Escaped wife of a Tyrant CEO - Chapter 117

Nuonuo burst into tears. When she was pressed on the stool to face the camera, she exhausted the greatest evil in her to make an ugly expression.

Qiu Li sneered, “I almost forgot, this photo will be for life. So it’s still better to remove the makeup for the lady.”

The makeup artist came quickly, “Mr. Qiu, do you need me to apply her makeup?”

He looked at her small, pure and innocent face, but was angry, pink cheeks.

No, this was beautiful.

Nuonuo had lived in peace for a long time, and she almost forgot the identity of the man.

Even if he slackened some time ago, he was an overbearing man in the bones.

Qiu Li lifted her chin, “Nuonuo, I gave you a chance, but for so long, you still haven’t figured it out. Be a little bit less bitter. If it didn’t work, we would take one thousand photos and even ten thousand. How about sending photos of you to your classmates and teachers?”

Nuonuo coughed angrily, “You are mad!”

He rubbed her chin. Nuonuo was tied to a chair and couldn’t move.

He praised, “Really beautiful.”

Nuonuo cried, “I don’t want to marry you, I don’t like you, are you a masochist?”

Whether it was Qiu Li’s people or staff, they all bowed their heads.

Qiu Li’s face was a little cold, and his thin lips coldly spit out, “Of course I am not.” He touched her head, “But don’t arouse my sadism.”

Nuonuo shook.

When the cameraman came over, Qiu Li said, “Nuonuo, I hope you smile, otherwise you would be uncomfortable tonight.”

Nuonuo had never seen such a person. She had transmigrated into the book a long time ago, and almost everything had room for negotiation and reversal. Today, however, it seemed like she touched Qiu Li’s bottom line. Nuonuo didn’t understand how he knew about Grandpa Qiu, but his attitude tonight was too domineering. He didn’t allow her to resist at all.

Nuonuo knew she couldn’t run, and she knew that Qiu Li knew that she wanted to leave him. This was why he forced her to marry him now.

She had worked hard for the college entrance examination for more than half a year, every day and night, she was persistently studying.

Now the hope of being able to go to university was in front of her. She couldn’t give it up easily and would try to live.

If Qiu Li had forced her too early, she might’ve given up.

Only now did she understand the terrible power of Qiu Li.

He had long thought about it.

Nuonuo was terribly angry, but remembered his threat and the dark night outside. She worked hard for a long time.

Qiu Li put the hukou directly in the pocket of his suit, and Nuonuo didn’t even look at it.

(Hukou: A household book that records and retains basic information of the house. Provide fast services for public life, group production, social services, government administration.)

She was tied to a chair, and the staff said, “I wish Mr. Qiu a happy wedding.”

Qiu Li was indeed very happy, and his shots were also generous.

Nuonuo bit her lip and her big eyes were wet, “You can rest assured. You can bless him again next time when Mr. Qiu gets married.”

Qiu Li froze.

Nuonuo was mad at him.

But her hands were still tied.

She wanted to stab him at this time. 

She was so angry. She didn’t want to kill herself. He didn’t die, so why would she die?

When they returned to the villa, the servants greeted her in unison, “Mrs. Qiu.”

Nuonuo felt that the power of alcohol almost completely burned her.

Qiu Li’s room was originally decorated with cold tones. When Nuonuo was thrown in, there was rose carpet spread all over.

The sheet was replaced with a big red one, just like a newly wedded house.

Qiu Li turned the watch in his hand and smiled, “What expression do you have? Since we are married, do you still want to go back without sleeping with me?”

Nuonuo knew it was useless to scold him. She was really stunned. It was so sudden that she even had the illusion that she had drunk too much and was in an absurd dream.

She thought to herself that it was useless to get married and to divorce.

And she was not Song Nuonuo herself. It was just a certificate of relationship. As long as she didn’t take it seriously, then it was nothing but a paper.

Nuonuo blinked and with her wet said, “You hurt me so much when you tied it.”

He looked at her for a second, and then picked her up from the bed.

He embraced her and reached to open the tie of her hand.

Nuonuo thought, ‘If you undo it, I will kill you asshole.’

Qiu Li was halfway through and smiled. He bit her cheek.

Nuonuo endured.

At the moment when Nuonuo was about to move, Qiu Li suddenly imprisoned her wrist, and then tied her up again. He tied the other end to the head of the bed.

It took awhile for her to realize what he had done!

The bastard tied her directly to the bed.

“Qiu Li, what are you doing?”

“What did I do?” He looked down at her with his hand on her side, “I love you.”

He looked at her for a while and then said, “We will make up for our wedding in a few days.”

Have a ghost wedding!

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