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

He Yan turned his head and saw Ling Su, who had already stepped into the car, stood down again.

The two stood side by side, looking at the other two standing in the door of the villa.

He Yan looked back at the familiar middle-aged man next to He Su, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

"That's... your dad?" He Yan lowered his head and asked Ling Su beside him in a low voice.

Ling Su nodded with a somewhat stiff expression.

He didn't know the young man standing next to his father, but when he heard He Yan's tone, and the eyebrows and eyes that were two or three points similar to the two of them, Ling Su felt a very bad premonition in his heart.

This is probably He Yanhui's good brother.

"Ling Su, come here." Ling's father pushed his glasses and raised his hand to beckon Ling Su.

Ling Su hadn't lived with her father for a long time since she was a child, but she couldn't help hearing her parents' tone that was clearly about to scold him next time, she just felt a chill go up from the soles of her feet to the top of the sky.

"Uncle." He Yanhui stood sideways, raised his hand to block Ling Su's going forward, and said in an obviously defensive tone, "Ling Su..."

"Brother, Dr. Ling is here to treat you." He Su said in a timely manner, breaking the stalemate of the remaining three people who were related, "You say it's a coincidence, the doctor that grandpa asked me to contact you happened to be It's Ling Su's father."

Ling Su stood behind He Yanhui and looked at his shoulder, feeling that this scene would be ridiculous if seen by outsiders.

A pair of father and son who have not seen each other for a long time, a pair of couples who are about to divorce, a pair of wealthy brothers who do not like each other, a doctor who is brought to see a doctor-by the way, he is also a father-in-law.

"I heard that Mr. He has lost his memory, right?" Papa Ling looked at He Yan back, his eyes didn't dodge at all, "The second time?"

He Yan pursed his lips, but did not answer.

"I've already obtained all your medical history and all medical treatment materials." Father Ling's voice was cold, "I will be responsible for your diagnosis and treatment and subsequent recovery in the next period of time."

"And, I hope you can dissolve the marriage relationship with Ling Su in time."

He Yanhui felt as if he was standing on a judgment stand, and when everyone around him looked at him, they all criticized mercilessly.

Fortunately, Ling Su's hands were still warm.

He Yanhui felt Ling Su pat him on the shoulder, and then walked out from behind him.

Ling Su looked up at his father on the steps, and sighed: "Dad, we will handle this matter ourselves."

"What to deal with? Continue to waste like this and let others call you Mrs. He?" Father Ling has been holding back all the way. From Australia to China, he kept regretting why he didn't stop Ling Su in time when he felt something was wrong.

With Ling Su's free and undisciplined temperament, he is not someone who can climb the dragon and the phoenix at all.He is straight-minded, he was hurt to death because of Yi Xing when he was a child, and he finally let go.

Another He Yanhui came.

This one just got married.

"Let me put it bluntly. No matter how good a doctor is, you can't guarantee anything about the situation of the person next to you. How do you deal with it? Wait until he remembers? Or do you just keep procrastinating when he can't remember for the rest of his life?" ? Don’t you know what you’ve been scolded for now? The white lotus is on top!? The original partner ended up beating the mistress!?”

"Ling Su and I will leave soon—"

"This has nothing to do with He Yanhui."

The two people under the steps spoke at the same time.

He Yan was taken aback when he heard Ling Su's words next to him.

Ling Su is... defending him?

"Dad, this is a matter between the two of us. I never blamed him, and no one else has the right to blame him except me. I never think he did anything wrong, he just forgot." Ling Su looked at it calmly. My own father, "We divorced only because the two of us are no longer suitable, not because of anything else."

"Mr. Ling is wrong to say that." He Su, who was next to him, said with a smile, "Doctor Ling is also persuading you from the perspective of a father. What's more, your divorce is not a completely bad thing, is it? You can afford my second brother's property." We got a pretty big breakup fee."

He Yan raised his hand back in the direction of He Su, directly interrupting what he was going to say.

He nodded towards Ling's father, and hugged Ling Su's shoulders with a complete protective attitude: "If you need treatment, I will contact Dr. Ling later, please make a trip. You can do whatever you want here, and I will pay all the expenses. Bear it. Now Ling Su and I have to go back to the city, you can do it yourself."

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He Yanhui took Ling Su into the car without any explanation.

Looking at the expression on He Yanhui sitting in the driver's seat, he couldn't help laughing.

He Yan glanced back at him, looking a little unhappy.

Ling Su flipped down the sun visor, leaned back on the seat back, and changed the subject easily: "I've never seen you drive before."

Before thinking about it, He Yanhui couldn't see his legs and was inconvenient, Ling Su took him every time he went in and out.

"It's my luck to get in the car driven by Mr. He." Ling Su even smiled.

He Yan glanced at Ling Su when he turned back on: "Still laughing?"

"There's nothing you can do if you don't laugh." Ling Su shook his head helplessly, "I don't know how to put all the messy things together."

At this age, Ling Su has only liked two people, married once, and lived with her father and younger brother for less than five years.

He is alone most of the time.

