My beloved wife novel Chapter 9

Wendy went shopping with Rita and bought her some clothes. Aaron showed up at dusk on time to pick Rita up for dinner.

He rolled down the window, and saw Rita standing on the side of the road in the crowd. She was wearing a red dress with nipped waists, which perfectly covered the wounds on her knees. She looked more elegant and aloof in the high-heeled shoes, making people feel difficult to get close to her.

He beckoned her to get in the car.

Rita got on the car and closed the door. She said with cool and beautiful eyes, "Wendy said that she would leave alone first."

"Okay. We are going for the dinner. You will meet my parents and some other people." He drove to the hotel, intending to tell her the complex relationship about the Leng family, but Rita did not seem to be interested.

"What? In bad mood? Women always feel good after they go shopping." Aaron glanced at her. She looked worse than she did in the morning.

"No, I have always been like this."

Rita grabbed her skirt with both hands, feeling restless. All these happened too fast. She only met Aaron for just a few times. If counting in today, they had just met for four or five times. It was unbelievable for her to marry a man who she had only met a few times. And this man embraced tens of millions of dollars, handsome as well. He was the dream lover of countless girls. He was like a mystery.

"All the members of the Leng family will attend the dinner tonight, including my so-called elder brother, Scott. You might not know well about the relationship of our family. Just stay with me later. Don't talk nonsense."

After hearing the suggestions, Rita nodded tamely. "Okay, I got it."

"My father is a strange person. If he treat you kindly, you don't have to be surprised." With one hand on the steering wheel, Aaron touched his lips with the other hand and gave a meaningful smile.

Why would his father treat her kindly? Rita could not understand.

She turned her head to look at Aaron whose face was not wearing any expression.

"Here we are."

Looking up, Rita found that the top seven-star luxury hotel was like a castle, extravagant and fantastic. While walking on a cashmere carpet, she felt like just walking on a soft cloud.

Aaron opened the car door for her in person. Rita held Aaron's arm and said in a polite but detached tone, "Thank you."

He looked back at her and felt that she was very different now. Was it because she was injured?