"The old man said that my wife is beautiful and rich. Look at the grandeur of this villa. He really didn't lie to me!" In the early morning, Grayson, who was carrying a large bag of luggage, looked at the luxurious and magnificent villa in front of him, smacking his lips, his face full of happiness and longing. He had been thinking about his fiancée for ten years day and night, and he was finally going to see her today! He eagerly raised his hand, ready to press the doorbell at the door of the villa. "Hey! You little beggar, what are you doing!" But at this moment, a voice came to stop him. Deng Deng Deng! Grayson turned his head curiously and saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes running towards this side holding a bouquet of fragrant red roses... "I'm not a beggar."Grayson said as he watched the young man run up to him. "It doesn't matter if you are a beggar or not, you can't ring this doorbell!"Isaias Gellar looked at Grayson coldly and said, "Not a beggar?" These days, besides beggars, who else can live in such poverty? Especially those leather sandals, they were all peeled off! "Why can't I ring the doorbell?"Grayson frowned, his face full of surprise. "Why can't you press it?" Isaias Gellar said disdainfully: "Do you know who lives here? I need to go somewhere else to beg for food! Or I can come here tomorrow, but not today!" Zhuo Lifan is Lauren Barlow's suitor. Although he was rejected several times after confessing his love, he never gave up. No, last night he had an idea and suddenly thought of a clever idea, which was to wait at the door of Lauren Barlow's house early in the morning, holding a romantic and charming bouquet of roses. He thought to himself, no matter how proud and cool Lauren Barlow was, she would be tempted by what he did, right? His plan was so perfect, how could he let a beggar ruin the atmosphere of the scene? Drive away. It's just that Grayson didn't leave, but... "Is there something wrong with your ears? Didn't you hear what I just explained that I'm not a beggar?" Faced with Isaias Gellar's disrespect, Grayson became unhappy and said without politeness at all: "Also, who are you? You blocked the door of my wife's house early in the morning and held such a disgusting bunch. Human flower - do you deserve a beating or a scolding?" Isaias Gellar was stunned, which green onion? His wife? What an international joke! Lauren Barlow, the legitimate daughter of the Barlow Family in Yangcheng, is the CEO of a listed company with a market value of more than 1 billion. She is aloof and unrivaled. The person who pursues her is either rich or noble. How could she be the fiancée of such a savage! Isaias Gellar didn't believe it, and said angrily: "You brat, please pay attention to what you say! Lauren's reputation is not something you can tarnish, and you are not worthy of her at all! Be careful of what comes out of your mouth!" "You don't believe it?"Grayson smiled. "Hmph."Isaias Gellar snorted coldly. No one would believe it, okay? "How about we make a bet?"Grayson turned his eyes and said with a smile. "What bet?" "casual." "Okay, then I will play with you, you little beggar who doesn't know the heights of the world!" Isaias Gellar sneered: "If Lauren were your wife, I would call you grandpa on the spot and eat the roses in my hand too!" "Is it such a big deal?"Grayson raised his eyebrows lightly. "Haha, if you lose, eat up all the wild flowers on the roadside, and then kneel down and sing Conquer!"Isaias Gellar continued. "No problem."Grayson nodded calmly. "You idiot."Isaias Gellar glanced at Grayson with disdain and pressed the doorbell. Grayson didn't take it seriously, Lauren? From what the old man said, his name seems to be Lauren Barlow... "Both of them have flowers as gifts. When we meet for the first time, we can't be empty-handed."Grayson glanced at the roses in Isaias Gellar hands, muttered in his heart, and then saw a wild flower blooming on the roadside. . The wild flowers are nameless, hidden in the grass, but they stand out from the crowd, as delicate and beautiful as possible. "Meeting is fate, it's you."Grayson stretched out his hand to pick off the light blue wild flower, and he was going to give it to his fiancée who had not yet met. "Crazy."Isaias Gellar looked at the wild flowers in Grayson's hands with even more contempt. Since the doorbell had already been rang, the door to the villa opened quickly, and a very beautiful woman walked out. The eyebrows are furrowed, and the skin is like gelatin. Her eyes were as bright and colorful as the stars, as if they were hiding two worlds. Her nose is straight and full. Her red lips are full of intelligence. Her figure… Grayson was stunned on the spot because he had never seen such a beautiful woman. She is almost perfect. If I have to find a flaw, it would probably be that she always has a straight face and looks very embarrassed to speak... "Lauren!" Isaias Gellar made a sound of surprise and was about to run towards Lauren Barlow. Grayson came to his senses and stretched out his right foot. boom! Isaias Gellar faced the ground and tripped hard. "I can't even walk steadily, but I still try to pick up girls." Grayson curled his lips, then smoothed the bangs in front of his forehead, sorted out the image he thought was the most handsome, walked towards Lauren Barlow with a smile. Lauren Barlow frowned, she could clearly see the scene where Grayson tripped Isaias Gellar just now. She knew Isaias Gellar, a playboy from a rich family, and Lauren Barlow had no favorable impression of him, but this man who was slovenly, shabby, and full of rustic...she had no impression at all. At the same time, she also felt very strange. In her world, there had never been such a low-class man... What surprised her even more... Grayson walked straight up to Lauren Barlow. The two looked at each other for three seconds, and then he said with deep affection: "Honey, you may not believe it. From the moment your grandfather betrothed you to me ten years ago, I have fallen deeply in love with you. It's like falling into a quagmire of love, unable to save myself, sinking deeper and deeper. …” ----------