Capítulo 41: Long Mansion Part 7
Yi Qin felt stifled.
What the heck was wrong with Long Tian? Did he not feel any disgust calling such an ugly mummy his wife?
Even if his father had forced him to marry the girl, he shouldn't be so serious about her, right?
"Tian Tian, as your mother, I only want the best for you. What's wrong with me wanting my son to marry a beautiful and presentable woman? Is it wrong for me to feel dissatisfied with the choice you and your father forced on me? You knew...you knew how much I was looking forward to my only son's marriage. You knew how extravagantly I wanted to marry your bride in. But in the end, what did I get? A simple marriage certificate that was signed without my presence!"
The more she spoke, the more wronged Yi Qin felt. In the end, she couldn't control her emotions and broke down into tears.
Long Yuwen anxiously hurried to her mother's side and held her shoulders, her own eyes filling with tears as she thought of her own shattered dream. Her only brother had gotten married in such a fashion where she couldn't even invite her friends.
And the person he'd married was an ugly cripple whom she couldn't speak with anyone else.
"Brother, you're really wrong this time. Did you think about mom's feelings when you signed those certificates? Did you think about me? No! You didn't think about anyone and just followed Dad's command. You weren't the obeying type so how did you turn out like this?" She cried tearfully.
Long Tian felt a headache coming on. His marriage concerned his entire life. He wasn't brain dead to marry under the command of his father alone.
With his status and wealth, he wasn't short of beautiful women throwing themselves in his arms. In fact, they were so prevalent that when he first bumped into his wife, he'd mistaken her as another gold digger.
So if he wanted a beautiful woman, he wouldn't have waited so long to find one. But it wasn't beautiful that women he wanted.
What he wanted was a loyal life partner he could trust and have faith in. One who wouldn't approach him because of his background as the Great Commander's son.
He willingly signed the marriage certificate because he admired Li Qing Yue. The girl had bravely rushed forward to save the life of a kid. And she'd almost lost her life in the act.
Such a brave and selfless girl, he was certain that he wouldn't find another.
Therefore, he immediately signed the contract when it was passed over to him.
But his mother and sister...
"Mother, I'm sorry you didn't see me sign the certificate. How about this? After Yue'er fully recovers, we'll hold a wedding and a wedding reception. You can invite all your friends and do everything you wanted to do, okay?"
Yi Qin and Long Yuwen froze. The four women in the hall widened their eyes in disbelief.
A wedding? Wedding reception? With who, the ugly cripple?
Their gaze simultaneously shifted to the silent Qing Yue and an intense urge to strangle her to death surged in their hearts.
"Brother, are you joking with us?" That's the only reason Long Yuwen could think of. Otherwise, why else would her brother propose such an idea?
They had put on this entire drama to force Long Tian and make him promise to divorce Li Qing Yue. If he held a wedding and wedding reception instead, then hadn't they just benefited the ugly cripple?
Long Tian frowned and looked at his mother and sister.
He'd already relented by agreeing to let them hold a wedding and a wedding reception. Even though he hated crowds and loud noises, for their happiness, he was willing to put himself through the ordeal.
But were they still not satisfied?
"Why would I be joking? Since you and mother want to celebrate my marriage extravagantly, I'll relent this time. You can invite your friends and fulfill your dream of marrying my bride in."
Her brother wasn't joking? Then he seriously planned to hold an extravagant wedding for this ugly cripple?
"W...with her?" Long Yuwen desperately hoped not.
Unfortunately, she was bound to be disappointed.
"If not?" Long Tian narrowed his eyes.
If not his wife, then who else did they expect him to hold a wedding with?
Long Yuwen's heart crushed.
Her brother was really going to marry an ugly cripple in front of the entire LiLong Country. The blow was too much for her to bear. She threw herself in her mother's arms and wailed.
"Mother, I don't want to live anymore! I don't want to live! Rather than suffer such humiliation, it's better for me to die. How can I accept an ugly cripple as my sister-in-law before the entire LiLong Country?"
"Brother Tian, I know you're a good man, but accepting her as your wife? Don't you think you're ruining your life?"
"That's correct. If you pity her, you can keep her in some corner of the mansion. After all, the Long Mansion is huge and won't be short of a small space to house a cripple. But to marry her in front of the entire Country? That's just..."
"Housing her in a corner of the mansion isn't a bad idea. Many guests frequent the mansion. If they see Sister Li, they'll make all sorts of...unpleasant comments. Sister Li will also not feel good after hearing such remarks. But if she stays inconspicuous, then those people won't see her and will not get the chance to mock her." Yi Man smiled gently.
Unlike the rest, she was the only that actually referred to Qing Yue as sister Li.
Long Tian's protective stance alarmed her, causing her to change tactics to achieve her goal.
Just once...if Long Tian agreed to her suggestion just once, then she'll make sure the ugly cripple never appears before him again. Her face will become nothing but a distant memory in his mind, while she slowly torments and shows the ugly goblin her place.
Qing Yue felt her skin crawl. It was as if a venomous viper was staring at her, waiting for a chance to strike.
She swept her gaze around the room, but aside from the wailing Long Yuwen, despondent Yi Qin, and four jealous women, she couldn't spot anything out of place.
Was it just her, or were these women more than they appeared?
Her heart pounding loudly in her ears, she unconsciously stretched out her hand to grab her husband's.
Long Tian was frowning in displeasure when he felt his wife's hand slip into his. He turned to look at her and almost cursed.
"Yue'er, why are you sweating? Are you in pain?"
Da**! These annoying women had distracted him from looking after his wife.
"Heh...if you marry a sickly woman, what else can you expect? She must be feeling tired already. Aunt Jun, call a servant to carry the Young Madam Long to her room." Yi Qin wiped her tears and straightened her posture.
She had broken down in tears to force him to change his mind about the cripple. But since it didn't work, there was no point in keeping up the act.
A female middle-aged woman came in with a male servant obediently following behind her.
"Wu Ji, take Young Madam Long to her room for rest." She sneered.
"Yes, Madam Long." The male servant bowed and walked towards Qing Yue.
But before he could touch her, Long Tian raised his hand and stopped him in his tracks.
"No need. Yue'er is my wife, so I won't bother you, Wu Ji."
"Y...Long Tian, I called Wu Ji to help your wife to her room for rest. I have no other intentions. Even if I don't like her, I won't do anything to smear the Long Family's reputation." Yi Qin thought her son suspected her intentions in calling Wu Ji and explained herself.
But at the same time, she couldn't help feeling disappointed in him.
The woman he brought home was already ugly and crippled, and yet, her son treated her like she was some kind of a fairy.
Hmph! As if any man would be interested in such an ugly crow.
Long Tian didn't say anything and bent to pick up his wife. After securing her in his arms, he turned to his mother with an expressionless face.
"Mother, I didn't mean anything by my words. It's only...Yue'er is my wife. My wife, my responsibility, right?"
The room fell silent and a strange tension permeated the air.
The six women's eyes flickered with various emotions, seemingly wanting to refute his claim but failing to find the right words to do so.
Before they could say anything else, Long Tian turned and headed to the sprawling stairs.
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