After breakfast, Liang Zhihuan and Fu Ang left the private room together.
When walking through the corridor, Liang Zhihuan suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?" Fu Ang looked at Liang Zhihuan.
Liang Zhihuan looked at one place, her eyes overflowing with complicated emotions. She came back to her senses after Fu Ang called her several times. "No...it's nothing. Let's go."
Fu Ang's eyes settled and he didn't ask any further questions.
When they arrived at Liang Mansion, Liang Zhihuan wanted to get off the car at the gate, but Fu Ang insisted on driving in because her leg was injured and it was inconvenient.
Although the injury on her leg was not minor, it was not so serious that she could not walk. But Fu Ang insisted that Liang Zhihuan was not willing to argue about this matter.
The car drove into Liang Mansion and stopped on the front porch. Liang Zhihuan thanked Fu Ang and got out of the car.
Liang Zhihuan just opened the door and was met by Yang Jiao. Her gentle little face suddenly lost all emotion. "Zhihuan, you didn't come back last night. Grandpa and second aunt are looking for you." Yang Jiao's face was proud.
Liang Zhihuan didn't answer. She was about to close the door and walk in when suddenly.
"Fu Ang?"
Fu Ang followed him at some point, and the edge of his wheelchair happened to be against the door that Liang Zhihuan was about to close.
"Mr. Fu..." Yang Jiao was a little surprised when she saw Fu Ang, but she felt even more guilty after meeting Fu Ang's gaze.
"How did you..." Liang Zhihuan saw that Fu Ang was still carrying a bag of things.
"Our marriage has been decided, but I haven't officially visited the elders yet. Today is the right day," Fu Ang said.
"But……"
"Isn't it possible?" Fu Ang looked at Liang Zhihuan and his voice became softer.
Liang Zhihuan didn't know what kind of medicine Fu Ang sold in his gourd. Even if he wanted to visit, it shouldn't be so sudden. He didn't say anything to her.
But now that Fu Angren has arrived and his words have been spoken, she can't resist.
Fu Ang's arrival surprised everyone in the Liang family.
Liang Zhihuan held the tea cup and sipped the tea in the cup. The corner of his eye fell on Fu Ang, who spoke well and behaved well.
After Fu Ang and the old man chatted for a while, the old man raised his eyes and looked at Liang Zhihuan, and then said with a smile: "Zhihuan, this is the first time for young master to come to our house. You can accompany him so that he can look around."
"Okay." Liang Zhihuan stood up in response. Fu Ang glanced sideways, his eyes fell on Liang Zhihuan's legs and asked softly: "Does the leg still hurt? If it still hurts, don't force it."
Liang Zhihuan shook his head subconsciously. The old man looked at the two of them with some confusion, "What happened to Zhihuan's leg?"
"No..." Liang Zhihuan was about to explain, but Fu Ang took over her words first, "Her leg was injured. It was said that she accidentally knocked it, but I think the injury was not serious. If it was really a bruise, then
It’s really careless.”
Fu Ang's voice was gentle, and it sounded like he was just stating the facts, but it invisibly put pressure on people. The old man subconsciously glanced at the people around him. Then he smiled and said: "This girl Zhihuan has such a temperament, she is always careless...
"After the old man said this, he gave Liang Zhihuan some caring words.
Liang Shanghua, who rarely spoke, also followed the old man's words and gave Liang Zhihuan a few words of advice.
In the garden, Liang Zhihuan was pushing a wheelchair while talking to Fu Ang about the many types of vegetation in the garden.
"Speaking of which, Grandpa Liang likes some of the flowers and plants here, and some of them like Aunt Liang. So which one do you like?" Fu Ang asked.
Liang Zhihuan looked at the bright flowers and plants in front of him, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "There are no flowers and plants that I like here."