Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

Although she didn’t quite understand what Lu Zhao meant, she could feel that Lu Zhao seemed to be able to distinguish between her past and her current self.

“Then why did you forgive what happened before?” Luo Ying asked curiously.

“I’m not forgiving you. I just don’t care. I don’t care about your past, but your future. So, I hope you will never leave me.”

There was a faint sense of fragility in the man’s eyes, and this fragility made it difficult for Luo Ying to meet his eyes.

She had never seen Lu Zhao like this.

Luo Ying’s heart ached as she massaged the man’s furrowed brow. “Don’t be sad. I’m here with you, aren’t I? I won’t leave you again.”

When Luo Ying smiled, Lu Zhao nodded and smiled.

After all that had happened, Lu Zhao felt that he and Luo Ying had gained a better understanding of each other.

“I have someplace to show you.” Lu Zhao took Luo Ying’s hand and walked out of the door.

Cheng Li was already waiting at the door. He respectfully opened the car door and let the two of them in.

“Where are we going?” Luo Ying was a little curious. It was so late, and all the entertainment facilities were probably closed.

Lu Zhao took out a black lace ribbon from the car, inlaid with pearls and diamonds.

He reached out and tied the ribbon around Luo Ying’s eyes.

“Why are you being so mysterious?” Luo Ying said with a smile, but she still let the man put the black lace around her eyes.

“I have a surprise for you,” Lu Zhao said with a smile.

Luo Ying reached out and took Lu Zhao’s hand, leaning her head on the man’s body.

The car was driving very fast. Luo Ying felt that she was going up. It was as if the car was climbing a mountain.

It seemed to be a winding mountain road.

The centrifugal forces of the sharp corners jerked Luo Ying’s limbs around. Luo Ying smiled and hugged Lu Zhao’s waist.

“Where are you taking me?” The woman’s soft voice made Lu Zhao’s evil fire burn.

However, he couldn’t do such a thing. Today, he wanted to take her to relax for a day, and there were many things he wanted to clear up with her.

The car finally stopped. Luo Ying felt herself being picked up. She climbed onto Lu Zhao’s neck and buried herself in his arms.

They seemed to have arrived at the top of a mountain. The wind was whistling.

From the whistling wind, Luo Ying took in the sweet fragrance of roses.

Luo Ying curiously reached for the fabric around her eyes, but she didn’t pull it off.

“Be good. Just a bit longer.” Lu Zhao coaxed Luo Ying in a low voice and touched her head.

Luo Ying was led by Lu Zhao into a hall-like place.

She heard the violin playing her favorite song, and the faint scent of roses lingered at the tip of her nose.

Lu Zhao walked behind Luo Ying and pulled off the lace.

The scene in the hall was displayed in front of Luo Ying.

This was a very romantic restaurant. Everything had been decorated with roses. In the middle of the hall, a violinist in a gorgeous long dress was playing the violin.

This should be the one and only mountaintop restaurant in the city. Usually, many people would be trying to make reservations, and the waiting list stretched for months.

How did Lu Zhao manage to get them a place on this night?

“Have you been planning this for a long time?” Luo Ying asked with some doubt.

“As long as it’s something you like, I’ll prepare it seriously.” Lu Zhao avoided the question and looked at her affectionately. “Do you like it?”

Luo Ying nodded. “I like it very much.”

“I am honored to bring you pleasure,” Lu Zhao said.

Luo Ying wondered why Lu Zhao’s expression was so unnatural when he said these sweet words.

She looked at Cheng Li, who was standing in a corner. Cheng Li’s eyes were a little listless, and he seemed to be a little sheepish.

Cheng Li must have prepared a script for him.

Luo Ying lowered her head and smiled. Lu Zhao, who always hated corny words, actually learned these words from Cheng Li just for her sake. He was really too cute.

Luo Ying reached out and interlocked her fingers with Lu Zhao’s. She stood on her tiptoes and gently planted a kiss on Lu Zhao’s face.

Lu Zhao’s face turned red.

This kiss was different from the previous ones. It was a pure kiss that carried

no desire.

Even if it was just the light touch of lips and cheeks, it was enough to make his heart flutter.

He felt like a schoolboy experiencing love for the first time in his life..