Since Ling Mother had already made a decision between her son and daughter, she wouldn't hesitate any longer.
She contacted Made and negotiated the terms.
Ling Mother was not stingy and offered five hundred thousand US Dollars as a dowry for her daughter. All of this was hidden from Ling Xiaoling, who knew nothing about it.
She only wondered why her brother and mother had been so much quieter these days, giving her some peace.
Little did she know, a storm was quietly approaching.
Wednesday was the day Ling Mother and Made agreed for Xiaoling to be married off.
She drugged Xiaoling's meal, and after Xiaoling ate, she slept groggily.
Ling Mother personally dressed Xiaoling up, with a complex expression. "I'm sorry, my dear. If you want to hate me when you wake up, then hate me."
Half a day later, Xiaoling woke up in a completely unfamiliar house.
Around her, there were none of the familiar arrangements, none of her relatives.
