"Zhiluo, you're here too." Liang Yuanze's face still bore unhealed wounds, and a large area around his eye was bruised.
Tang Zhiluo glanced at him and felt quite pleased.
Deserved it!
Liang Yuanze set down the fruit, "I brought some fruit. Help yourselves to whatever you want."
After saying that, he naturally picked up a folding chair as if nothing had happened, and sat down in front of Tang Zhixian.
"Zhixian, how are you feeling?" he asked with utmost concern.
Tang Zhixian looked at him and sneered sarcastically.
Liang Yuanze said, "I was planning to hire a nurse for you, but who knew your brother would suddenly come home and beat me up like this. I was bedridden for three days and only today managed to muster the strength to get up. Zhixian, as soon as I was able, I came to see you..."
Tang Zhixian couldn't bother to listen to his litany of excuses and, after finishing her meal, said to Tang Zhiluo, "Zhiluo, help me lie down."