"Listen carefully, Sang Wan. You are the daughter of the Sang family. Tonight, you have to get married instead of your sister. If you don't, you'll know the consequences."  

"From now on, the Sang family doesn't have any daughter named Sang Wan. You are Sang Wang, my eldest daughter." 

Standing alone in the middle of a huge bedroom, Sang Wan trembled with fear and trepidation. Behind her was a noble-looking, blue leather sofa, but she didn't dare to sit down. This room was luxurious and lavish to the extreme.

Every detail here spoke of elegance and aristocracy of the nobility. Clearly, the owner of this room was a person with high requirements for the quality of life. 

But herself as the new bride wasn't one of those "high quality" stuff. 

Her quivering hand touched the lace veil covering most of her face. After making her round showing up at the wedding banquet, she was already exhausted. 

She'd been so afraid that people would recognize her, a fake bride!

"I just need to lie on the bed with my brother-in-law.  Just lie on the bed." Sang Wan took in a deep breath and repeated her father's instructions when she left the house. 

But with zero sexual knowledge, she had no idea what she should do after lying on the bed with him. 

It was the first time Sang Wan put on such a pair of expensive high heels, which had rubbed her feet red and swollen. Gingerly, she perched on the edge of the leather sofa and carefully took off the beautiful heels. The dark colored carpet set off her porcelain, smooth feet, making them look more captivating. 

Perhaps it was because she was too nervous and tired, her big eyes, which were as big and round like those of a kitten, gradually closed... 

The little bride in her pure white wedding dress collapsed on the sofa with her eyes closed. Her posture was so disturbed that she would likely fall off at any time. She looked so small when she took off her high heels, her body curling up into a ball, her cute, creamy small feet almost blending with the color of her wedding dress.  

She looked like a pure, flawless offering prepared for him. 

It was what Gu Qiyan saw when he pushed the bedroom door open. 

The crowd of clown guests downstairs had all dispersed. Even when he had stunned everybody by marrying the woman whose face was destroyed in a car accident, no one dared to give a comment about his affairs. 

His hardhearted, thin lips pressed together when Gu Qiyan untied his bow tie and threw it on the ground, his beautiful eyebrows knitted together. At the moment he unbuttoned his high-ranking military officer uniform with his well-defined hands, it seemed he had just opened a valve that released his sexy, pressuring hormones. 

Becoming Mrs. Gu was the dream of all women. 

How could this little girl doze off in his wedding room like this?

Gu Qiyan's cold eyes locked on the reckless, petite woman. Then, he snorted, closed the door then turned on the light. 

The dazzling light immediately woke Sang Wan up. Rubbing her eyes, she muttered something softly only to be startled by the imposing figure appearing in front of her all of a sudden. 

The expressionless man had already taken off his tuxedo jacket. The white shirt underneath didn't diminish his handsomeness at all, but added a touch of coldness to him. 

Sang Wan jolted up like a student getting caught dozing off in a Mathematics class. 

The moment she had a clear look of Gu Qiyan's face, she was stunned.  Staring at his facial features, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him, and she couldn't find the right word to describe his beauty. 

Although she had seen Gu Qiyan several times from a distance, he was now more lethal at close range. 

The corners of Gu Qiyan's mouth rose into a distant smile. He had been accustomed to such a response. Obviously, she wasn't the only person who had this stupid reaction. 

Sitting indifferently on the sofa, Gu Qiyan glanced at the little girl who seemed to lose her ability to speak.

His thin lips parted slightly as he frowned, his voice growing impatient, "Come here."

There was only one thing in Sang Wan's head now. 

She had to lie with him, but how would she do that?!

Being in a trance, she stepped on the hem of her dreamy wedding dress and stumbled! Then, she fell directly on the icy-cold-faced man...

The disgraceful Sang Wan thought fearlessly to herself, "My brother-in-law looks cold but his body is quite warm!" 

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