The hot summer is like a big hot pot, steaming people are like ants on the hot pot, very irritable.

At this time, in the luxurious air-conditioned living room.

An Wuyou was hugging his backpack, looking coldly at the man in the wheelchair.

The man has a cold temperament and a handsome appearance.

The two looked at each other, but neither of them was willing to speak first.

Between the two, an old man was holding a small teapot and drinking tea in sips, with a smile on his face and eyes full of interest and gossip.

An Wuyou's thoughts couldn't help drifting back to half an hour ago.

He is not from this city. He came here to fulfill his grandfather's promise before he died, to find his fiancé who married from the pulp of his little finger.

In the end, he took the address that his grandfather wrote down when he was seriously ill, and searched all the way, but what he saw was a three-story villa with a garden.

An Wuyou felt at the time that his grandfather was ill and confused, and the address was written wrong.

After all, their family is so poor, how could they have such a rich fiancé?

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, two luxury cars passed him one after the other. Because of the rain just now, the wheels rolled over a low-lying place, splashing An Wuyou's body with water.

An Wuyou was speechless.

But the second luxury car quickly got off an old man and apologized to him.

An Wuyou has always been soft-hearted towards the old man, and he didn't care too much. He just asked the old man for directions with the address, wanting to see if the address was correct, but he found the wrong one.

Unexpectedly, this question was asked directly at the fiancé's house.

Now this man in a wheelchair is his fiancé.

"Cough... hello, my name is An Wuyou." An Wuyou stretched out his hand to Fu Yun.

This man looks very cold, and he probably won't fulfill the marriage contract with him. After getting the heirloom back, it's over.

Fu Yun had been staring at An Wuyou's face, but the moment An Wuyou stretched out his hand, his eyes fell on his hand.

The white and tender hands are not at all like the hands of a 20-year-old boy, they are too good-looking.

His hand on the wheelchair was clenched suddenly, and then he let it go, and handed it to An Wuyou.

The hands of the two were held together, unable to separate for a long time, An Wuyou wanted to pull out, but couldn't.

"Mr. Fu, you hurt me a little bit." An Wuyou said with a fake smile, thinking, what's wrong with this man?

Fu Yun's face froze, and he quickly withdrew his hand. At the same time, his eyes became inexplicably colder.

An Wuyou rolled his eyes in his heart.

Yan Shou: "Sit down." Fu Yun said.

The man's voice was quite nice, like a cold spring on a mountain, An Wuyou sat down like a stream of kindness, seeing that the man and the old man still hadn't spoken, he could only say to himself: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, have you thought about it?" ? If you haven’t thought about it, then I’ll say it first.”

The old man nodded.

"This time I took the liberty to come here, in fact, to fulfill my grandfather's last wish, but other than that, there is nothing else. I didn't know about the marriage contract back then, but now we all pay attention to equal love, so I want to dissolve the marriage contract and separate the two families. Exchange tokens back."

After saying this, An Wuyou finally relaxed, even his brows and eyes were stained with a smile.

"Break the engagement? Impossible." Fu Yun still had a cold look on his face, but his hand holding the wheelchair was already full of veins.

"Worriless, did you just say that your grandfather was dying? Could it be that your grandfather has already..." Mr. Fu put down the tea cup in his hand in shock and asked.

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