Why did this man lie without drafting? In any case, they should at least have made up the story together. What if she would say anything wrong again later?

"What? You...?"

Hearing the words of his youngest son, Warren almost lost his breath.

"Peter, I'm afraid you and my sister-in-law would have to clarify to the outside world about the dissolution of Johnny's engagement. As for how to explain it, well, it's your own business!" After Andrew finished, he took Aanisah's hand and walked outside.

"Dissolution, dissolution of our engagement?" Peggy was dumbfounded at the time, "Johnny, what do we do now?"

Johnny frowned tightly, and suddenly shouted as if he thought of something, "Wait!"

"Since uncle has already applied for the certificate, would you mind letting us take a look at it?" He quickly walked in front of Andrew and Aanisah, and stretched out his palm, as if he was holding the trump card.

Aanisah became nervous again, looking at Andrew helplessly.

How could they have that kind of thing?

That was really bad!

Aanisah sweated nervously, but Andrew was so calm as if nothing bad had happened.

Not only did his face lack the nervousness and panic that Aanisah had expected, but instead he looked at Johnny plainly, his voice extremely cold, "Do you think you are qualified?"

Johnny was taken aback, and his hand could not help but retract.

"Marriage is not a casual play, Andrew, don't you think you need to give everyone an explanation?" Peter pushed his wheelchair over by himself. His face was also extremely gloomy, "After all, Johnny is engaged today, and you don't even have a girlfriend. But today, you suddenly brought a woman back and said that you were married. How can we be convinced?"

"Whether you are convinced, it has nothing to do with me!" Andrew looked at everyone present and had two red books in his hands out of blue, "The marriage certificates are here, but I am not going to show you!"

He pulled out a faint smile and looked at the girl who was obviously terrified next to him, "From this day forward, she is my girl. If anyone dares to hurt a hair of hers, I will make him pay ten times the price!"

After he said that, he held Aanisah's hand and walked away...

It was less than ten minutes after they entered the living room, but for Aanisah, she felt like she had been tormented for a century.

So when they left the gloomy living room in full view, she seemed to be drowning in the sea for a long time and was finally rescued, panting, her face pale as if she had just escaped from death.

"Are you trembling?" Andrew frowned and looked at her, wondering how courageous she was to be so scared.

Hearing his voice, Aanisah seemed to be suddenly pulled back to reality. She was stunned for a second but still couldn't control her crazy heartbeat.

"Thank you!" Aanisah looked up at him. She didn't expect that under such circumstances, he would stand on her side, and she couldn't even believe that he actually helped her as he had promised.

"Don't thank me. I'm not helping you anyway!" Andrew glanced at her lightly, turned around, and poured a glass of warm water for her.

Aanisah reached out to hold the water and looked around.

This was a living room, completely different from the Chinese-style living room just now. It looked modern. In addition to the European-style furniture and sofas, there was a robot of the same style as a model of the Undercover Cops.

"This is my room." Andrew turned and sat on the sofa, looking at Aanisah with a serious look, "Yours, too."

"Puff..." The water Aanisah just drank spouted out.