After Bai Yueguang came back, the substitute left

"An Cheng!" The old lady exclaimed.

"An Cheng, is that you? How long has it been since you came to see grandma!"

The crowd moved away automatically, and Fu Shiwen pushed an old lady with a kind face to appear in front of Lin Yu's sight.

The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair, her face was full of concern: "An Cheng, why are you sitting on the ground, is it cold? Shi Wen, go and help him up."

Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat when he met Shang Fu Shiwen's dark and cold eyes.

Mr. must be angry.

A smile appeared on Fu Shiwen's face, and he said gently: "Good grandma, I'll help him up."

Fu Shiwen let go of the wheelchair, and walked towards Lin Yu step by step. That face, as handsome as a god, was like the sky before the heavy rain in July, covered with black clouds, so gloomy that there was no light at all.

"Do you have to come in?"

Fu Shiwen's face was terribly gloomy. He grabbed Lin Yu's arm and pulled him up vigorously.

Lin Yu felt as if he had eaten yellow lotus, and he couldn't tell the pain.

Is he really that much like An Cheng?

So, the husband married him just because, is he like An Cheng?

However, he is not An Cheng.

So, Mr. is not willing to take him to grandma's birthday party?

So what is he in the eyes of Mr.

An Cheng's double, counterfeit, substitute?

Lin Yu lowered his eyes, trying to suppress the fear and anxiety in his heart.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm going out right away."

"Stop, who told you to go."

Fu Shiwen suppressed anger in his voice, "Since you want to be An Cheng so much, then play it well for me."

"An Cheng, come here quickly, come here quickly and let grandma see, grandma hasn't seen you for a long time."

The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair and beckoned to him kindly.

There were playful expressions on the faces of the guests around, and there was ridicule and contempt in their eyes, but they didn't tell the truth.

Lin Yu bit the bullet and walked slowly to grandma, "Grandma."

The old lady took Lin Yu's hand and asked kindly: "An Cheng, why don't you speak? Did you hear that brat bullying you? Tell grandma, grandma will decide for you!"

Lin Yu felt sad. It turned out that grandma was as kind as he imagined, but this kindness was not towards him.

"Grandma, I'm late."

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

Everyone turned their heads and widened their eyes.

"An Cheng?"

Another An Cheng!

Hearing the familiar voice, the old lady let go of Lin Yu's hand and turned her head to look.

"An Cheng?"

The moment Lin Yu saw An Cheng, he was stunned.

Like, indeed very similar.

Almost the same face, same clothes.

When the two stood together, he was like that inferior copy, with a copy of his face and a copy of his clothes.

The old lady rubbed her eyes with a puzzled look on her face.

"Shiwen, am I dazzled? Why are there two An Cheng?"

At this time, Bai Yue stood up, "Grandma, he is An Cheng."

"The person in front of you is a liar, deliberately pretending to be An Cheng to deceive you."

He pointed at Lin Yu and said loudly.

"Liar?" The old lady looked up at Lin Yu.

The old lady is kind, and she speaks earnestly, "Child, it's not good to lie."

"No...I'm not a liar..."

Lin Yu shook his head, the lights were so dazzling that he couldn't argue with it.

Lin Yu looked at Fu Shiwen asking for help, did you think so too, sir?

However, Fu Shiwen didn't look at him, but looked at An Cheng, with a tenderness that Lin Yu had never seen in his eyes.

Lin Yu's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle.

In his memory, the husband has never looked at him with such gentle eyes.