in the distance.

The security was very tight, and they were being monitored from the entrance of the mountain road leading to the villa.

Tang Xin, who was in the back seat, had changed into a red, asymmetrical chiffon dress. Watching the passing street lights outside the car window, she twisted her fingers on her knees, showing her uncertainty and anxiety.

The car drove into a carved metal gate and stopped in front of a huge French palais-style building.

Then, the door was pulled open from the outside. Tang Xin adjusted the hem of her dress and got out of the car elegantly.

Her eyes first met with those of a forty-year-old, expressionless woman.

The well-educated Tang Xin nodded politely to the woman.

“Miss Tang, I’m the housekeeper of Star Garden, just call me Sister Liu. This is where you will live from now on, I will show you around the manor,” Sister Liu said routinely before taking the lead.

Tang Xin was still in a daze because of the way she had addressed her.

Why was it Miss Tang? Shouldn’t it have been Madam or the like?

“Sir did not announce to us that he is now married, so we can only address you in this way,” Sister Liu stopped and said coldly.

In other words, as long as the man didn’t announce his marriage to the people here, they wouldn’t treat her like she was his wife. So what kind of identity should she use to have a foothold here? Would she even be able to gain a foothold?

She felt slight bitterness in her heart. As she wasn’t good at talking, she forced a smile, lowered her head and followed.

There were lights everywhere in the manor, so the fact that it was nighttime did not prevent Tang Xin from getting to know the place.

No wonder Sister Liu had called it a manor, as it was indeed one. Other than the main building, there was a reception area, three guest villas, a private nine-hole golf course and eleven man-made lakes. There were also flower houses, lawns and swing stands behind the main building.

In particular, there was a suspension bridge above the largest man-made lake. The stars bound on the suspension bridge shone upon the lake both day and night, regardless whether it was through sunlight or night light.

Everything in the manor seemed to be designed for a girl, even the name Star Garden.

Was it that girl? The girl in the photo.

What kind of man had she married?