1628: C1628 Married to a Rich Family 1555

C1628 Married to a Rich Family 1555

3Before she could open her mouth, the wheelchair suddenly stopped. The man frowned so much that his face was taut. Compared to his indifferent attitude from before, he was even more disgusted. "What's that smell from your body?"

"What smell?" Ding Yiyi sniffed her arm. "There's no smell. Maybe it's because I ran too fast and sweated a little."

Before he could finish his words, the man had already pressed the button on the wheelchair and left. Soon, he disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"What kind of person is this?" Ding Yiyi mumbled as she lifted her hand to sniff her arm.

"Madam." The fat maid's solemn voice sounded like a ghost. Compared to Ding Yiyi who was panicking, her facial expression did not seem to have changed at all.

"Your room is here." She turned to lead the way.

"Wait." Ding Yiyi chased after him. "You know I'm not Asimaa, right? What exactly do you want to do?"

The fat maid didn't answer, but continued walking. Not long after, she brought Ding Yiyi to the door of the room.

"Lunch will be served shortly." She looked at Ding Yiyi. Her lips were pursed tightly, refusing to say a single word.

Ding Yiyi returned to her room in frustration. She knew that she had been caught in a strange circle, a bride who did not hold a wedding, a servant who knew the bride was fake but remained indifferent even though the manor was empty.

In the evening, when the silent maids came to collect the dishes, a few more women came in and gestured for Ding Yiyi to follow.

"Where are we going?" Ding Yiyi asked as they walked.

The other party was a servant from the Fei Family. Although he was tall and strong, he had a gentle personality. When he heard her words, he could only shake his head and signal her not to ask any further questions.

After walking for a long time, Ding Yiyi tried to memorize the route, hoping to escape if there was an accident.

After turning a corner, she caught a whiff of sulphur, which grew stronger and stronger. At the end of the corridor was a large but beautifully designed hot spring.

She thought that Fei Xuan would stop, but she did not expect that the Fei Family servant would step up his pace and walk past the sulphur spring, so she had no choice but to follow.

Beside the sulphur spring, there was a smaller spring. The smell was also sulphur, but no matter if it was in terms of design or size, it couldn't compare to what he had just seen.

"Madam." The mercenaries motioned for Ding Yiyi to undress. One of them had a soap horn in his hand.

"What are you guys going to do?" Ding Yiyi took a step back and looked at them cautiously.

The servants looked at each other. They didn't seem to understand why this new lady was so resistant to the idea. Finally, one of them spoke up. "Give Madam a bath."

"I can do it myself." Ding Yiyi hurriedly said.

The other side refused to give in, insisting that they must do it themselves. The two sides were in a deadlock, and at that moment, the fat maid appeared.

The servants seemed to have great respect for this woman. When they saw her, they all stood to the side, even more respectful than Ding Yiyi, the lady in name.

"Let's go down first." The fat maid waved her hand, and the other Filipino servants looked at Ding Yiyi in surprise. The four madams from before really did not have such a thing happen. This woman from the East was truly strange.

After the Fei servant left, the fat woman glanced at Ding Yiyi with doubt in her eyes. She didn't know why the Young Master still hadn't thrown this woman over to the manor to feed the wolfdogs.

Ding Yiyi looked at her cautiously. After seeing her leave, she heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on a rock.

The hot air from the spring was very comfortable. She reached into the water and found that the temperature of the water was just right. She looked around and discovered that although it was open air, the surroundings were covered in volcanic rocks.

There were clothes on a shelf to one side, and a cubicle for changing and undressing. When she went in, she found an abandoned bathing suit on the chair inside.

The swimsuit was a bit big, and there was a name embroidered on the armpit. It looked very new, so someone must have accidentally left it here.

One of the man's four wives? Ding Yiyi put down her swimsuit and wondered where they had all gone.

After the shower, the maids showed up just in time. They became more silent and cautious as they guided Ding Yiyi back to her room.

Ding Yiyi wanted to change into a new dress after they had left. The dress that the maids had given her was too complicated. The white dress hung on the ground, making it inconvenient for her to move.

When she opened the wardrobe, it was empty. She was stunned for a moment before she knew that someone had taken away all her clothes.

"Damn it!" She cursed under her breath, slammed the wardrobe door, and went out onto the balcony.

Looking down from the balcony, there was a soft meadow below, and a raised terrace just two meters away from where she was standing. Could she go down to the terrace first, then down to the grass?

"I advise you not to think of escaping." The man's soft voice suddenly came from the balcony downstairs.

Ding Yiyi was stunned for a moment. She quickly recognized the man who had disappeared halfway on the wheelchair. "It's you."

"Why do you want to escape?" the man asked.

