My Mysterious Husband

“You…” Mr. Zhong sighed, “Young man, that’s life. Even if you feel bad, you can’t toss your body like this. Your parents will be sad if they know so.”

Kerry Ye smiled and said in a hoarse voice, “They died long ago.”

Mr. Zhong was startled, and he didn’t know how to comfort him, so he went into the kitchen to cook.

At around eight o’clock, Tianye Mu finally called. Kerry gazed at the screen for a while, and took a deep breath before answering it.

“Hello?”

Tianye hesitated for a few seconds, “Kerry?”

“Of course it’s me.”

“What happened to your throat? It doesn’t sound good.”

Kerry rubbed his brow, “I didn’t sleep last night. How’s the result?”

Tianye seemed to deliberately make him anxious, so he spoke after a while, “It’s not Venus Mu.”

Kerry instantly felt relived and spoke in a relaxed tone, “Okay, I see.”

They hung up the phone without saying too much.

Even though he hadn’t slept all night, Kerry was lit up by this result.

When he left Mr. Zhong’s house, Henry took out 2,000 yuan to pay for their lodging and food, which annoyed Mr. Zhong.

won’t take it.” He said. “Sir,

don’t need the money.” Mr. Zhong said seriously.

whether he should

that you have come to stay with us. We don’t need the money. If you insist, he will be pissed off.”

go and help them pack up their

When Henry heard this, he put the money in his pocket.

the haggard Kerry, comforting him, “Young man, do you ever hear this? If there’s no news, that’s good news. Take it easy, she will be blessed by God.”

last night. It’s delicious.” Kerry said. Although he ate little, it tasted

old lady was happy to hear this, “You’re indeed a good boy. Thank you.”

beside her. Old ladies still

In the morning, Kerry continued their way.

were a little stagnant. Her beautiful eyes covered with a thin layer of mist,

the food on the stone table in the

turned her head to look at her, dumbfounded.

to her and grabbed her arm, “When I say it’s time to eat, don’t you understand? Yes, you are a blind fool, so how can

sat her down on the stool, scooping up some porridge

opened her

served anyone like this before. If it weren’t for the fact that you can still be sold for a few bucks, I wouldn’t bother with you.” As she fed her, she

It was almost finished and a small middle-aged man with a nasty look came, who couldn’t take his eyes from the girl. He grinned, “Is there

the pot. Do it yourself.” The middle-aged woman said in a huff.

to her, but I’m your man.” The

can earn this much, no, just 30, 000, I’ll treat

sitting across from them while staring at the girl, “The girl was fished out of the river by the two of us, and

fine. Today Gawa will bring the money to us and you’ll have 1,000. But remember, don’t say anything wrong.” The middle-aged woman warned him.

want to keep her, so they asked me to find her a husband. I know what I should say.”

“Good.”

blind girl was