Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 – The Second Young Master is a Role Model for Men

Abigail’s mouth twitched. She and Brandon had a love story? And it was touching?

How did this girl figure that out?

But Brandon showed his first smile of the day, and he gave the female reporter a slight smile, “It was probably the guidance of fate, the gift of true gods, and the favor of the god of love that brought us together and in love.”

Abigail: “…”

“Wow, amazing!” The female reporter exclaimed. Her small yet spirited eyes sparkled with admiration. If it weren’t for the microphone in her hands, Abigail suspected she would have clapped on the spot.

“Thank you.” Brandon politely expressed his gratitude.

The female reporter was even happier. “A woman is at her most vulnerable, helpless, and awkward during pregnancy and childbirth. Yet here you are, the proud son of heaven, able to embrace your wife. You are a model for men. You have made us ordinary girls believe in love again. Please cherish Miss Green.”

“Thank you, I will.” Brandon smiled.

Abigail glanced at the girl, wiped off nonexistent sweat, looked down at the solemn Brandon, and muttered inwardly, “I surrender.”

Reporter Summer then asked a series of questions, all revolving around Abigail Green and Brandon’s relationship, and Brandon surprisingly answered them all with patience.

During this period, other reporters tried to interrupt but were directly ignored by Brandon.

After it ended, the girl looked at Abigail with envy, “Miss Green, having such a handsome and manly fiancé who defended you by sending lawyer’s letters to the entire Internet, how do you feel?”

Abigail looked down at the man, and Brandon happened to be looking at her too.

The female reporter shouted excitedly, “So sweet!”

Abigail chuckled, “It’s my honor.”

Brandon raised his eyebrows happily.

Other reporters saw that a single entertainment reporter could chat so happily with Brandon. They squeezed forward to ask questions again, but Brandon waved his hand, and Pullan immediately understood. He cleared a path, allowing Abigail to push Brandon towards the car.

Many people couldn’t find out Brandon’s true physical condition, but they always saw him in a wheelchair, thinking he couldn’t move post-surgery. After being refused interviews, they maliciously intended to capture footage of him being weakly helped into the car.

Who knew that just when the wheelchair was pushed to the side of the extended Lincoln, the man, who had been as quiet as if he were partially paralyzed, slowly and gracefully stood up. Then he protected Abigail’s head, got into the car calmly and unhurriedly.

Reporters: “…”

Since his legs were perfectly fine and he said he was healthy, what was with the wheelchair?

The frustrated reporters glared fiercely at Summer, who was full of joy.

Reporter Summer completely ignored the looks from others and happily rushed back to the company, planning to craft an article specifically to praise the love between Brandon and Abigail Green.

There were too few couples with such a difference in appearance and body shape yet still so deeply in love. She wanted all ordinary girls to believe that love had magic. When it came, nothing could stop it!

In the end, she sighed at Abigail Green’s luck.

…

In the car.

Abigail glanced at the man beside her again and again until finally, on the third time, she was caught red-handed.

“Nice to look at?” Brandon crossed his legs, leaning lazily against the car, asking with great self-satisfaction. @@novelbin@@

Abigail gave a mischievous laugh. She was merely curious about how thick this man’s skin was. Otherwise, how could he lie without even batting an eye?! She could almost imagine the huge buzz on the Internet caused by his words: “It was probably the guidance of fate, the gift of true gods, and the favor of the god of love that brought us together and in love.”

But this man had no self-awareness at all. With a soft sigh, she thought, “This damned man must be a drama king, right?”