Three peaceful months passed as if they were merely three days.
With the threat from the Gong Family gone and Ning Mengyao's own strength improved, she no longer had anything to hide.
Every day, Ning Mengyao would push Lin Fan's wheelchair to the company.
After handling everything, she would take him out for recreation nearby.
Whether it was the seaside or the park, one could always see a graceful woman pushing her husband in a wheelchair.
While others admired her, they also lamented her misfortune.
"Beauty, you're so pretty, it's such a pity to be matched with this crippled husband."
On the riverside road, several sports cars suddenly stopped.
After the windows rolled down, a man in his thirties leaned out, looking at Ning Mengyao.
However, she didn't pay any attention to such teasing.
She continued to push the wheelchair, walking forward step by step.
"Hey, are you deaf or something? Didn't you hear this young master calling you?"
