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

She loved him deeply, but he was completely devoted to Luo Ying.

Once Luo Ying was out of the picture, there would be no obstacles between them.

With her looks and abilities, she believed she could win his heart.

Lu Zhao felt uneasy under Liu Sheng’s intense gaze. He just wanted to tigure out a way to save Luo Ying and didn’t want to waste time with a stranger. “Who are you taking me to see? Let’s get going,” Lu Zhao’s voice was devoid of any emotion.

Liu Sheng regained her focus and shifted her gaze away from Lu Zhao.

“Drive,” she instructed the chauffeur.

After a while, the car slowly stopped in front of a villa.

Lu Zhao hurried inside. He hadn’t been away from Luo Ying for hours, and he was deeply worried.

Liu Sheng led Lu Zhao into the living room, where a middle-aged woman was seated on the sofa.

The woman exuded an elegant aura and remained unfazed as Lu Zhao and Liu Sheng entered.

“Master, this is President Lu of the Luya Group. His wife is in critical condition now. I hope you can help her.”

Master! Lu Zhao was shocked. Could this woman be the poison master? The woman raised her eyes slowly and looked at Lu Zhao. “Your marriage is destined to be a doomed one. In the end, you won’t be able to stay together.

Why are you so obstinate, Mr. Lu?”

Lu Zhao felt as though a knife had stabbed his heart.

Yes, he and Luo Ying came from different worlds.

Perhaps in the end, she would still leave him.

But regardless, he had to save her now.

“If you can truly save her, I’m willing to pay any price,” Lu Zhao said calmly.

“Forgive me for asking, but are you the poison master?”

The woman carefully examined Lu Zhao and then nodded.

Lu Zhao had doubts, but he clung to a glimmer of hope. The whereabouts of the poison master had always been a mystery.

“I will come to the hospital at eight o’clock tomorrow morning. I will bring her back to life within three days,” the woman said calmly.

Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman sounded dead certain of herself. Perhaps she really had a way to save Luo Ying.

Lu Zhao thanked the woman and walked out.

A complicated expression crossed Liu Sheng’s face.

“Mr. Lu, there are many guest rooms here. It’s already late. Why don’t you stay here…”

Before Liu Sheng could finish, Lu Zhao interrupted her. “No need. I must go back to the hospital to see my wife.”

Liu Sheng watched angrily as Lu Zhao left resolutely. Winning his heart seemed like a daunting task. What did Luo Ying have that made him so

infatuated with her?

Liu Sheng entered her room and faced her mother’s reproachful gaze.

“I told you not to rush things. Rushing like this will only make him suspicious,” her mother scolded Liu Sheng.

“Mom, I know. You have to help me.”

This woman was Liu Sheng’s biological mother, Liu Yi.

She had been a doctor abroad for many years and had excellent medical skills.

“You are my daughter’s competitor. If I don’t help you, who will? Moreover, that woman’s child must die! The grudge of two generations will finally be fulfilled,” Liu Yi clenched her fists while looking murderous.

The next morning, Liu Yi arrived at the hospital on time.

Lu Zhao had been at Luo Ying’s bedside all night, and dark circles had formed under his eyes.

Liu Yi walked straight to the bedside and felt Luo Ying’s pulse.

“Her pulse is very weak, and the veins are frail. The wound is inflamed,” Liu Yi concluded after a brief examination.

Lu Zhao was taken aback. In just a few seconds, Liu Yi had made a preliminary diagnosis. Perhaps this woman was truly the poison master.

Liu Yi took out a bag of silver needles and inserted them into two acupuncture points on Luo Ying’s head. Then, she took out a bag of powder.

“Feed this to her with water. She’ll wake up within half a day,” Liu Yi said as she put away the needles and left the ward.

While following Liu Yi’s instructions, Lu Zhao dissolved the powder in water and fed it to Luo Ying.

Overcome by exhaustion, Lu Zhao succumbed to sleep on the bed.

The afternoon sun beamed onto the bed, and Luo Ying squinted from the brightness.

Where was she? Her whole body ached. She opened her eyes slightly and slowly focused her gaze. There he was.

It was Lu Zhao..