After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Yi Xing's eyes became fierce in an instant. He turned his head and looked down at He Yanhui in the wheelchair, with a hint of contempt in his tone: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know." He Yanhui was very calm, leaning on the wheelchair with one hand, his whole body looked like a cold statue, "If you have time to ask me, why don't you think about who you are."

Ling Su looked at He Yanhui, who was sitting on the wheelchair with his eyes downcast and a cold expression, and suddenly felt that some of his orientation points seemed to be poked somewhere.

But Yi Xing next to him was irritated by this obviously provocative sentence, and he tightened his grip on Ling Su's wrist suddenly: "Why should you intervene in my relationship with Ling Su?"

"You don't need him to intervene." Ling Su broke free from his wrist with force, and the original expression on his face changed into hasty impatience, "I have nothing to do with you in the first place."

With that said, Ling Su walked to He Yanhui's side, and pressed his shoulder reassuringly: "Let's go, let's go to lunch."

When he took He Yan back to go out, Ling Su didn't forget to walk to the front desk: "Let's brush the suit on him too, we'll just wear it and leave."

"A pretty boy who was raised by you? Or a disabled person?" Yi Xing stood still, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth at Ling Su who was entering the password.

Ling Su turned around and glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and raised his middle finger: "It has nothing to do with you."

Sitting in the wheelchair, He Yan pursed his lips, turned his head quietly, and smiled in the general direction of Yi Xing.

Very virtuous and virtuous.

A very small man succeeds.

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"Just now you were..." Ling Su remembered when he was helping He Yan cut the steak back, something was wrong with the scene just now.

and many more.

He stopped the knife and fork in his hand and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

What was the scene like just now?

Yi Xing grabbed his wrist furiously, and then there was the sound of the locker room curtain being pulled open with a "swish".

He Yanhui's wheelchair rolled across the smooth floor tiles with little movement, and Ling Su was busy confronting Yi Xing at that time, so he didn't even notice it.

Immediately after

Immediately afterwards, He Yanhui said to let him go.

This sound was really earth-shattering, fierce and ruthless, like an indifferent, evil and domineering president with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

But how did he see it?

Ling Su looked at He Xiaoswan, who was waiting for his meal with a dazed expression, and even showed some cuteness. He slowly approached him, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him hesitantly.

"I wanted to tell you yesterday." As if caught, He Yanhui lowered his head and touched his ear with his fingertips, and smiled shyly, "I can see a little bit."

"It's very blurry, but there's a rough shadow." He Yan gestured back, and slowly outlined the shape of Ling Su in midair with his fingers.

The slender fingers moved very slowly, but every swipe seemed to be firing a salute to Ling Su's heart.The blurred outline tentatively drawn at the end made Ling Su feel for the first time in his life that his shape was actually quite handsome.

He was dazed, and even kept waving his hand but forgot to put it down.

The fork in Ling Su's left hand dropped an inch and interrupted the frozen air. He picked up the spoon in time, lowered his head, but his eyes lost focus on the fork that was shining coldly in his hand.

After a long time, he asked uncertainly: "Can you really see it?"

He Yan nodded back: "Very vague, but gradually clear."

It was only a very faint light before, but after it gradually became brighter, a very vague and rough shadow appeared.

"I'm sorry, originally I wanted to wait until I could fully see it before telling you." He Yanhui sighed, and there seemed to be some annoyance in his tone, "But that person just now"

"Don't mention him!" Ling Su rubbed his reddened eyes in relief, quickly finished cutting the steak in his hand and handed it back to He Yan, "I finally came out."

"What's wrong with your voice?" He Yanhui asked with concern, wondering whether Ling Su was upset by mentioning the person before him.

Who is that man?What's the relationship between that man and Ling Su?Does Ling Su still care about him?Will Ling Su be angry because of him and herself?Shouldn't I mention him?

A series of questions suddenly flashed in He Yanhui's mind, making him nervously clenched the knife and fork in his hand, pursed his lips and waited for Ling Su's answer.

