Qin Weitao is a young master born with a golden key. He has been accustomed to being served by servants since he was a child, but now he is willing to serve the one he loves.
If the servants saw it, they would definitely be surprised.
"In the past, you were always used to drinking soup before meals. Today I asked the kitchen to simmer Angelica, Red Dates and Pork Ribs Soup. Give it a try. How does it taste?" Qin Weitao picked up half a spoonful of soup and blew it to warm it before feeding it to her mouth. .
Lin Kemei frowned and subconsciously said, "I don't want to drink."
¡°Take a few sips, it¡¯s appetizing and nourishing.¡± Qin Weitao advised in a low voice.
"I really don't want to drink." Lin Kemei said again.
Qin Weitao observed her expression carefully and saw that she looked impatient and irritable, so he simply put the soup bowl aside and stopped forcing her.
"Okay, if we don't want to drink soup, let's just eat." Qin Weitao suggested on his own initiative.
After saying that, he picked up a rice bowl, scooped out a spoonful of rice, and handed it to Lin Kemei's mouth again.
"I can eat it myself!" Lin Kemei frowned and looked at him. She had hands and feet and was free from illness and disaster. He really didn't need him to feed her personally.
Qin Weitao looked back at her steadily, hesitated for a long time, and finally put down his job.
"Okay, you can eat it yourself. You can pick up whatever you want. The dishes in the kitchen today are all your favorite dishes." He said with a low smile.
Lin Kemei raised her eyes and looked over, and sure enough she found that the small dining table was full of her favorite dishes.
Qin Weitao has been sitting by her bed and hasn't left. It seems that she refuses to eat, so he won't leave for the time being.
Lin Kemei had no choice but to pick up her rice bowl, chopsticks, and start eating.
She was indeed a little hungry, but she really didn¡¯t want to face Qin Weitao, so she said she had no appetite.
Lin Kemei was eating when Qin Weitao's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Cai'er came to see you today?"
Lin Kemei paused for a moment, but did not answer his words.
She knew that the bodyguards and servants in the villa would definitely report her every move to Qin Weitao.
"It's impossible for them not to report such a big thing as Zhang Caier's visit."
"I know you must be bored when you are always alone in the room and want to find someone to chat with. How about I call Cai'er later and ask her to come over and chat with you every day?" Qin Weitao sat on the edge of the bed. He stared at her and asked after hearing the voice.
Lin Kemei was happy in her heart, but remained calm on the surface.
"Cai'er also has her own job. How can she chat with me every day? If you really don't want me to be bored, you should let me go as soon as possible!" Lin Kemei said coldly.
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She finished speaking, but Qin Weitao's response was not heard for a long time.
The corners of Lin Kemei's mouth curved in a sarcastic arc.
She knew it would be like this.
Qin Weitao still doesn't want to let her go!
Lin Kemei closed her eyes and gritted her teeth secretly.
She has had enough of being manipulated by others, and she must leave him.
"I'm full!" Lin Kemei put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands with a cold expression.
"I'll ask my servants to come and take care of it." Qin Wei Taojun said in a low voice with no emotion visible on his face.
He turned around and left first. Lin Kemei looked at his back and couldn't help but frown.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was still tense.
Lin Kemei sat alone on the bedside for a while. The servants came in to clear away the dishes and clean the bedroom.
She was holding a book and reading it on the bedside.
A few hours later, Lin Kemei looked at the time and it was almost time to rest.
Qin Weitao will probably walk into her room soon.
Lin Kemei didn¡¯t want to see him, so she lay down on the bed and hid under the quilt.
There was only a dimly lit wall lamp left in the bedroom. Not long after, Qin Weitao opened the door and slid the wheelchair in again.
He became even more irritable when he saw Lin Kemei lying on the bed with her back to him without saying a word.
These days, they have always been getting along so unpleasantly.
But even so, he would rather choose this than losing her.
Without saying anything else, Qin Weitao turned off the wall lamp beside the bed, and the bedroom suddenly fell into darkness.
He just sat in the wheelchair beside the bed with her and spent the whole night in the wheelchair.
Lin Kemei was in a gloomy mood and had no sleepiness at all.
? ???The current relationship with Qin Weitao is not what she wants at all.
I always feel like I am under his close surveillance.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
Lin Kemei didn¡¯t know that while she was suffering from insomnia, Qin Weitao had also been unable to sleep.
Why would he want to do this to her?
If she hadn¡¯t always rejected him and wanted to go back to another man, things shouldn¡¯t have been like this between them.
He also wanted to give her a certain amount of space, just like in the past two years, they slept in separate rooms and he never entered her room to disturb her.
But even if he gave her such a large amount of respect and freedom, she still had to leave him.
He is now forced to do something helpless.
Why can¡¯t she understand his heart?
Qin Weitao sighed, feeling infinite pain in his heart.
Images of her getting along with other men pop up in my mind from time to time.
That will make him crazy with jealousy!
If his legs were not disabled, he would have made her his woman long ago, and they might not have reached this point.
But now, with such a broken self, how can I compete with Yan Ziyi?
Qin Weitao was in a state of emotional torment.
He didn¡¯t know what Lin Kemei was thinking about while lying on the bed. Not long after, he heard her sigh softly.
His heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to comfort her.
The long arm stretched out naturally, but stopped a second before it was about to touch Lin Kemei.
¡°That¡¯s all, she won¡¯t like it, and she doesn¡¯t want to force him.
So be it.
Qin Weitao sat in the wheelchair and closed his eyes.
Another night has passed.
This morning, before Qin Weitao and Lin Kemei got up, there was a sudden loud knocking on the door.
Who dares to knock on the door so early in the morning?
"Qin Weitao, come out!" A powerful roar came from outside the door.
He sounded like an old man.
Could it be Mr. Qin?
Sure enough, Qin Weitao opened the door and saw that the person standing outside the door was his grandfather, Mr. Qin.
"Grandpa, when did you return to China? Why didn't you tell me? So I could pick you up personally." Qin Weitao closed the door and said happily when he looked at his grandfather who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Mr. Qin¡¯s eyes fell on his legs, his eyes shrank sharply, and he shouted in horror: "Your legsyour legs are indeed"
"It's okay, Grandpa, aren't I still fine?" Qin Weitao smiled carelessly, with an indifferent expression.
"What's good? You still call it good, but you're already lame!" Mr. Qin was leaning on a cane, and his voice was trembling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com