My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily and Loid)

Chapter 192

Then, an old man walked down the stairs. He was holding a cane, and his steps were a little unsteady, but he still started walking faster.

“Is Loid back? Come quickly and let me look at you. I haven’t seen you in months. I miss you so much.”

The old man was Loid’s grandfather, Arthur Laurier. He was 70 years old. His face was full of wrinkles, and his head of hair was almost completely ashen.

He walked over to Loid and held his hand. Tears of happiness welled up in his eyes. “This is great. Your illness is finally cured. Finally, you’ve recovered to your former appearance.”

“Hi, Grandpa,” Loid said softly.

Lily could tell that Loid didn’t sound annoyed when he was talking with Arthur. There was a hint of politeness and respect in his tone.

Arthur was probably the only person in the family other than his parents he would treat with such respect.

you bring your fiancée home? Where is she? Let me take a

around the house. In the end, his gaze landed

at Lily, and she walked over to them. Then, she greeted Arthur politely, “Hi, Mr. Laurier Senior.”

you’re so lucky to marry such a pretty lady.” Arthur was quite fond of Lily. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt

the Laurier family exchanged glances in

too early. I heard that his fiancée is from the countryside. She’s an ignoramus. She also often gets into fights and skips classes. Her grades are also horrendous. If a person like

she walked in with Loid. They had already looked into her

her a while before was because they were presenting a united front. None of them felt the need to speak to a country bumpkin. They didn’t think they needed to show a nobody like her

talk about a marriage between the two families again. That was

expression turned

from the countryside, too. His hard work laid the foundation for the Laurier family of today. What? Are you looking

do that.” Nora was humbled publicly, so her expression was a little sullen. But she still didn’t dare to express her

social standing is

glance. “She’s Loid’s fiancée, not yours. It’s fine as long as he’s happy with

“I…”

that’s enough. Loid has just come home. I don’t