Sir, How About A Marriage

Heartbreak

Liang Zhou did not sleep the whole night, and Mu Qing did not return either. She curled up on the

couch, replaying each word Mu Chen had said. That night, it felt as though her heart had been diced

into bloody pieces. As the night passed, the excruciating pain she felt slowly numbed her.

It was early in the morning when streams of sunlight shone into the living room and the couch. Despite

the sunlight, Liang Zhou felt cold.

At this time, the helper, Xiao Yu, walked into the living room. She was taken back when she saw Liang

Zhou. She instinctively asked, “Madam, why are you sitting here so early in the morning?”

Liang Zhou looked at Xiao Yu in a daze. Her eyes were empty and lifeless.

Xiao Yu walked over and asked tentatively, “Madam, do you feel unwell?”

Liang Zhou could not control the tears that brimmed in her eyes at this moment. She did not expect the

only person to show concern toward her was Xiao Yu, the helper. After a moment, she tried to rise to

her feet to move her stiff body. However, after sitting the entire night, her legs had grown numb,

causing her to fall to the ground with a soft thud.

Xiao Yu was frightened out of her wits upon seeing this. “Madam? Madam? Are you alright? Did you

hurt yourself? Tell me where it hurts.”

Xiao Yu hurriedly reached out to help Liang Zhou up.

Liang Zhou held onto Xiao Yu, borrowing Xiao Yu’s strength to rise to her feet. She smiled bitterly as

she said, “My feet are numb.” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Xiao Yu helped Liang Zhou back to the couch before she kneeled by the couch and propped one of

Liang Zhou’s legs up to massage it for her. “Madam, just bear with the pain for a moment.