Love After Marriage (Edited MTL)

Chapter 4: You stay here with him

　　Liang Qihe just frowned when he saw Zhao Man walking over quickly and warned him in a low voice: "Your dad will be home soon. You should show off to him and don't make him angry again!"

　　Liang Qihe didn't answer, walked around her and sat down in front of the sofa in the living room: "I have already picked him up as you asked. He just has a fever. If he doesn't know how to change clothes, just ask the servant for help. I'm not a servant, I don’t know how to serve people.”

　　When he first got home yesterday, he looked tired. Zhao Man had indeed lied to him in order to get him back. She felt guilty, so he didn't pursue him. But today is different. After dinner last night, while Liang Qisheng went to see Lin Zhiyu off, Liang Weiyao was so angry that he slammed the table. He scolded Liang Qihe for being ignorant, and he was still like this after a year.

　　"You bastard!" Zhao Man also came to the sofa, as if she was afraid that Lin Zhiyu upstairs would hear it, and looked up at the direction of the stairs before she dared to continue: "You were not present at the wedding, and you haven't been married until now. You haven't gone home, and when the Lin family asked, it was Zhiyu who helped you. You are not such a heartless person, why do you have to treat him like this?"

　　Liang Qihe didn't want to argue with Zhao Man. He took out the cigarette from his pocket. Just as he was about to light it, Zhao Man snatched it away, crushed it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

　　"Why are you smoking at home! Zhiyu is coughing, so you can't..."

　　"mom."

　　Zhao Man's unfinished words were interrupted by a gentle cry. Zhao Man looked up and saw that Lin Zhiyu, who was supposed to go upstairs, was standing at the corner of the stairs again. She was still wearing the clothes she had just returned from. I haven't even taken off the mask.

　　Zhao Man thought that he might have heard the conversation between herself and Liang Qihe. He was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, when he saw Lin Zhiyu walking down and said: "My friend just informed me that the goldfish I found for my father has arrived. I will go get it now."

　　Zhao Man glanced at the clock: "Let's wait for another day, it's time to have dinner."

　　"But dad is very..."

　　"Stop it." Zhao Man decided for him and took his arm to go up the stairs again: "It's not important. You still have a fever. Go up and change clothes and lie down. I have already informed Dr. Liu.”

　　"Okay, I'll get it and send it over tomorrow." Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but cough a few times as he spoke. Zhao Man patted his back in distress and accompanied him upstairs.

　　As for Liang Qihe, he was once again left alone. Moreover, Lin Zhiyu never glanced at him.

　　Liang Qihe didn't care about Zhao Man's completely different attitude towards him and Lin Zhiyu. What he was most depressed about now was his cigarette! This cigarette was a brand he was used to smoking and was only available in Italy. He was in a hurry to come back this time and didn't make much preparation.

　　But he couldn't dig it out from the trash can anymore, so he had to turn on the TV and scroll through the channels in boredom. About twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang, and the servant went to open the door. Liang Qihe heard a respectful voice: "Master, young master," so he looked back.

　　Liang Weiyao and Liang Qisheng were both dressed in formal attire. Although the father and son were about twenty years apart, their tired expressions were similar. But compared to his father's gloomy expression when he saw him, his brother breathed a sigh of relief, put down his briefcase and walked towards him.