Master Hong's Lucky Bride - Chapter 107

Cen Shuang covered her mouth and giggled like a shy kitten. She waved her hands, hugged his arm, and whispered, “You know, I’m married. I’m very happy. I like my husband very much.”

Zhuang Hong looked at her, shook his head and reached out to hold her head. His serious gaze fell on Cen Shuang’s face. “Do you really like your current husband very much?”

Cen Shuang blinked. After getting drunk, she was starting to see double. Her entire body seemed to be floating in mid-air. She could not control her movements as she looked at the dark pair of eyes before her. Cen Shuang burped and smiled. “Of course! I really like him. Although he was in a vegetative state before, for some reason, I felt a sense of security when I was beside him. That’s why I like him very much. This is a secret. You can’t tell him.”

Zhuang Hong rubbed Cen Shuang’s soft hair and looked her with a gentle expression. His heart was a mess. “Okay, I won’t tell him. This is our secret.”

When Zhuang Hong wanted to talk to Cen Shuang again, he saw that Cen Shuang was already asleep. He thought that he should not let her sleep without washing up. It would be uncomfortable for her to sleep like this. Thus, he carried her to the bathroom. Cen Shuang was half asleep, but she thought she caught a glimpse of Zhuang Hong walking.

When Cen Shuang woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. She was in a daze. It was the feeling of discomfort from the hangover. She frowned and got out of bed. She swayed and walked towards the bathroom. She could not remember how she came back and what happened after she came back. After washing up, Cen Shuang still could not remember what had happened last night. Her memories were scattered and incomplete. She had just come out of the bathroom when the bedroom door opened. A servant was pushing Zhuang Hong’s wheelchair in.

Zhuang Hong stayed in front of the door. His dark eyes were calm and cold. His gaze fell on Cen Shuang and became soft. “You’re awake!”

The servant behind him retreated after wheeling Zhuang Hong in. Cen Shuang stood by the bed and was stunned. She scratched her hair that had not been dried yet. She said a little embarrassedly, “I can’t hold my liquor. I didn’t cause you any trouble last night, did I?”

Cen Shuang suddenly thought of Zhuang Hong carrying her to the bathroom last night. His footsteps were steady, and he did not look like someone with leg problems at all. Looking at Zhuang Hong who was still in his wheelchair at the door, she asked suspiciously, “Your legs, are they okay?”