Master's Million Blind Wife

0Seeing that Qiao An's expression was not right, Aunt Faang thought that she was angry. She quickly comforted, "Madam, don't take it to heart. Although our devil king has a bad temper, he is still a good person. Otherwise, I would not dare to joke with him, right? "    

    

Qiao An smiled," It's alright, Aunt Faang. "    

    

After the label of ignorance and sloppiness, Qiao An added the label of a devil with a weird temper to Huo Chengzhou.    

    

In conclusion, men were not to be trifled with.    

    

After all, it was an unfamiliar environment. Qiao An did not sleep well. It was not easy for her to fall asleep, but she was suddenly woken up by a series of intense gunshots.    

    

"Ah!" Qiao An exclaimed and sat up from the bed. When she raised her hand to turn on the lamp, she accidentally touched the glass cup. Then there was the sound of glass falling to the ground. It was especially clear in the quiet night.    

    

Qiao An reacted for a full five seconds before she realized that she was not overseas. Guns were not allowed to be held privately, and there would not be any gunshots.    

    

She listened carefully again and realized that the sound came from next door, which meant that the man was playing a game.    

    

She touched the watch on her wrist. It was 2: 45 PM, so it could be considered late at night.    

    

She sat on the bed and listened to the clear sound of the game coming from the next room. Qiao An began to feel regret in her heart.    

    

She checked the things that her biological parents had left her from the Qiao family. There were only a few small clothes and a "An" was embroidered on the collar of the clothes.    

    

This was probably the reason why the Qiao family gave her the name Qiao An.    

    

It was just that she did not know whether the "An" word was her name or her surname.    

    

Two ordinary clothes in exchange for a somewhat absurd marriage. For a moment, she did not know how the following days would go.    

    

Aunt Faang was probably right. Huo Chengzhou was a good person, but his good was probably only for the servants.    

    

He dropped out of school at the age of 16 and lived a life of boredom at the age of 26. If it wasn't for the fact that his legs were sick, he might have been infected by other bad habits.    

    

No matter how she looked at it, he was not the other half of her imagination, and they were very far away from each other.    

    

In just a few short days, she had been designed to lose her virginity. The most precious first night, she didn't even know who the other party was! And now, she had inexplicably married a man!    

    

Being in an unfamiliar environment and late at night, the originally fragile and sensitive emotions were magnified endlessly at this moment. Qiao An could not help but have a sour nose and hot eyes. Tears flowed down without any warning.    

    

Huo Chengzhou, who was next door, had clearly heard the exclamation from Qiao An's room and the sound of glass falling. He thought that with her character, she would run over to question him very soon.    

    

However, there was no movement.    

    

Huo Chengzhou felt a little itchy in his heart for no reason. In the end, curiosity overcame reason. He walked out of the game room in a wheelchair and came to Qiao An's door with the help of the lamp in the corridor.    

    

At that moment, it was silent. Huo Chengzhou, who wanted to knock on the door, heard a suppressed cry in the room.    

    

Huo Chengzhou stopped knocking. He felt strange and unhappy.    

    

What were you crying for?    

    

What did he do to her?    

    

He didn't force her to sleep in one room. He even tolerated the fact that she wasn't willing to marry him and had an ex-boyfriend. He even agreed to work in musical instrument store.    

    

What else did she want?    

    

Annoyed, Huo Chengzhou turned around and left. When he returned to the game room, he even slammed the door, shaking the heavens and earth.    

    

The sound of the wheelchair turning was especially clear in the dark night. Adding the sound of the door falling, it was hard for Qiao An not to notice.    

    

This time, the grievance in Qiao An's heart became more and more exuberant.    

    

She should not have chosen to marry because of her emotions and was touched by a man for a moment. It seemed that living under the same roof was a form of torture for two people who did not get along well with each other.    

    

In the game room, the man opened another game.    

    

In the guest bedroom, Qiao An was still crying on the bed...