The Rich Daughter Is A Mob Character, But She's Not Keeping In Line

"Qingqing, I hope you will reconsider. As long as you marry her, I will take out a portion of the two million yuan betrothal gift to treat your adoptive mother's illness. Otherwise, you also understand that your adoptive mother's illness can not be sustained without taking those imported drugs..."

Bei Qingqing was listening to these words. It sounded gentle, and there was some concern in her tone. In fact, she was using Bei Qingqing's adoptive mother as a threat to push her into the fire pit.

She had to marry Chen Jiazhi, who had been in a coma for many years!

There was only one ending for a marriage like that -- to be a widow.

There was no other way... Bei Qingqing needed money to buy those expensive medicines to maintain her foster mother's condition.

"I... I'll marry..." Bei Qingqing clenched her fists and answered with a trembling voice.

Her pair of clear and bright eyes were filled with tears. She looked very pitiful.

Unfortunately, her biological mother ignored her. Instead, she smiled happily and patted Bei Qingqing's hand. "Good, that's good. Don't worry. The Chen Family has the same status as us. If you marry them, there will be benefits."

The corners of Sun Hongmei's mouth twitched. She twisted her willow-like waist and went to the living room to greet the Chen Family's butler.

"Alright, Butler Zhang. Then I'll have to trouble you to bring my daughter back." Sun Hongmei wore a lot of jewels and was full of pride.

Bei Qingqing followed behind Sun Hongmei, lowering his head and not saying a word.

Butler Zhang bowed respectfully and said, "What are you saying, Madam? It's no trouble at all. We didn't give the Eldest Miss a grand wedding, and all we're doing is sending her over to stay. Our Chen Family should be doing more for you. So, please, it's no trouble at all."

Bei Qingqing raised her head and looked at the butler. He was decent and his words were watertight. She could not help but feel a little curious. If this butler of the Chen Family was so powerful, then what would the master of the Chen Family look like?

The black limousine drove steadily on the road and stopped at the villa in the center of the city.

Bei Qingqing followed Butler Zhang's recommendation and came to the living room of the Chen Family's villa.

"The smell of Chinese medicine is so strong." As soon as Bei Qingqing entered, she could clearly smell the strong scent of herbs. It was as if she had entered a Chinese medicine store.

The butler smiled and explained, "The Eldest Young Master has been unconscious and the Old Master has been sending people to use Chinese medicine to treat him, so the villa will naturally have this smell. Do you mind?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind. After all, I married here to take care of Chen Jiazhi. Why would I mind?" Bei Qingqing pursed her lips and quickly waved her hand. She was very clear about her position.

"That's good. Since the First Lady says so, I'll also explain further about how to take care of the Eldest Young Master," Butler Zhang explained while leading the way.

"First, the Eldest Young Master needs a wipe on his body with Chinese medicine, and to soak his feet every morning and night. The Chinese medicine that is brewed is next door to your bedroom. It's very convenient."

"Second, you need to take the Young Master for a walk in the sun regularly to observe his condition. You need to report to the doctor every once in a while."

"Okay, I'll take note of all this." Bei Qingqing nodded seriously.

"Alright, First Lady, this is the Young Master's room. It's getting late, you should rest first. Let me know if there's anything you need." Butler Zhang nodded and left.

Bei Qingqing was left alone in front of the door. After some hesitation, she pushed open the bedroom door.

The room was black and gray, and there was not much light.

Bei Qingqing fumbled for the light switch. When she turned it on, she saw the man lying on the bed. Her curiosity was piqued. She stood in front of the window and scrutinized Chen Jiazhi. The man had his eyes closed. His eyelashes were long and slender, and his features were clear and sharp.

His facial features were exquisite. Perhaps it was because he had been in a coma for a long time, but his skin was a little cold and white. He looked like a work of art carved by the Heavens.

"Chen Jiazhi..." Bei Qingqing muttered her husband's name and then sighed.

It seemed that the Heavens had not been kind to let such a handsome man sleep forever. Bei Qingqing remembered the butler's instructions and went to the Chinese medicine room to prepare the required medicine. Then, she wiped Chen Jiazhi's body.

"If you had not fainted, perhaps someone else would have married you, and not me."

Bei Qingqing unbuttoned Chen Jiazhi's shirt, revealing his strong chest and the slightly thin lines of his muscles. It made her feel a little shy. She could not help but sigh at the joke of fate. If Chen Jiazhi had not been in an accident and become a vegetable, her family would not have asked her to marry him. She had married Chen Jiazhi in her sister's place. It was a substitute marriage for the sake of her sister's happiness.

In fact, Bei Qingqing had never understood. When she was young, she had been separated from her parents. When she returned home at the age of 18, she should have been doted on by her parents.

However, for some unknown reason, after she was lost, her parents went to a welfare institute to adopt another daughter. Now, it seemed that the Bei Family actually loved their adopted daughter even more, and they made it difficult for Bei Qingqing.

Even as a biological daughter, Bei Qingqing could not compare to Bei Bei, who was just an adopted daughter. In the end, Bei Qingqing had to marry into the Chen Family for the medical expenses of her adoptive mother...

Bei Qingqing could not understand it, so she simply did not dwell on those unhappy things. She focused on taking care of Chen Jiazhi and finished the tasks that the butler had instructed her to do. She was already physically and mentally exhausted. After washing up briefly, she lay on the other side of the bed, her eyelids gradually grew heavier.

She did not know how long she had slept. In her daze, she suddenly felt a chill on her face -- it was as if someone was touching her!

Who was it?!

Bei Qingqing instantly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she actually saw another man sitting by the bed!