But who knew that when he wanted to be alone the most, everyone returned to his world inexplicably—even there was an extra one in his stomach.

Troubled.

He Yanhui didn't speak, just watched the road quietly and drove slowly.

There was no music playing in the car, only the faint sound of air blowing from the air conditioner occupied the ears of the two of them.He Yanhui listened to Ling Su's breathing slowly stretched beside him, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

When he stopped in front of the red light, He Yanhui took off his coat and covered Ling Su's body, looking at him quietly.

I hope Ling Su will be happy.

No matter what kind of He Yanhui is by his side, no matter whether there will be He Yanhui in his life in the future.

"You look good when you smile." He Yanhui said softly, and helped Ling Su tuck the clothes that were covered.

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He Yanhui drove fast, but also very steady. It took less than four or ten minutes to drive all the way home with Ling Su.

Not long after Ling Su fell asleep, He Yanhui looked at his tired face and couldn't bear to wake him up. After finishing the car in the garage, he turned off the engine and turned on a small night light to wait for him quietly.

In fact, if their start wasn't so bad, He Yan thought back, maybe he might not be unable to keep Ling Su.

But now, it seems that the whole world is against them.

"What are you thinking about?" When Ling Su opened his eyes in a daze, he saw He Yanhui with a book spread out on his knees, but his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if in a daze.

"I'm thinking about whether to carry you up." He Yan turned his head, very frankly.

Ling Su smiled: "You can wake me up."

He propped himself up and sat up, yawned lazily, hung He Yan's suit on his arm, and got out of the car lightly.

He Yanhui walked side by side with him, supporting Ling Su's waist in the somewhat dark underground garage.

Ling Su didn't break free.

"Your father is... a doctor?" he asked cautiously.

Ling Su nodded: "Yes. You don't have to worry if you ask him to see a doctor, he will definitely not embarrass the patient."

He Yan pretended to understand and nodded, planning to go back and ask the secretary to fill up his entire schedule in case he had time to see a doctor.

"I don't know what your brother and my dad said, but I guess you don't have anything to do with it. My dad is straightforward, just don't confront him directly." After getting on the elevator, Ling Su, with a little humanity and He Yan replied.

He Yan turned around and pressed the floor, pretending not to hear.

"What are you going to give me?" Ling Su kept his hands in his pockets, and couldn't help asking when the elevator was going up.

Although he is not a young girl, he must be wary of He Yanhui's evil intentions to lure him home to Jiang Jiang Niangniang, but it is a bit strange to bring him to his own home when he comes up.

Isn't it just a ring?Why do two people have to go up and carry it down?

"I bought it in England before." He Yan opened the door and said when he entered.

Ling Su paused: "Huh? Isn't it a ring?"

He Yanhui, who was walking in front, also stopped, and there was a fist distance between Ling Su and the two of them looked at each other.

But there is no need for him to say anything.

As soon as Ling Su walked around the entrance, he saw the huge picture hanging on the wall of the living room.

The painting is really big, He Yan returned to this apartment and the ceiling is high enough, but when the painting is leaning against the wall, it can also show its amazing size.

Ling Su looked at the not-so-saturated colors and the seemingly careless but harmonious graffiti on it. To be sure, she went to look at the familiar signature in the corner.

……

"So... are you the one who took 200 million dollars for a painting?" Ling Su looked at He Yanhui with some incomprehensible words.

Mr. He didn't know what happened, but he was indeed the one who paid the price: "It's... right."

Looking at this painting, Ling Su suddenly thought, "Can Xiao Bei come over and paint some more after spending tens of thousands of yuan?"

Petty citizen, really a petty citizen, Ling Su couldn't help but reflect on himself, and turned to ask He Yanhui: "Do you... like to collect paintings?"

He Yanhui shook his head decisively: "No."

"I looked at it and wanted to buy it, so I bought it."

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Ling Su and He Yanhui stood in He Yanhui's empty home, looking at each other through a painting whose length, width and height exceeded their imagination.

"Then, why did you give it to me?" Ling Su asked.

He Yanhui was a little embarrassed by the atmosphere, nodded his nose with his fingertips, and turned his head to avoid meeting Ling Su's gaze.

"I always feel... I owe you a painting."

Ling Su was stunned.

——There is only one painting left now, when Xiaobei comes over and finishes painting, we will move to a new house.

When he took He Yan back to see their wedding room, he said this to He Yanhui. At that time, the two of them were leaning on the pile of pillows in the attic, Ling Su was looking at the stars, and He Yanhui was looking at the girl in his arms. Ling millet.

Although they were so happy when they were together, both Ling Su and He Yanhui felt a little overwhelmed.

But back then, they all thought their days were long.

Looking at the painting, Ling Su always felt that there was a bit of indifference and irony in the warm and vibrant color scheme.

"I... have no reason to drag you any longer." He Yanhui took out some things from the room, and he didn't know how long he had been standing behind Ling Su. A bunch of stupid people in the middle said, "Here is the agreement. These are property transfers. You should sign them together today."

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to get the divorce certificate."