Without saying or asking anything further, Jiang Cheng carried the casket onto the sedan chair. Miss Mu Rong Xiao Rou was in tears upon seeing her husband sleeping in the casket. ‘Looks like this fat girl is not only an eating machine, there’s also something wrong with her mind. A girl like this definitely cannot be Mu Rong Zhan’s daughter.’
“Mu Rong Ying, you are done fetching the bridegroom. Now get lost and continue your wedding ceremony. We don’t welcome anyone from the Mu Rong family. You, who have lost to me, don’t ever let me see your face again. If I do, then I will beat you every time I see you. Now get lost!”
Waving his hands as if he were chasing away some flies, Jiang Chen refused to show any approbation.
Ahhhhh!
Raising his head and shouting towards the sky, a stream of blood shot out from Mu Rong Ying’s mouth. Following that, he closed his eyes and fainted on the spot.
“What should we do now?”
A young man asked.