Mo Lingwei's voice seemed to have a magical power, which wiped out the resistance welling up in He Wenhao's heart.

He stared at the woman in front of him with heavy eyes, his eyes were slightly red.

Mo Lingwei was wearing a cheongsam, with a slim figure and a thick cloak on her body. She knelt on the cold ground and concentrated on putting the heavy prosthesis on for him.

He Wenhao looked at the extra silver-white feet on his legs, his eyes were filled with surprise and joy, and he asked in disbelief, "Can I really stand up again?"

Mo Lingwei stood up and supported his arm: "Of course, try standing up first."

He Wenhao put his arms on Mo Lingwei's shoulders, and with the strength in her hands, he tremblingly stood up from the wheelchair...

When Shinobi came in, he saw the young master, with the support of Miss Mo, leaning on a wooden stick, practicing walking with great difficulty. Beads of sweat oozed from his smooth forehead, but his eyes seemed to see the light of hope. , as bright as stars...

I couldn't help but have a sore nose and almost burst into tears.

Five years, a full five years.

What kind of life did the young master spend in the He family? If he hadn't met Mrs. Mo and Miss Mo, how long could the young master have survived with his weak body?

Maybe he was tortured to the point of madness before he became stronger.

Now the reputation of the young master of the He family is ruined, as long as the young master can stand up again, he will have a bright future.



Chu Yunyao came outside the gate of the He family's courtyard and did not encounter any troubles. She was led by the guards and went all the way to the He family's study without hindrance.

"Master Yun, please." The guards brought Chu Yunyao to the door of the study room, saluted, and turned to leave.

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Standing at the door, Chu Yunyao felt a little more apprehensive when she thought of the mechanism set up in the study.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but seeing that there was no movement inside, she stretched out her hand and pushed it, and the door opened.

Chu Yunyao looked at the back figure sitting in the chair, and walked in without noticing any danger.

"Master He, the business I talked to you last time, how much do you plan to price that batch of grain?" Chu Yunyao dragged a chair and sat down on the other side of the desk.

"Young Master Yun, come here without any problems." The chair turned around, revealing a pretty face, He Jingxian's eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be carefully made up appeared in Chu Yunyao's eyes.

Chu Yunyao frowned, and blurted out, "Why are you? Where's Master He?"

He Jingxian sat upright, with her back straight, her hands flat on the table, and she said with a faint smile, "My father is too busy to do anything. It's the same for Mr. Yun to talk to me about this small business."

In this way, part of the He family's business is indeed handed over to the second lady of the He family.

It doesn't matter who takes care of it, as long as He Jingxian can be the master.

Chu Yunyao was too lazy to go around in circles, and asked straightforwardly: "I think Miss He is clear about the content of my conversation with Master He last time, so please ask Miss He to make a price, how much is the rice, flour and grain per catty? "

He Jingxian smiled gently and pleasantly: "My father only told me that Mr. Yun wants to do business with us and buy some grain from the He family. As for the rest, I can make the decisions."

Chu Yunyao leaned back on the back of the chair, "Since this is the case, it's the best, and I don't want to waste each other's time. Second Miss He can directly ask for a price. If the price is moderate, it will be fine."

He Jingxian took a pen to write and draw on the paper, "Nowadays, the price of rice in the south is five times that in the north, so how about we get a compromise price, Mr. Yun pays three times the price, how about it?"