I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Lan Zhi stopped, turned around to look at her, and smiled disdainfully.

"Besides tattling, what else can you do?"

"I……"

Yu Min was speechless for a moment. Yes, what else could she do besides complain?

She couldn't beat Lan Zhi in a fight.

She scolded him, but Lan Zhi wasn't angry.

If she goes to complain, her mother will scold her for being brave but reckless and impulsive.

She could only vent her anger by making sarcastic remarks, but today she was even beaten by Lan Zhi.

She bit her lip hard, her fingers gripping the handkerchief tightly, her heart filled with extreme hatred.

When Lan Zhi entered Wei Ming's room, Wei Ming's usually dull eyes suddenly emitted a strange light.

"Sister, you've arrived?"

He called her "sister," which was how Wei Ming addressed her. She wanted to correct him, but she didn't know how he should address her, so she simply let him be.

She came to the bedside and nodded gently.

"How are you feeling, Ming'er?"

"Sister, I feel so stuffy, could you please remove what's on my face?"

It has been exactly half a month since Ming'er was injured. Even if Ming'er doesn't say anything, she plans to remove the gauze from Ming'er's face.

However, she did not agree immediately. Instead, she looked at Ming'er and said seriously:

"I can help you remove the gauze from your face, but you have to promise me that you will listen to me from now on, no matter what."

Without a second thought, Wei Ming nodded.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, sister."

Lan Zhi smiled with satisfaction, then gestured for A Qi to watch over the doorway. She helped Wei Ming sit up and began to remove the gauze from his body.

She was very careful, and Wei Ming also kept his eyes tightly closed, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Only after removing the last piece of gauze did she gently comfort him with a smile:

"Ming'er, the injury on your face is healing very well. Although there are some small scars, they will gradually disappear."

As she spoke, she got up, went to the table, picked up a bronze mirror, and returned to Wei Ming.

"Look..."

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Wei Ming suddenly grinned.

"Sister, so this is what I look like. This little injury is nothing. It's okay if it doesn't disappear. I'm a man!"

Seeing his adorable and generous demeanor, Lan Zhi nodded with a pang of heartache.

"That's the best way to put it. By the way, would you like to go out for some fresh air?"

"May I?"

Wei Ming looked at her with a mixture of expectation and disbelief.

"Can I really go out?"

"Of course, right now you only have a chest injury. As long as you don't strain it or bump into something, you'll be fine. I'll help you up."

As she spoke, she went over and helped him up. When his legs touched the ground, she helped him put on his shoes and then helped him stand up.

As Wei Ming walked outside, he asked in a low voice:

"Sister, do I have a mother? Why haven't I seen her?"

This question made Lan Zhi feel sad.

He had a mother, but she had passed away.

She dared not tell him the truth, fearing that his injury, which had just healed, would be affected by sadness and grief, hindering its recovery.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.

"Of course you have a mother. Everyone has a mother. It's just that she's not by your side."

"Where did she go? Doesn't she miss me? Why doesn't she come back to see me?"

This question left Lan Zhi speechless once again.

She breathed a sigh of relief and spun another white lie.

"She and your father have some very important things to do. They've gone to a very far place. They'll come back when you grow up."

"a place far away?"

Wei Ming turned his face to look at her.

"Then what about me? Will you take care of me forever?"

Lan Zhi wanted to shake her head, but seeing the longing in his eyes, she couldn't bear to tell him the truth, so she could only nod.

"If you'd like, I can take care of you."

Wei Ming suddenly grinned.

“That’s great. I hate that woman who keeps making me call her little aunt. She’s so ugly and speaks so fiercely. Why should I call her little aunt? I should call her an old witch.”

Wei Ming was referring to Yu Min.

Ever since she returned to Jingxiang Garden, she would come to see Wei Ming from time to time. Wei Ming saw that she was young and called her sister, but she refused sternly and told him that he had to call her aunt.

She never liked Wei Ming, so when faced with Wei Ming who had lost his memory, she had no patience and was even a little annoyed. She often lectured Wei Ming in the manner of an elder, which made him quite dissatisfied. As a result, he didn't have much affection for Yu Min. The only person he trusted now was Lan Zhi.

Although Lan Zhi didn't like Yu Min either, she couldn't speak ill of her in front of Wei Ming, nor did she like talking badly about others behind their backs.

"You should call her Auntie, she's of a higher generation."

"Isn't she a princess? If she really is my aunt, then who am I? And who are my parents?"

The topic returned to his parents, and Lan Zhi quickly pushed open the door with one hand, looked up in the sunlight, and said:

"The autumn sun is so nice, let's go outside and soak up some sunshine!"

Wei Ming also forgot about the topic of his parents and nodded happily. Seeing this, A Qi and Xiang Xiu quickly came over to help him out the door.

Once inside the courtyard, he broke free from Xiangxiu and Aqi's grasp and walked slowly alone, occasionally glancing back at Lanzhi with a slight smile on his lips. His small figure cast a long shadow in the sunlight.

Looking at his thin and frail back, Lan Zhi felt an indescribable sorrow.

She suddenly thought that if he continued like this and didn't regain his previous memories, it might be a good choice for him.

“Wei Ming…”

Yu Min's arrival shattered the tranquility of the place.

She rushed to Wei Ming, hands on her hips, slightly bowing, looking at him with wide surprise.

"You...you're all better?"

Wei Ming frowned slightly, then took two steps back. Seeing this, Lan Zhi quickly went over to him.

"He's not well yet, so it's not advisable for him to say too much or make any big movements."

Seeing that Lan Zhi was speaking to her so rudely, and remembering the slap she had just received, Yu Min immediately stood up straight, looked at Lan Zhi coldly, and snorted contemptuously.

"Oh, I know, it must be because you spoke ill of me to him that he dislikes me. You're so despicable."

“Wei Yumin, please be careful with the word ‘despicable.’ If you really have to use it, use it on yourself. Every time you come to see Wei Ming, you always act like an elder, either yelling at him or shouting at him. How can he like you? No one would like you!”

"you……"

Yu Min blushed with anger at her words, while Wei Ming, frightened, tightly gripped Lan Zhi's hand and whispered, "..."

"Sister, I'm scared."

"sister?"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this address, Yu Min burst out laughing.

"You call her sister? Lan Zhi, you're shameless."