Master Hong's Lucky Bride

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhuang Hong frowned and realized that there was nothing he could do. He pulled his hand out of Cen Shuang’s grasp and gently lay back down on the bed. He placed his other hand on her forehead. The heat on her forehead had not dissipated, and her petite face was burning red.

Zhuang Hong said in a low voice, “You should rest well when you’re sick.” His voice was like a calming tune. The small woman next to him leaned into his embrace and slept peacefully.

‘When she woke up the next moming, her cold seemed to have mostly subsided. Cen Shuang opened her eyes and looked at the man lying in front of her. Her thoughts seemed to stir. She was afraid that last night had been the result of a fever dream. There was no way that she would have seen Zhuang

Hong open his eyes and apply medicine on her back, right?

Cen Shuang realized that the wound on her back did not seem to be that painful anymore. It probably scabbed over during the night. Unfortunately, the placement of the injury made it hard for her to examine it herself. She looked at the man on the bed and pictured the familiar, handsome face from

yesterday. She felt his gentle breathing by her ear. Cen Shuang’s face betrayed a hint of shyness. Then, she planted a kiss on Zhuang Hong’s face.

“Good morning, hubby!” This was the first time Cen Shuang called Zhuang Hong that. Although she knew that the person on the bed would not laugh at her, she still blushed and quickly turned her back to him. She pressed a hand over her heart. She then faced the French window to calm herself down.

Zhuang Hong heard the woman’s shy “Good moming” greeting. Before Zhuang Hong could open his eyes, he already felt his face soften. The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at the woman beside him. He saw the long, bright red scar on the woman’s back. The scar

stretched across her entire slender frame to her shoulders. The woman’s shoulders were supple and radiant. It was a fair and dazzling sight. Her back was clearly covered with scars. He should have thought it was extremely ugly, but it seemed to catch and hold Zhuang Hong’s attention.

Cen Shuang calmed herself down and turned to look at Zhuang Hong behind her. The man on the bed quickly closed his eyes the moment Cen Shuang turned around.

Cen Shuang furrowed her brows and walked to the wardrobe. Just like that, she grabbed some clothes and put them on. The moment the door to the bathroom closed, Zhuang Hong opened his eyes and looked at the crystal lamp above his head. He let out a sigh of relief. He had just woken up, and his body

was still weak. However, he was still young!

Cen Shuang had breakfast. Lan Yibai saw that she did not look well, so she asked around and found out that she had a cold. After making sure that Cen Shuang had taken some medicine, she told her to go back to her room and rest well.

Cen Shuang lay on the bed and said to Zhuang Hong, “Zhuang Hong, do you know that it’s your fault that I’m sick? I dreamt of you last night. Do I enter your dreams as well? What am I like in your dreams? Don’t dream that I’m ugly. I’m actually very beautiful. If you open your eyes now, you’ll definitely be

amazed by my beauty.”

Perhaps Cen Shuang’s sincerity had moved mountains, but as soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Hong, who had been lying on the bed for half a year, really opened his eyes.

The man’s dark, profound eyes were as deep as the ocean. There was a hint of blue in the dark, and his eyes glistened like dark pearls. He opened his eyes and looked at himself. There was not a hint of surprise in his calm eyes.

Zhuang Hong’s hoarse voice reverberated throughout the room. “You didn’t wash your face today!”

Cen Shuang was stunned for a second before she rolled down from the bed in shock. She stammered, “You’re awake!”

Zhuang Hong saw that she was in shock. She had nervously retreated to the balcony until her back was pressed up against the glass. She frowned in pain.

Cen Shuang raised her head to look at the man on the bed again. It was not a dream. Zhuang Hong was really awake. How could he be awake? How could he be awake?

Zhuang Hong’s voice was hoarse and deep. “Didn’t you say you were going to amaze me? Is this your way of amazing me?”

Zhuang Hong coughed lightly and subconsciously reached for the cup on the bedside table. Only then did he realize that the cup on the bedside table had long disappeared after he had been unconscious. Everything was how Cen Shuang liked it now.

Zhuang Hong rubbed the space between his brows and said, “Give me a cup of water.”

Cen Shuang came to her senses and realized that there was no water in the room. She said, “Tl go downstairs and get it for you.”

“calm down, Don’t let anyone else know that I’m awake. Call Doctor Boyan over,” Zhuang Hong told her calmly. Cen Shuang, who had always been disobedient, nodded obediently.

Zhuang Hong looked at the little girl’s stiff figure and could not help but smile. This girl had been nagging at his ear for a few months and had almost turned him into a lunatic. He really did not know where his mother had found such a noisy little girl.

Zhuang Hong muttered the name ‘Cen Shuang’ in a low voice and frowned slightly. He remembered that Lan Yibai had read the news to him. The Cen Corporation’s CEO had died in an accident, the Cen Corporation had gone bankrupt, and the family’s villa had been seized by the bank.

Cen Shuang called Boyan and suppressed her panic. She slowly returned to her room and stood at the door of the room. Cen Shuang stopped walking and gripped the tray she held tightly..