My Father Wants to Kill MeCh5 - 19-22 (END)

19.

I secretly looked for a new pharmacy without telling anyone. When I met the lady owner on the street by chance, she looked at me with resentful eyes, as if saying letting down her good intentions was a big mistake on my part. I suddenly felt uncomfortable. According to common sense, if you could avoid trouble, then avoid it. I deliberately went around her, but for some reason, she headed straight toward me. rF0kE4

“Why did you reject me? Do you hate me?”

Hate her? Of course not. But why? I couldn’t answer that.

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Seeing I was lost for words, the lady owner suddenly opened her eyes wide.

“Could it be that you already have someone you like?” Z6qjb

“How could that be, I have never…” Young Master’s face flashed through my mind, then, I realized I couldn’t finish the words that were already on the tip of my tongue.

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Oh whatever, let’s go back first. I want to go back.

21.

Recently, Young Master was very sensitive. If I came back a little late, he would get suspicious. If I was a little weak in bed, he would get suspicious. I usually had to wrestle with him until midnight to erase those suspicions. Honestly, it was a little tiring. I originally thought I would need some time to think clearly about our relationship. However, after one week of intensive nightly dual singing, I had to skip this introspection step. I felt that thinking clearly or not was not important, what important was my body’s health.

When I told Young Master I wanted to marry him, he was stunned for a long time. Then, he flew back to his room and closed the door for over 2 hours. When he came back out, his eyes were swollen like two peaches, in his hands was a stack of red paper.

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No parents. No feast. No wedding garments. Young Master used a scissor to cut the big red word 囍 and stuck it on the wall. His hands trembled as they pulled me to kneel down, my heart suddenly felt sour. Together, we bowed to heaven and earth.

“From now on, you are my husband, and I am also yours. We will support each other for the rest of our lives.”

Young Master looked at me with a serious look in his eyes. I rubbed his head.

“No, I think you should just keep being a young master. Plus, I like you calling me gege better.” XSWKq7

Young Master rushed into my arms, held my waist tightly, and sobbed. At that moment, everything in the world became more beautiful in my eyes. In this life, only wish to hold your hands, to grow old together ’til our hair turns gray.

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