Ding Yiyi answered, "I didn't want to run away. Although there are no guards here, but I don't believe that there are no security measures in such a big manor. I'm guessing that it would turn into a hornet's nest before I even get out. I'm going to find the owner of the manor, Derek."

After she finished speaking angrily, she waited for the man to reply. After waiting for a while, it became silent downstairs.

"This is too much. I think we should end the conversation and let him know to me." Ding Yiyi stomped her feet. Her previous plan had been thrown out of the window as she walked towards her room.

On the balcony below, the man on the wheelchair supported his forehead with one hand as he looked into the distance. His other hand caressed a tiger that was obediently crouching beside him.

The tiger was as big as three young men. It was currently obediently narrowing its eyes as it accepted the petting from the handicapped man, occasionally licking its lips.

"Asimaa?" The man mumbled in a low voice.

At night, Ding Yiyi discovered that the dinner was always a feast, but always a vegetarian one.

Sighing, she finished her plate and rang the bell. Soon after, a maid came in to clean up.

Not long after she finished her dinner, she felt a wave of fatigue wash over her. The feeling of tiredness she felt was extremely intense, and she could not endure it any longer.

After she fell asleep, the door silently opened. The maids entered in a line and took off Ding Yiyi's white dress under the direction of the fat maid. They then changed into a muslin dress.

After all this was done, the maids retreated like ghosts and ghosts, and hurried footsteps could be heard from time to time.

Not long later, the door was pushed open again. The two front wheels of the wheelchair came in slowly, and the man in the wheelchair was still in white clothes and pants. He looked at the person sleeping on the bed.

A brawny man followed him from behind. After a slight nod, he walked over and picked him up by the waist.

He frowned, as if he was enduring the process. When he came into contact with the bed, he waved the brawny man away.

The only ones left in the room were him and the woman who was sleeping soundly. He stared at the woman's beautiful face and slowly stretched out his finger that he had never touched before.

His fingers were cold, but his face was very hot. The sleeping pill worked at this moment, so she slept even harder.

His finger went straight down, picking up the veil. He kept going down, but stopped at his lower abdomen. There was astonishment on his unremarkable face.

The muslin that had been parted was closed, and the surprise on his face was replaced with an intriguing look of satisfaction.

Angele laid on the bed and closed his eyes.

The next day, Ding Yiyi's scream startled all the maids waiting outside the door.

"Why are you here? What am I wearing!" Ding Yiyi lowered her head to look at the transparent muslin covering her body. She was so ashamed that she quickly hid under the blanket. Looking at the man who had just woken up with an indifferent face, she vaguely felt that something had happened.

"Why is it like this?" She crumbled, and the man in front of her became her outlet.

She wrapped herself in a blanket and got off the bed. Her anger caused her face to become twisted. "I will kill you. I will kill you."3

"Is that so?" The man said lightly.

She rushed to the table, picked up the fruit knife stuck in the pile of fruits, and rushed back. "How could you do this? Did you drug me yesterday?"

"Yes." The man answered crisply.

Just as he finished speaking, the knife was already at his neck while he sat on the bed, his mood unchanging.

"Your hands are shaking." The man's tone of voice was like his ordinary facial features.

Ding Yiyi stretched out her right hand and held her trembling left hand. The knife in her hand was also shaking violently. Seeing that the man in front of her didn't seem to care at all, she really wanted to stab him in the neck.

The knife fell to the ground. The man lowered his head to take a look, and the hair on his forehead covered his eyes, making it hard for people to understand what he was thinking.

"You go." Ding Yiyi had nothing to live for. Even the air was unbearably foul.

At this moment, the man who had been indifferent all this while suddenly had a strong rage within him, like an awakened beast. This rage made even the furious Ding Yiyi freeze for a moment.

He looked coldly at Ding Yiyi, his clear black and white eyes devoid of any emotion. He just stared straight at her, as if trying to suppress his anger.

Ding Yiyi took a step back. The expression on his face was too frightening, but he should be angry. The person who should be angry was her and not him!

She took another step forward and faced him, while he sat on the bed.

Suddenly, he moved. He had only struck his palm once. Not long later, the door opened and a robust man walked in.

"Young Master Derek." The sturdy man was two meters tall and his arm alone was as thick as Ding Yiyi's thigh. No, it was even thicker.

Ding Yiyi watched as the hulk picked Derek up and put him carefully on the wheelchair. Derek left without saying anything, with a sullen face.

Ding Yiyi was left alone in the room again. She looked at the slightly messy room, as if she was venting her anger by smashing everything. Looking at the messy room, she rushed to the balcony to cry.

In the evening, when the servants came to collect the untouched food and to bring the fresh supper, Ding Yiyi, who had been sitting silently in the ruins all this time, opened her mouth, "I want to see Derek."

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