Han Kuang made himself comfortable on the bed while Han Shouzhen peeled an orange for him and said, "You'll stay in this room for a couple of days. Tomorrow, I'll get a room ready downstairs with my brother, and then you can move down."
The old man had injured his leg, and if he took a fall on the stairs again, that would be disastrous.
Han Kuang nodded; he was now especially compliant with his children.
"There's no need for you and Shouxin to bother. Dong Fei and I can handle it," Liu Yuzhi suddenly interjected, aiming to please.
Lately, Liu Yuzhi had come to understand that the old man was thoroughly disgusted with her, but she still had a son and grandson. Even if she couldn't get her hands on the inheritance that Gu Fangwei had hidden away, the old man would never leave Han Shouyi with nothing.
As for her, if the old man wanted to sour his face at her, so be it. It's not like he could divorce her anyway.
