The environment at Yandong Garden is very nice, filled with various flowers, plants, and trees, with fresh air and the fragrance of flowers carried by the birdsong.
The sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of light and shadow, warming the body and feeling very comfortable.
Liu Zhiying sits in a wheelchair, pushed by Liu Zhiya, the two sisters chatting sporadically, enjoying this rare leisurely afternoon.
"Sister, Brother Cheng treats you so well," Liu Zhiya said enviously.
They arrived at a small garden and stopped.
Liu Zhiying pursed her lips and asked, "Xiao Ya, do you know if Brother Cheng has other women?"
Liu Zhiya was stunned for half a second, looking into those clear eyes, "Sister, why would you ask that?"
"Today, Mr. Chen mentioned a Miss Xiao."
Liu Zhiya answered, "Miss Xiao should be Brother Cheng's wife."
"Wife? Are they married?" Liu Zhiying was very nervous.
