Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

Chapter 533 - 533: Huo Xiting Is Here!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation   Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The surroundings were silent for a moment.

Everyone’s expression froze. Ye Beisheng was married? Wait a minute, if Ye Beisheng was already married, so why did he still want her to marry Young Master Zhuo?

Ye Beisheng clicked her tongue. “Ye Anyao, you were the one who suggested marrying me to Young Master Zhuo, right?”

The Ye family members ‘expressions changed.

At this moment, seeing the expressions of the Ye family, everyone understood that Ye Beisheng was right. It was Ye Anyao who suggested it.

Although they were relatives and friends of the Ye family, they had to admit…

Ye Anyao had stolen her identity as the eldest daughter, her family, and even her fiancé. Now, she wanted to kill Ye Beisheng and marry her to Zhuo He, squeezing out the last bit of benefits?

This was too…

Ye Anyao felt the intense dissatisfaction in everyone’s eyes. Her face turned ugly and cold sweat dripped down her forehead. “l…. I j

She took a deep breath and two drops of tears fell. “l just feel that you might not be happy. In the past… In the past, you were Brother Yanlings fiancée and enjoyed glory and wealth but now, you’re only married to a little security guard. How can I bear to…”

Yang Wei said that on the day Yan Ling broke off the engagement, Ye Beisheng had casually married herself off.

She married a man who didn’t have a car. Later, she heard that he was just a security guard. Ye Anyao couldn’t help but feel proud. Ye Beisheng could only marry the security guard or Zhuo He in this life.

She was Huo Yanlings wife, the future Mrs. Huo.

Even if it was a branch, it was still superior.

What right did Ye Beisheng have to compete with her?

At the thought of this, she could not help but smile, but her face was still soft and weak. “Sister, 1 just want to give you a better life. Huuuu… How can you misunderstand me? l…

Only then did everyone’s expressions become better.

“So it’s because Anyo wanted her sister to be happy.”

“Because Ye Beisheng was originally the one who was going to marry Young

Master Huo, Anyao felt guilty, so she tried her best to make Ye Beishen marry better…

“Ye Beisheng thought too badly of An Yao.”

Ye Anyao smiled gently. “Sister, If you don’t want to marry, l… I can’t say anything, but you have to give the Zhuo family an explanation…”

“You don’t want to marry? You dare not marry?!” Old Madam Ye sneered. “Ye Beisheng, Anyao is doing this for your own good, and so are we! Don’t always think that we’re harming you! What’s so good about marrying a poor person? It’s your honor that Young Master Zhuo likes you so much!”

Ye Anyao nodded. “That’s right, Sister. You and Brother Yanling will never be together. Don’t you like power? Young Master Zhuo has power and influence. Aren’t you happy?

Ye Beisheng was still as stubborn as ever, which infuriated the three Zhuo Family members.

“Ye Beisheng, listen up. Hurry up and get a divorce! Otherwise, our Zhuo family will not let you off!”

Old Madam Ye was furious. “Ye Beisheng! Get a divorce, do you hear me! Divorce! How can you marry behind our backs? Divorce!”

Ye Beishen slowly said, “1 like power, huh?”

Everyone’s breath trembled. “That’s right,” she said. “l do like power.” The Zhuo family members smiled in satisfaction.

Zhuo He was almost drooling. “Beauty… Serve me well. I’ll satisfy you with whatever power you want…”

Mrs. Zuo nodded. “That’s right. You don’t have to do anything after we get married. You just have to serve my son.”

Zhuo He gulped. “Beauty, as long as you listen to me and do as I say, then… Then, you can’t have any contact with other men, including that third brother of yours. You have to cut off all ties!”

“Yes, you’re married to my son. You can’t wear a dress when you go out. You can’t expose any of your skin. Otherwise, it’ll be disloyal to my son! You’d better not go out too much. Just think about how to make my son happy every day!”

The Zhuo family threw out one request after another, and Ye Beishengs smile grew wider.

“As long as you listen to me and satisfy my requests, I can give you any power you want.” Zhuo He finally said the last sentence in a disgusting voice.

“Young Master Zhuo has many requests.”

A faint male voice came from outside the door, interrupting Zhuo He’s words.

His voice was cold and carried a hint of danger, which was engraved into everyone’s hearts.

He walked over step by step, his voice as elegant and deep as a cello.

“Even I don’t dare to ask so much of Mrs. Huo. Young Master Zhuo, you really don’t know what’s good for you..”