After being patient for twelve years, Lu Ruoruan finally returned to the capital under the pretense of being a substitute.
Everyone said that when the Lu and Yu families got married, the man had disabled legs and the woman was ugly and ugly. It was a perfect match made in heaven and earth.
In the wedding room, the two looked at each other.
Yu Xiao: I heard that you are ugly and shameless. How do you explain this pretty face and excellent figure?
Yu Xiao: I heard that you are uneducated. What are the identities of various masters in this pile of certificates?
Yu Xiao: I heard that you are poor, where did these 100 billion in savings and tens of thousands of real estate come from?
Lu Ruoruan felt guilty after being asked, and asked angrily: "Then you haven't lied to me, haven't you? I heard that you are disabled and can't do anything, and you ended up having a second child!"
Young Master Yu touched the swollen belly of his little wife and smiled with a doting and gentle look on his face.
Good, good, good-looking, good-looking, very good, very good