Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Gao Xiaolan, Gao Fei's 15-year-old daughter, was sexually assaulted and disabled by Han Ye as a child. When she first heard the news of Han Ye's death, her once gloomy world became as colorful as a painting. Her father received a promotion because of this incident, and she began to dress up. She specifically asked her father to carry him out of the room. She wanted to paint this familiar courtyard, and later find a similar one when she returned to her father's place of work.

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Dong Dazhuang stood at the door and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, the things are here!"

Zhang Jingwei in the house heard the shouting and responded, "Then carry him in quickly!" His tone revealed a hint of urgency and expectation.

Dong Dazhuang quickly unloaded an object covered tightly with red cloth from the rickshaw. The object looked quite heavy, and Dong Dazhuang took some effort to put it safely on the ground.

Xiaolan, who was standing by, came over curiously and asked softly, "What is this?" She blinked her big watery eyes, her face full of confusion.

At that moment, Zhang Jingwei strode over and pulled back the red cloth. Instantly, an exquisitely crafted wheelchair appeared before everyone's eyes. The wheelchair was meticulously crafted, with the wood grain clearly visible. Every detail was meticulously crafted, exuding an air of elegance.

Originally, Zhang Jingwei had planned to push the wheelchair himself. However, when he actually tried to push it, he found the wooden wheelchair much heavier than he had imagined, completely beyond his ability. Just when he felt a bit overwhelmed, he fortunately met Dong Dazhuang along the way. Dong Dazhuang not only enthusiastically helped load the wheelchair onto a rickshaw, but also took the trouble to deliver it to Gao Fei's home.

Zhang Jingwei looked at the wheelchair in front of him, smiled and said to Xiaolan, "I really can't think of a better gift to give you. After thinking about it, I think this wheelchair may make your movements more convenient." His words were full of sincerity and care.

After hearing this, Xiaolan blushed and whispered, "Mr. Zhang, you're really worried about me. Actually, I had a wheelchair before, but I didn't want to go out and see people at that time, so I kept it unused."

Zhang Jingwei shook his head slightly and said gently: "My wheelchair is different... How about I hold you and let you sit on it and try it?" After that, he stretched out his arms to Xiaolan, his eyes full of concern and care.

Xiaolan nodded slightly and replied shyly, "Yeah."

So, Zhang Jingwei carefully picked up Xiaolan and gently placed her in the wheelchair. At that moment, the two were so close that their breaths seemed to blend together, and the air was filled with a faint atmosphere of ambiguity.

"The push ring on the outside can push the wheelchair forward by itself. You see, you don't need to use too much force to move it! And the pull rod next to it is the brake. As long as you pull it back gently, it will stop steadily..." Zhang Jingwei explained the various functions of the wheelchair to her in detail with a beaming smile.

After slowly driving around the spacious yard twice, the clever Xiaolan quickly mastered the skills of operating the wheelchair. Her cute little face was now full of excitement and happiness.

She raised her head and said to Zhang Jingwei with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I like this wheelchair very much!"

Zhang Jingwei looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "It seems like the weather is very sunny today. How about I push you outside for a walk?"

Xiaolan couldn't help but look troubled after hearing this. After hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "This... I'm afraid it's not a good idea. If you take me out like this, if others see us, they'll inevitably gossip about us."

Zhang Jingwei waved his hand nonchalantly, saying calmly, "It's okay, don't worry about that. I don't care about gossip! After all, I've tasted the saltiest food, so what does this little gossip mean?"

Xiaolan was still a little worried, and after thinking for a while, she suggested: "How about I wear a veil to cover my face..."

Zhang Jingwei quickly shook his head and said, "Oh, no, no! You are so beautiful, why do you want to hide your beauty? It will be much better if you show it off!"

Xiaolan lowered her head slightly and said shyly, "I've actually rarely seen outsiders since I was a child."

Zhang Jingwei immediately made a decision upon hearing this: "That's absolutely not possible. We need to get out and walk around more! Come on, let me push you around!"

Xiaolan blushed and nodded, saying softly, "Yeah."

So Zhang Jingwei happily pushed Xiaolan out of the yard.

Zhang Jingwei pushed Xiaolan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and slowly strolled around the Dongfang Market. When they arrived at the entrance of Taobaozhai, the shopkeepers inside greeted them warmly.

"Master Zhang! Oh, this young lady is so pretty. Come and see our new watercolors!"

"Master Zhang, I just got a batch of folding fans."

"Master Zhang, these are new products from the Western Regions, and the prices are absolutely fair!"

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Finally, Xiaolan stood before a dazzling array of calligraphy and painting shops, her eyes wandering among the various paints. After careful consideration, she finally selected a few favorite colors. However, just as she was about to leave, she passed by a jewelry store and an exquisite pearl hairpin caught her eye.

The pearl hairpin was unique in shape, inlaid with sparkling gemstones, and radiated a charming light. Xiaolan couldn't help but take a second look at it, her heart filled with love.

However, she had already bought the paint, and the red hairpin was very expensive. In the end, Xiaolan gave up the idea of ​​buying the pearl hairpin and left Taobao with the selected paint.

Back home, Xiaolan's face was filled with a satisfied smile. She carefully placed the paint on the table and was about to start sorting it out when Zhang Jingwei suddenly walked in. He was holding a bundle and handed it to Xiaolan mysteriously. Xiaolan took the bundle curiously and opened it. Inside was a soft and warm fur.

Zhang Jingwei smiled and said, "Although this mink fur is not useful now, it will be very useful when winter comes. It will keep you warm!"

After hearing this, Xiaolan quickly waved her hand and refused, "This is really too expensive. I really can't accept it!"

Zhang Jingwei said nonchalantly, "It's okay. This is just a small token of my appreciation. And..." He then pulled a small, exquisite box from his sleeve and gently opened the lid, revealing the red hairpin Xiaolan had previously chosen. "I just saw you staring at this hairpin for a long time. I thought you must like it, so I took the initiative to buy it for you. I hope you like it."