Flash Marriage, Substitute Bride: The Max-Level Big Shot Stops Pretending

Qin Shiyao successfully passed her postgraduate entrance exam. Before the news could even be celebrated, her uncle and aunt arranged for her to be a substitute bride for Mo Yuchen, the CEO of an un...

Chapter 2: Hasty Bride Pickup

This is not the Qin family, not the campus, nor any environment she is familiar with.

Especially that so-called Young Master Mo Yuchen, we don’t even know what he looks like, so what’s the point of talking freely and moving towards the future together?

In the end, was it the Mo family who was careless, or was it Qin Shuyao who was careless?

Maybe, it's all careless.

Calming herself down, Qin Shuyao took the plate from Uncle Zhou and gestured for him to open the door.

Uncle Zhou's brows revealed worry, but he didn't say anything.

He knocked on the door gently, "Master, the young mistress is here."

"Let her in."

Qin Shuyao listened to the magnetic voice coming through the door panel, which seemed to have an irresistible magic that made her move forward to find out what was going on.

Uncle Zhou slowly opened the door, and the entire sunny room was covered with curtains.

At this time, the room was not completely dark, but the visibility was unclear.

Qin Shuyao carried the plate and walked in gracefully step by step. She did not show any fear just now, but she was only calm on the surface.

As soon as I entered the room, before I could put the plate down, I was pulled by a strong arm and fell into a tight chest.

Only through a layer of ice silk pajamas, one can feel the firmness and strength of the skin, yet its uneven and rough texture.

The door was closed quietly, and Uncle Zhou walked away. On the entire third floor, there were only Qin Shuyao and this man.

Qin Shuyao instinctively wanted to break free, but she was powerless because her wrist was held tightly and her other arm was restrained behind her back, with her whole body pressed against the chest of the person in front of her.

Feeling the strong heartbeat, Qin Shuyao was a little dazed.

"Why, you like it so much?"

Qin Shuyao obviously felt that she was being rude, but she couldn't escape.

"Mr. Mo, I am your wife, can you let me go first?"

"wife?"

The man smiled playfully, smelling the innate fragrance emanating from Qin Shuyao's body. It was a natural scent without any processed raw materials, elegant yet seductive.

"Qin Shuyao, do you really think you are Mrs. Mo, the young lady of the Mo family?"