Chapter 59: Don't Lose Your Composure
Liang Weiyuan watched from the side and was silent for a while.
The second spoonful of porridge was finally brought to Huo Jinjian's mouth, but because of the wrong angle, it directly rubbed against his cheek.
Seeing that his thin lips were pursed into a line, Huo Jin tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his right hand, as if he had nothing to say.
"Let me do it." Liang Weiyuan opened her mouth helplessly and took the bowl of porridge from Wei San.
She gently wiped the porridge stains off Huo Jinjian's cheek with a handkerchief, and her fingertips accidentally touched his slightly cold lips.
Seeing his tense body finally relax slightly, Huo Jin slowly wrote the word "stupid" with his right hand, showing obvious disgust towards Wei San.
Liang Weiyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and skillfully handed the porridge spoon to his lips with her fingertips being gentle and delicate. Huo Jin swallowed the porridge without any movement.
Wei San stepped back and looked at this scene. His eyes slowly turned red again and he choked up with sobs.
"I'm useless. I can't even feed my master a bowl of porridge! Fortunately, my wife is so gentle and considerate. She and my master are truly a perfect match..."
"I have always hoped that my master would marry a good wife, and now my master's blessing has finally arrived!"
He was a tall and strong man, but he rubbed his face with his rough hands, and tears, snot and porridge stains were mixed together. He looked as miserable as could be.
Liang Weiyuan just glanced at him and suddenly didn't dare to look directly at him. She suppressed her smile and turned her gaze back.
Huo Jin saw that this man, whom she had picked up from nowhere, was even more emotional than some young girls.
She glanced at Huo Jinjian and saw that his brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death. His right hand began to tap the armrest again. It was obvious that he could no longer tolerate the sudden howling and was extremely disgusted with it.
"Okay, okay." Liang Weiyuan finally stopped laughing.
"Wei San, starting tomorrow you will learn from the maid how to take care of people."
Otherwise, Huo Jin would be unable to bear it sooner or later and would drive this big guy to the stable.
Wei San is an old subordinate after all, so he is more reliable to use than others. It is better to train him well and keep him.
Listening to Liang Weiyuan's words, Huo Jin knew what she meant.
His strong and slender knuckles moved, but he didn't reveal that he still had some Anbu left.
Now is not the time to contact the Anbu, so I won’t tell my wife for now.
So the couple tacitly ignored Wei San who was sobbing beside them, and the courtyard was filled with a strange and harmonious warmth for a while.
On the other hand, ever since Yu Shi was confined to her house for her fault, the Second House had been in dire straits, even having to depend on others for their daily expenses.
The meal served today was mediocre, with no delicacies from land or sea.
Liang Shanyu stirred the lily and lotus seed soup in the bowl. She had specially worn a soft scarlet silk dress today and had tied her hair into a bun that made her look charming and charming.
However, even with the addition of makeup to her eyebrows and eyes, it still couldn't hide the dark circles under her eyes.
Huo Siyuan had already been sitting at the table, his green robe hanging loosely on his body, his hair crown askew, revealing half of his sinister face.
At this moment, he looked at Liang Shanyu, his brows knitted into knots, full of impatience: "Mother has been confined to her house, and you still have the mood to dress up."
"And these bland soups, how can you be a wife, serving these things on the table without a care?"
Huo Siyuan suffered repeated setbacks and his temper became increasingly irritable.
At the moment, he felt only annoyance when facing Liang Shanyu's face, and his voice was full of bad words.
Liang Shanyu clenched her fingers tightly under her sleeves, and the resentment in her heart made her want to overturn the table.
After she came back from her parents' home, she was hesitant and kept to herself. How could she be blamed for the sins committed by her and her son?
Liang Shanyu wanted to explode, but after thinking about something, she took a deep breath, calmed herself down and endured it.
Now is not the time to blame each other.
There was no way out at the General's Mansion, and Liang Weiyuan was suppressing them too tightly, so it hadn't been long before they had come to this point.
Therefore, she decided last night that there was only one way to go, which was to help Huo Siyuan become the prince!
Even if Huo Siyuan wants to marry Liang Weiyuan in the future, the worst that can happen to her is to make more money and wait for the right opportunity, then she can always bring Liang Weiyuan down!
It’s better than the hard life we are living now!
Liang Shanyu bit her lip, collected her thoughts, and raised her eyes in a soft and charming voice, "My dear husband, anger is harmful to your health. Now that things have come to this, there is no point in complaining. The eldest wife is very proud and is just waiting for us to lose our composure."
She moved lightly and sat down beside Huo Siyuan. She picked up her chopsticks and put the bamboo shoots into his bowl. "So, my husband, not only can we not mess around, we have to find another way out."
The veins on Huo Siyuan's forehead jumped and he glared at her.
"It's so easy for a woman like you to say that. My eldest brother is about to wake up, and my mother is locked up in the house. What way out can I find?"
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