At this moment, Wen Huaiyan was looking down at today's morning paper.
Upon hearing the sound, he merely glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.
Then, Wen Huaiyan murmured an "Mmm".
After that, nothing more was said.
Seeing this, Li Ru blinked, thinking that the other party had not heard her clearly, so she spoke again to remind her.
"Mr. Wen, your family doctor said to give you this."
Fearing that Wen Huaiyan might think she was trying to harm him, Li Ruo added a sentence.
"It's Dr. Zhao, we just spoke on the phone."
Wen Huaiyan paused in her breakfast eating.
He frowned slightly and looked up with a hint of displeasure.
"I understand. Is there anything else?"
Li Ruo looked into the other person's eyes and gently shook her head.
A second later, Li Ruo seemed to realize something.
The person in front of me is so resistant... Could it be... that they're afraid of taking medicine?
How could that be?
Someone like Wen Huaiyan, whose hands are never even clean, why would he be afraid of taking medicine?
But as it turned out, Wen Huaiyan didn't touch the medicine from morning until noon.
Li Ruo called Zhao Ming, who said that Wen Huaiyan was just like that, seemingly fearless and even as if the whole world had to listen to him.
Actually, I'm someone who's afraid of taking medicine.
At this question, Li Ruo couldn't hold back anymore.
But how could she dare to go directly to Wen Huaiyan and force him to eat?
As it turns out, Wen Huaiyan is indeed a complete workaholic.
Once noon was over, he threw himself into the study.
For several hours, they remained inside without coming out.
Li Ruo sat in the living room, her eyes lowered as she fiddled with the yarn in her hands.
The weather has turned cooler recently, and she's going to start knitting a scarf for Jiang Luo again.
When Li Ruo was very young, she was still a student and spent all the money Jiang Luo gave her.
During holidays, whenever Li Ruo bought Jiang Luo a gift, he would accept it with a smile while telling Li Ruo with concern, "Save the money and enjoy it properly."
Later, Li Ruo knitted a scarf for Jiang Luochu.
Jiang Luo was all smiles then, looking happier than when she received any gifts before.
It was around that time that Li Ruo would do this every winter.
Some time ago, she was taken back by that family, and after returning, she was busy getting in touch with Wen Huaiyan. It's almost halfway through this winter before Li Ruo finally has some time to herself.
Thinking it over honestly, Li Ruo raised her head.
Sunlight streamed in slowly from the side, falling on Li Ruo's shoulders and body.
She slowly closed her eyes, her small face looking calm and serene.
Suddenly, a sound came from the doorway.
Li Ruo looked up.
This is the first time this villa has seen guests.
In her previous life, this was the prison where Li Ruo was confined.
Even Wen Huaiyan only comes occasionally.
Li Ruo found it unusual and kept her gaze fixed.
At the end of the line of sight.
A young girl in a white dress appeared at the door, carrying a simple yet elegant handbag. Her soft black hair cascaded down her back.
Although the girl was in a wheelchair, her eyes did not show any signs of despondency due to her illness; on the contrary, they looked clear and bright.
She was like an angel fallen to earth, who just happened to trip and fall.
The housekeeper stood to one side, speaking respectfully.
"Young Miss has arrived."
Miss Wen Zhi.
Li Ruo knew this person.
Years ago, when I heard that the old man was ill, it was this young girl who donated something that saved his life.
Later, when Grandpa Wen saw that the little girl was an orphan, he took her back from the welfare home and raised her by his side ever since.
It was because of that surgery that Wen Zhi was left with a leg disability, so Grandpa Wen regarded her as his own daughter and his granddaughter.
Although everyone knows they are not related by blood, that doesn't stop people from calling Wen Zhi "Young Miss".
Wen Zhi smiled and nodded, and in the instant she turned her head, she saw a glimpse of spring in the distance.
How should Wen Zhi describe the person she sees before her?
They were wearing clothes of similar color and style, but the way they sat there was like a blooming flower.
She stared at Li Ruo, something seeming to flash in her beautiful eyes.
Then, Wen Zhi gestured to the person behind her and pushed herself in front of Li Ruo.
She looked at the other person.
"I've seen you before."
Wen Zhi slowly spoke, "It's in Changfeng's phone."
Upon hearing this, Li Ruo's smile froze slightly.
She spoke frankly and openly, "I am indeed Wen Changfeng's fiancée."
"So you shouldn't be living here."
The moment the words left her lips, Li Ruo realized that her opponent was far more formidable than she had imagined.
Wen Zhi is by no means a delicate flower; on the contrary, she is quite aggressive.
Wen Zhi spoke, word by word.
"Because of you, my brother doesn't come home very often anymore, and Grandpa misses him very much."
"Grandpa hasn't been feeling well lately, and he really wants to see my brother more often."
"Perhaps you don't want either of them to have any lingering negative feelings because of you, right?"
Wen Zhi's every word sounded very gentle.
But in reality, they are like sharp blades.
Wen Zhi held a knife to Li Ruo's neck, using the blade of morality to force Li Ruo to say what she wanted to hear.
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