Unexpectedly, Ling Su smiled after clearing his throat: "I'm happy."

Ling Su is a person who can take it easy and let it go, meeting Yi Xing today is really just a small episode for him, nothing at all.

"It will get better gradually." He Yan turned to Ling Su and showed a warm smile, "It will."

When I meet that person next time, I will definitely stand beside you, and I will never give his hand a chance to touch you.

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"Can I drink soda?" In the supermarket, He Yan returned to holding the shopping basket, raised his head and weakly asked for Ling Su's opinion.

Standing in front of the drink cabinet, Ling Su turned around and folded her arms to see He Yanhui holding the shopping basket, feeling that she really picked up a little swan with a job bowl in its mouth to beg for food.

"Is the milk not good?" Although he said so, Ling Su turned around and took out a small can of Coke from the freezer, and put it in He Yanhui's hand.

He Yan is tall, and he looks long-handed and long-legged when sitting in a wheelchair. With his arms around the basket, he still has free hands to hold the usual thin and narrow Coke.As if it was the first time he touched it, he sat in the wheelchair quite excitedly, shaking his head indistinctly.

"Missing the taste of soda?" Ling Su joked with a smile while stuffing something into the basket in He Yanhui's arms, because He Yanhui had been in the hospital for so long, so he began to miss junk food.

He Yan shook his head back, and tilted his head to think about whether he missed it or not.

Probably not, just curious.

I always feel as if I have been longing for it. I have reached out and asked many times if I can have a soda, but I never seem to get it.

Holding the soda can with dripping water in his hand, he turned his head in Ling Su's direction and smiled.

It's great, now I can finally tell where Ling Su is going.

Ling Su stroked his hair, smiled and pushed him to move on.

"Why is your hair as soft as yours?" Ling Su put his hand on the back of He Yanhui's head, circling the ends of his hair with his fingers.

He Yan, who was holding the soda, smiled back, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed like a child: "Natural."

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If the candlelight dinner under the moonlight is the first choice for most couples, then shopping in the supermarket is definitely the first option in Ling Su's heart.

The lights in the supermarket are bright and warm, and the small snacks arranged by category are bright and colorful, and Ling Su is stunned to see them.

"You can take whatever you want." After looking around at various chocolate brands and confirming that he really didn't know the words, Ling Su quickly pushed He Yanhui to the front of the shelf, "Come on, reach out."

He Yanhui still couldn't see anything clearly, he stretched out his hand and only felt a row of boxy boxes.

He patted each box, and finally the blind man randomly picked a box in the dark: "Why do I feel like a lottery machine?"

"Yeah, don't we stop being blind just by looking at it? Cherish the last few days, hurry up." Ling Su pushed his wheelchair as if he had brought a shopping cart with him, and pushed He Yan back and forth between major cities. Among the snack shelves, "I have so many things that I can't decide by myself. The difficult choice disease needs you too much."

Congratulations. Human body lottery machine. A great tool to solve difficult choices. Yanhui helplessly supported his wheelchair and wrapped the soda in his arms tightly to prevent it from being thrown out by the speed of the car.

"Let's buy next week's food too." Ling Su finally regained his composure after picking out a lot of small biscuits to coax the children, and patted his blushing face, "Do we have any more rice at home?" .”

He Yanhui, who blushed because of the word "our family", nodded seriously: "Also, Guan Muzhou bought it last week."

"Then buy beaten eggs, and reward your eyes." Ling Su said, and handed a dozen eggs to He Yanhui's hand.

He Yanhui held the soda tightly with his right hand, and protected his eggs with his left hand, holding the shopping basket obediently, resting his chin on the edge of the basket and waiting for Ling Su.

You can drink soda and soup.

He really is the happiest man in the world.

——If Ling Su's cell phone didn't ring, if it wasn't that annoying Yixing when Ling Su picked it up.

He Yanhui might have a perfect night.

The author has something to say: Little Swan's eyes are getting better, but the memory will come back slowly when the body gets better

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