The first time Jiang Changmian met Fu Chenyan was at their engagement party.
The man in the wheelchair, with a sinister look on his face, grabbed her wrist.
"Is a sick man worthy of marrying into the Fu family?"
She coughed blood and laughed.
"A disabled person is worthy of picking on me?"
The whole town was waiting to see the joke of this disabled couple.
Until that night, he kicked off the wheelchair and stood up, while she twisted the killer's arm with her bare hands.
The two looked at each other in a pool of blood——
"Mrs. Fu, are you pretending to be the same?"
"Both each other, Mr. Fu."
Intention: relax