Aunt Zhang, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise, wiped her hands on her apron, and quickly walked out.
"Master, you are awake."
"Yeah." Huo Sihan pulled away the blanket that had covered him at some point, and responded lightly with a dazed look in his eyes.
Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Master, are you... thinking about your wife?"
She woke up early in the morning and was about to go to the kitchen when she suddenly discovered that the young master, such a tall man, was actually holding the mistress's favorite pillow in his arms, curled up in a corner of the sofa and sleeping soundly without even a blanket covering him.
"What?" Huo Sihan was not fully awake yet and his reaction was a little slow.
Aunt Zhang looked at the spiritless young master, sighed in her heart, and said comfortingly:
"Master, the Madam will definitely come back. She loves you so much, she will definitely not be willing to leave. She must have been delayed by something and couldn't come back for a while."
Huo Sihan was stunned: "She... likes me?"
Why do they all say that she likes herself
This is what Butler Lu said, and Aunt Zhang also thought so.
But he had no idea what was good about himself, and he didn't feel that she liked him at all.
No, maybe it's because he never took people to heart, so he never cared about "liking" which he thought was unnecessary.
"Yes, Madam likes the young master very much. She even learned to cook from me for the young master. When she first started learning, she often burned her hands. I advised her not to work so hard, but she refused to listen and insisted on learning."
Aunt Zhang sighed again, with a hint of regret in her eyes.
Unfortunately, the young master has always been very cold, and treats his wife the same way as he treats other strangers, with not much difference.
Everyone gets tired. No matter how good-tempered and cheerful your wife is, she will eventually get tired.
I recently had a car accident and my mother suddenly passed away due to illness. It must have been a huge blow to me, so it was normal for me to choose to leave.
However, she didn't think that the young master really had no feelings for the lady.
After his wife had a car accident, the young master stayed in the hospital day and night, sometimes looking like he had lost his soul.
When she went to the hospital to deliver meals, she had to call him several times before he could hear her.
"By the way, Madam heard that the young master likes Western food and pastries, so she specially signed up for classes and learned all kinds of Western pastries and Western food."
"I once told her that you were just too busy with work and didn't like to talk much, and you weren't being so cold to her on purpose. She was very understanding and said she understood and didn't mind."
"Sure enough, I was right. The young master also likes Madam. If Madam knew, she would be very happy."
Aunt Zhang's eyes fell on the pillow in his arms, with a look of slight relief.
When Huo Sihan heard her say that he also liked Su Qiao, his ears suddenly felt hot.
She pursed her lips, stood up, and patted the pillow in her hand:
"This thing fell behind the sofa and was not cleaned up yesterday. I just picked it up."
Then, he handed her the pillow and said, "Put it in the storage room."
"Oh, okay." Aunt Zhang took it in a daze. She only reacted after the young master went upstairs.
Young Master, are you... sorry
The house is cleaned by the servants, who would dare to leave a pillow on the floor
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Late the next night, Huo Sihan returned home reeking of alcohol.
Butler Lu and brothers Yu Hao and Yu Kun tried to help him up, but they almost couldn't hold him steady.
As soon as he entered the hall, he pushed the two people away and staggered around the hall with a red face.
"Where are the people? Where are the people?"