The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng(10)

 

Chapter 10: Are You Getting Married Here?

Who was that just asking?

The two were confused.

Jiang Chenchen, beside them, turned her head and looked at the person shrouded in black.

Suddenly, she nodded.

The man in black looked at her coldly through the sunglasses, finding it somewhat amusing.

Didn't expect to encounter her again.

The first time was in the psychiatric hospital, the second time in his car on a rainy night, and now the third time was unexpectedly at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

His tone was mocking, "Are you getting married here?"

This time, Jiang Chenchen neither spoke nor nodded, nor did she show any reaction.

Sheng Mingsi found it strange. The uncle and aunt beside her looked nervous.

His eyebrows slightly furrowed; could a mental patient really be here to get married?

Moreover, she looked no more than seventeen or eighteen. Was she of age?

"How old are you?"

He asked again.

This seemingly flirtatious remark, coming from his mouth, had no hint of frivolity.

In his chilly voice, there was nothing but seriousness.

Jiang Zhong and his wife wanted to turn her away, not wanting her to talk to this person. They didn't want her to say too much to anyone.

But Jiang Chenchen still maintained the posture of turning around to look at the person and spoke.

"Nineteen."

Just two numbers, but it shocked them and left them dumbfounded.

From the time they brought her back from the psychiatric hospital until now, they had never heard her speak a single word.

But now she spoke, and to a stranger.

"Oh? You're only 19, and you're getting married."

The words of the man in black brought Jiang Zhong and his wife back from their shock.

Jiang Zhong, with a dark face, pulled Jiang Chenchen's hand over. "Our family affairs have nothing to do with you!"

He wanted to pull Jiang Chenchen away, away from this man who seemed dangerous.

But Jiang Chenchen's other wrist was also grabbed.

It was him again!

"What do you want?" Jiang Zhong was getting angry.

Zhang Lanmei was afraid her husband's temper would escalate, so she quickly said, "Sir, please don't misunderstand. Our child is 20 years old; her ID says she's 20."

Regarding her age, they had already changed the information on her ID when they brought her back.

But Sheng Mingsi did not release Jiang Chenchen's other hand. He was tall, and his imposing aura made them hesitate to get angry.

"So, you took her out of the psychiatric hospital just to get married here?"

Jiang Zhong and his wife were surprised again. Who was this person, and how did he know?!

Jiang Zhong's face tightened, staring at him, his voice somewhat breathless, "What nonsense are you talking about? What business is it of yours about our family affairs?! Who are you? Let her go! If you don't let go, I'll call the police."

He almost forcibly dragged Jiang Chenchen.

Her wrist was so delicate, held so tightly, like being trapped in iron.

On Jiang Chenchen's fair and delicate face, there was no trace of pain.

Seeing this, a thin anger floated in Sheng Mingsi's pitch-black eyes. The more this happened, the more he couldn't ignore it.

"Then call the police."

While speaking, he released the hand that was holding her wrist, supported the back of the chair with one hand from the back seat, and executed a graceful turn to the front.

Due to the inertia of pulling and releasing, Jiang Chenchen's body leaned forward, but he quickly reached out and hooked her waist just in time!

 

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