After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

The next morning, sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the dining table, adding a bit of warmth to the dining room.

Zhang Liang and others were already sitting around the table, ready to have breakfast.

However, when Zhang Liang saw Wang Yuehan walking towards him, he was stunned, as if time had stopped at this moment.

His mind couldn't help but recall the embarrassing scene last night, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

Zhang Liang didn't know what to say and could only stare at Wang Yuehan blankly.

When Wang Yuehan saw Zhang Liang, he also remembered the embarrassing scene last night.

Her face turned red instantly and her lips pursed slightly, as if she was trying to hide her inner shyness and uneasiness.

Wang Yuehan lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Zhang Liang's eyes, and just walked towards the dining table silently.

Qin Youlan looked at the two people standing there in a daze, her brows slightly furrowed.

She didn't understand why they suddenly became so reserved, so she said, "Uncle, Sister Yuehan, what are you all doing standing there? Come and have breakfast!"

After hearing Qin Youlan's words, Zhang Liang and Wang Yuehan came to their senses.

They nodded and walked towards the dining table. Zhang Liang had originally planned to sit farther away to avoid further embarrassment.

But unexpectedly, Qin Youlan and the other three moved faster, leaving only two spaces close to each other for them.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang paused.

He didn't want others to notice anything unusual, so he sat down.

Although Zhang Liang tried his best to remain calm, the tension in his heart could not be completely dissipated.

After Wang Yuehan saw Zhang Liang sit down, he also sat down next to him with a tense body.

At this time, Zhao Ruoruo had already filled a bowl of porridge. She gently handed the bowl to Zhang Liang and said softly, "Uncle, please pass this bowl of porridge to Sister Yuehan."

Hearing Zhao Ruoruo's words, Zhang Liang took the bowl of hot porridge and handed it to Wang Yuehan carefully.

Just as Wang Yuehan was about to take the bowl of porridge, their hands suddenly touched each other.

Under normal circumstances, such contact might not have attracted much attention, but what happened yesterday made this moment particularly sensitive.

Wang Yuehan felt the warmth of Zhang Liang's fingers and felt a panic in her heart. She quickly pulled her hand back as if she had been scalded.

Her movements seemed a bit abrupt and unnatural, which made Zhong Shu frown.

"What's wrong, Yuehan?"

Zhong Shu asked with concern, a hint of worry in her voice.

Wang Yuehan did not answer immediately. She lowered her head, not daring to look Zhong Shu in the eye.

Her heartbeat quickened and her cheeks grew slightly hot, as if she were trying to calm herself down.

She knew her reaction was too intense, but she just couldn't stop herself from thinking about what happened yesterday.

Zhang Liang noticed Wang Yuehan's unnatural reaction and quickly made up a white lie.

He turned to Zhong Shu and explained in a relaxed tone: "It's nothing, sister-in-law, maybe because the bowl of porridge was a little hot, so sister-in-law Yuehan accidentally got burned and withdrew her hand."

After saying this, Zhang Liang gently placed the bowl of porridge in front of Wang Yuehan and said to her with a warm smile, "Sister-in-law, be careful of the heat! It would be bad if your delicate hands were burned."

His eyes were full of concern and consideration, and he tried to ease Wang Yuehan's embarrassment through this small gesture.

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, Zhong Shu felt a warm feeling in her heart. She knew very well that Zhang Liang was helping Wang Yuehan out of trouble.

Her heart was filled with emotion and a little bit of throbbing.

He looked at Zhang Liang gratefully, then smiled gently.

Qin Youlan and others also heard Zhang Liang's explanation, and the doubts in their hearts gradually dissipated.

Qin Youlan smiled and said to Wang Yuehan, "Yuehan, be careful next time and don't be so reckless. It would be bad if you get burned."

After hearing Qin Youlan's words, Wang Yuehan forced a smile on his face and nodded to express his gratitude.

She tried to appear more composed.

However, Zhao Ruoruo frowned, because she clearly remembered that when she handed over the bowl of porridge, it was not actually hot.

She couldn't help but wonder: Why did Zhang Liang say that? It felt like he was defending Wang Yuehan.

After getting over that little incident, Zhang Liang sat down with everyone else and started having breakfast.

Wang Yuehan sat next to Zhang Liang and inadvertently caught a masculine scent from him. Her heart beat faster involuntarily, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her emotions were complicated.

Realizing that staying here would only make the atmosphere more tense, Zhang Liang quickly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and then put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Then he smiled and said to Qin Youlan and the others, "Sisters-in-law, I'm full. Please enjoy your meal slowly. I'll go take care of some official business first."

His tone was light, trying not to draw too much attention.

Upon hearing this, Qin Youlan and the others put down their cutlery, looked up at Zhang Liang with concern, and asked, "Uncle, is there something urgent? You don't seem to have eaten much. Are you feeling unwell?"

Their eyes were full of worry. After all, considering Zhang Liang's age and physique, such an appetite was indeed abnormal.

Zhang Liang quickly waved his hands and explained, "Don't worry, sisters-in-law. It's mainly because I had dinner late last night, so my appetite isn't very good now."

After hearing this, Zhong Shu stood up and said with concern, "Then pack a few buns to take with you. You can eat some when you are hungry."

But Zhang Liang declined again, waving his hand gently and saying, "No need to bother, sister-in-law. I'm not hungry yet. I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, he stood up and left the dining room with brisk steps.

Wang Yuehan quietly looked at Zhang Liang's gradually receding back, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

She pursed her lips lightly, feeling mixed emotions.

Wang Yuehan knew that the reason why Zhang Liang hurriedly finished a few mouthfuls of porridge and left was to avoid making the atmosphere more awkward.

Thinking of this, a faint sadness welled up in her heart. If she had married Zhang Liang, would everything be different?

As soon as this thought appeared, Wang Yuehan quickly suppressed it, leaving only a soft sigh, which seemed particularly clear in this quiet morning.

After Qin Youlan and the others exchanged complicated glances, they withdrew their gaze from Zhang Liang, who had disappeared, and turned to Wang Yuehan, who looked a little lost beside him.

They didn't need to say much to each other, they could feel an indescribable emotion in the air, a subtle hint of jealousy or envy.

Faced with such a delicate situation, Qin Youlan was the first to break the silence: "Everyone, stop looking. If you don't eat now, your breakfast will get cold!"

There was a hint of lightness in his tone, trying to use this method to ease the slightly heavy atmosphere at the scene.

After hearing these words, Wang Yuehan slowly came back to his senses, forced a smile, and started enjoying the food in front of him again with everyone else.