"What? Get engaged with you?" Sitting in the wheelchair, with his hands casually on the wheelchair, Mike looked at Julie with a faint smile. "Do you mean it or Jared? Or someone else?"
Jared likes Julie the most. How could he be willing to marry his daughter to a cripple like me? Unless someone forces her or it is she who made the decision.
Gracefully, Julie took off the roasted meat with a dining knife and placed it on the plate beside her. Then she stood up and walked to Mike, forking a piece of meat into his mouth.
The wheelchair retreated a little, and Mike said indifferently, "Get to the point."
"Don't worry. I roasted it. Don't you want to have a taste?" After putting the meat into her mouth and biting it, she came to him again, supported the armrest of the wheelchair with her ha
