Ling Xiangsi trembled, and didn't dare to move forward at the moment, only watching the man hold up the crutches with difficulty, and then move towards the living room step by step.

His legs should not be completely unusable, Ling Xiangsi could vaguely see that his legs trembled slightly when he held up his crutches.

In this case, shouldn't you do a good rehabilitation in the hospital, and why do you do it at home......

Ling Xiangsi looked at his back suspiciously, but his footsteps followed quickly.

After the man moved to the living room step by step, he threw his crutches and propped himself on the sofa and gasped for air.

That appearance is really pale and transparent, and there is no emotion in the cold.

Ling Xiang thought about going over to help, but thinking of the man's indifferent eyes just now, she frowned and bit her lip, then took out the tissue in her pocket for a long time before walking over tremblingly.

"I'll wipe your sweat for you......" she whispered, taking a deep breath before leaning the tissue towards the man's forehead.

But before he could get closer, the man raised his eyes coldly, and then reached out and knocked her arm down.

"Get out."

He said coldly, although his tone was not particularly forceful, but it was impossible to ignore.

Ling Xiangsi silently took back the tissue, and no longer forced, but stood there silently, neither leaving nor speaking.

For a person like him, his self-esteem is extremely heavy, and he must not be able to accept it when he walks with the help of others.

Seeing that she refused to leave, the man sneered, and after sitting down on the sofa, he gradually gasped for breath, and then turned on the TV without saying a word.

Like Huo Yunzhao, his first choice was also the financial channel.

Ling Xiangsi had watched it a few times with Huo Yunzhao, although she felt bored, it was not too boring, and the faces that often appeared in it, she could recognize a few if she carefully identified them.

The man looked at it seriously, and his eyes couldn't take his eyes off it, only his thin lips kept trembling slightly.

After a long bang, he picked up the remote control and slammed it to the ground.

I only heard a "bang", and the remote control suddenly fell apart.

Ling Xiangsi was taken aback, and her face turned slightly pale.

This patient, indeed, has a strange temperament as Manager Liu said.

"Go pour me a glass of water." The man's indifferent tone did not change, and he did not even look at her.

Ling Xiangsi replied lightly, silently poured a glass of water and put it in front of the man.

Fortunately, she had the experience of being called by Huo Yunzhao's neuropath, and now in the face of this man, she didn't feel too uncomfortable except for feeling a little uncomfortable...... At most, I will occasionally be bewitched by beauty.

A man is very serious when he does the same thing, and nothing in the outside world can affect him.

It's just that he will lose his temper when he does it, and then order Ling Xiangsi to do this and that, completely like a moody pervert.

It wasn't until lunch at noon that the man's moodiness improved a little, and he ate his lunch quietly, and didn't call her too much.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Xiangsi was leaning on the sofa and was a little drowsy, but the man suddenly spoke and woke her up.

"Bring the wheelchair."

Because she asked the maid, Ling Xiangsi quickly brought the wheelchair over.

In the morning, because he was struggling with crutches, Ling Xiangsi thought that this man didn't like wheelchairs, but he didn't expect it......

"Help me up." The man commanded coldly, his voice still without the slightest emotion.

Ling Xiangsi was stunned, as if she didn't expect that this man would be willing to let her get close to him.

After being in a trance for two or three seconds, she reacted, and then hurriedly and carefully helped the man into a wheelchair.

"Young Master Liang, where are you going?"

Standing behind the wheelchair, looking at the man's cold and handsome side face, Ling Xiangsi asked in a low voice.

The man didn't speak at first, and only after a long time did he say with a blank face, "Go to the garden." ”

Ling Xiangsi replied lightly, pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the garden.

Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, there was also a special wheelchair access in the villa, so Ling Xiangsi didn't have much effort to push him to the garden.

As autumn approaches, the green leaves in the garden are gradually falling and then slowly turning yellow.

In the middle of the garden, there is a super cute double swing, or the seat-type kind, which is wrapped with garlands and cards, Ling Xiangsi can vaguely see that on the card, there seems to be a photo of a man and a woman.

According to the development of romance idol dramas, this man with a strange temperament should not be hurt by love, so he ......

Ling Xiangsi couldn't help but glance at him, and his brain suddenly couldn't stop radiating out.

The man sat in a wheelchair and looked at the swing for a long time without letting go.

Until Ling Xiangsi couldn't help but sneeze.

"Let's go back." He didn't look back, only said coldly, and his tone was unconsciously mixed with a little imperceptible loneliness.

"Young Master Liang doesn't want to swing? I can help push ......" Ling Xiangsi glanced at him in surprise, with doubts in his eyes.

According to the normal plot, shouldn't the male protagonist ask to sit on the swing at this time, and then start reminiscing about the bits and pieces with the female protagonist?

"Swing ......" the man smiled coldly at himself, but he responded unexpectedly.

"Then you push me and take me there."

Ling Xiangsi was stunned again, and then hurriedly pushed him over, and then helped him to sit on the swing.

Although the process was not easy, fortunately, the man didn't say anything, only stretched out his slender fingers to caress the swing rope, with a faint trace of nostalgia and concern in his eyes.

Ling Xiangsi is still very interested in the work of pushing people to swing, when she was a child, before she followed Zhou Xianglan into the Wei family, she would also swing in her yard, at that time was very leisurely, and everything had not happened.

Gently swaying the swing, Ling Xiangsi's strength was not large, only enough for the man to slowly and leisurely sway back and forth.

The gentle breeze swept across the man's face, making him unable to help but relax, but he was still indifferent.

It was dangling until Ling Xiangsi's arm was about to break, and the man was merciful enough to let her go.

When pushing the wheelchair back to the living room, the man's attitude was obviously much better, and he no longer ordered her to do things in a moody manner, although his face was still expressionless, but he was not too resistant to her words.

Ling Xiangsi felt that she had taken a big step, and when she finished working for three days, she would be able to get nearly two months' salary, and at that time, she and Zhou Xianglan's life would not have to be tight.

In the evening, Ling Xiangsi got off work on time and finally spent the first day safely.