Mama Zhang, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise, wiped his hands on his apron, and walked out quickly.
"Young Master, you're awake."
"Yeah." Huo Sihan pulled away the blanket that had been covered at some point and responded softly with a blank look in his eyes.
Mama Zhang hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Young Master, do you... miss your wife?"
She woke up early in the morning and was about to go to the kitchen when she suddenly found that such a tall man as Young Master was holding the former wife's favorite pillow in his arms, curled up in the corner of the sofa and sleeping deeply without even a blanket.
"What?" Huo Sihan is not completely awake yet, and his reaction is still a little slow.
Mama Zhang looked at Young Master who had no energy, sighed in his heart, and said:
"Young Master, Madam will definitely come back. She likes you so much that she won't be willing to leave. Something must have delayed her and she couldn't come back for a while."
Huo Sihan was stunned. "She... likes me?"
Why do they all say that she likes him?
Butler Lu said so, and Mama Zhang also thought so.
But he didn't know what was good about him at all, and he didn't feel that she liked him at all.
No, maybe it's because he has never cared about people in his heart, so he has never cared about 'like', something that he considers superfluous.
"Yes, Madam likes Young Master very much. She even learned cooking from me specifically for 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 must learn."
Mama Zhang sighed again, with a little regret in his eyes.
It's a pity that Young Master has always been cold. He treats his wife the same as he treats other strangers. There is no big difference.
Everyone gets tired, no matter how good-natured or cheerful the wife is, she will eventually get tired.
Recently, I experienced a car accident, and my mother suddenly died of illness. It was probably a big blow, and it is normal for me to choose to leave.
However, she didn't feel that Young Master really had no feelings for Madam at all.
After my wife had a car accident, Young Master stayed at the hospital day and night, sometimes looking like she had lost her soul.
When she went to the hospital to deliver meals, she always had to call him several times before he could hear her.
"By the way, Madam heard that Young Master likes Western food and pastries, so she went to register for a class and learned all kinds of Western pastries and Western food."
"I once told her that Young Master you are just too busy at work and don't like to talk much. You didn't mean to be so cold to her. She was very considerate and said she understood and wouldn't mind."
"Sure enough, what I said is right. Young Master also likes Madam. If Madam knows about it, she will definitely be very happy."
Mama Zhang's eyes fell on the pillow in his arms, with a slightly relieved look on his face.
After Huo Sihan heard her say that she also liked Su Qiao, her ears suddenly felt hot.
He pursed his lips, stood up, and patted the pillow in his hand:
"This thing fell behind the sofa. I didn't clean it up yesterday. I just picked it up."
After saying that, he handed the pillow to her. "Put it away in the storage room."
"Oh, okay." Mama Zhang took it blankly, and she didn't react until Young Master went upstairs.
Young Master Are you... sorry?
The sanitation at home is cleaned by the servants. Who dares to leave the pillow on the floor?
*
Late at night the next day, Huo Sihan came home smelling of alcohol.
The two brothers Butler Lu and Yu Hao Yu Kun helped him together, but they almost failed to hold him steady.
As soon as he entered the hall door, he pushed the two people away forcefully and staggered around in the hall with his face flushed.
"Where are the people? Where are the people?"