Liang Zhihuan's eyes widened subconsciously and his mouth curled up, "If the servants know your habits, it's better to ask them to come."
"You will gradually get used to it as you get to know it. Practice makes perfect." Fu Ang said.
Liang Zhihuan was speechless for a moment. Just when he was about to say something else, he saw Fu Ang already turning his wheelchair towards the bathroom.
Liang Zhihuan followed Fu Ang into the bathroom, took the towels and a change of clothes in for him, and placed them all on the small chair next to the bathtub.
"I'll help you in." She reached out to help Fu Ang, who was about to get up. Fu Ang looked down at the serious-looking little girl and allowed her to help him.
"I'm outside. If you need anything, just call me." Liang Zhihuan said.
"That's it?" Fu Ang whispered.
Liang Zhihuan's slender eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at him with some confusion. What else? After a moment, she suddenly realized what he meant, with a small face, she said, "You can do it yourself," and hurriedly walked out of the bathroom.
Fu Ang watched the little girl flee in a hurry, and the bathroom door was slammed shut, with a faint smile on his lips.
Liang Zhihuan was sitting on the sofa, holding her cell phone in her hand and typing quickly with her fingertips. Although her mind was on her cell phone, she was also paying attention to what was going on in the bathroom.
The three sisters were chatting and laughing in the WeChat group. Liang Zhihuan's eyes fell on Ji Yunong's joking words. He rolled his eyes and looked up towards the bathroom, with some thoughts in his eyes.
The sound of water running in the bathroom gradually stopped. After a while, the bathroom door opened and a man came out in a wheelchair. He looked around and saw a bright light not far away.
The little girl was tinkering with the computer with a serious look on her face.
Fu Ang watched without stepping forward to interrupt until the printer next to the computer made a sound and paper slowly came out of the printer port.
Liang Zhihuan picked it up and looked at it. There seemed to be a touch of satisfaction on her face. Suddenly, she felt a lot of eyes cast towards her. She raised her eyes and met Fu Ang's gaze not far away.
"What are you doing?" Fu Ang approached and asked.
Liang Zhihuan had no intention of hiding anything from Fu Ang, so he handed the printed matter to Fu Ang and expressed his thoughts.
Fu Ang listened patiently, his eyes fell on the paper in his hand, and he quickly read the content written on it.
This is an agreement.
"Mr. Fu has finished reading. If you think there is no problem, we will sign the agreement and the agreement will be reached. Then we will act according to the content of the agreement." Liang Zhihuan said as he took out a pen from the pen holder next to him and handed it to Fu Ang.
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"Signing the agreement on the wedding night, if you look around Haicheng, I'm afraid only Miss Liang San can do such a thing." Fu Ang said. This was ironic.
But Liang Zhihuan didn't care.
"If Mr. Fu has anything to add, we can discuss it."
Fu Ang stared at the agreement in his hand. The contents of the agreement were not excessive, but...
"Three years, Miss Liang set a time limit of three years?"
Liang Zhihuan nodded and thought for a while and explained: "In three years, I think the Fu Liangliang family should have achieved results. Even if we separate by then, it will not have any impact on the two families."
Three years was enough time for her to find out the matter.
It might not even take three years.
"Ms. Liang is so sure that there will be no impact at that time? If there are any changes in three years, what will Miss Liang plan to do?" Fu Ang asked.
"Change?" Liang Zhihuan's face showed a change, "You mean..."
"People's feelings will change in three years." Fu Ang said.
Liang Zhihuan suddenly realized, smiled and said to Fu Ang: "Mr. Fu, don't worry, what Mr. Fu is worried about will not happen, and I promise not to pester Mr. Fu." This chapter has been completed!