Young General's Sweet Wife

When he opened the last thin layer of wrapping paper, he found that it contained a dark gray man's scarf.

Fu Liangchuan picked up the scarf from the box and shook it open to see.

It was soft to the touch and simple to look at. There were no labels on it, either from the department store or from her hand.

When he thought about how the scarf in his hand was knitted by her in one go, Fu Liangchuan's expressionless face began to loosen up strangely, as if a crack had appeared on a solid glacier. The pair of eyes behind the lens seemed to shine with warm sunlight, lighting up his pitch-black, ice-cold pupils.

Did she really weave this herself?

Woven a scarf for him?

Hehe! Is that possible?

She hated her so much that she knew that she could still knit a scarf for him. Was there really such a pure and stupid person in the world? Regardless of the malice he had towards her just now, regardless of his words and injuries, would he be able to turn around and give her a present?

He did not believe that there was such a benevolent and beautiful person, or perhaps it was more accurate to say that he did not believe that Mu Nuanzhou was such a benevolent and beautiful person.

Then why the hell did she give him a scarf?

With his fingertips moving over and over, intentionally or unintentionally, he stroked that scarf. Feeling the soft touch of his fingers, Fu Liangchuan's entire being sank into an unprecedented confusion. The gift that Mu Nuanzhou had given him today as well as the reason for his resignation had completely messed up his clear train of thought.

Did he really misunderstand her and think too badly of her?

Should he objectively re-examine her, without prejudice, to discover her strengths?

Mu Nuanzhou who was walking home with a big bag in his hands did not know that one of her gifts would make Fu Liangchuan stay in the hospital and not leave for a long time.

With regards to giving Fu Liangchuan this gift, her starting point was extremely simple.

When she was kicked out of her home, he gave her a job at the most difficult time, even though it was for Qi Duo's sake. Not only that, he had even chosen to stand by her side when Xiao Waner was finding trouble with her. Just these three points alone were enough for her to be grateful to him, making her want to gift him a gift before he left.

Although Mu Nuanzhou was angry, she did not take it to heart. This was because she had never had the hope to change the way others thought about her, and even more so because she felt that she did not have the ability to make the people who hated her like her.

Be good with yourself. As for who she was to others, she had no control over them.

The idea of why she chose a scarf as a gift was even simpler.

She was very poor, she couldn't afford any high-quality gifts in the department store. When she made a handmade bag for Qi Duo, she conveniently thought of buying a cotton ball to weave a scarf for Fu Liangchuan, it was out of courtesy and kindness!

Mu Nuanzhou carried the things as she passed through a noodle stall. As she was about to cross the road, a green jeep suddenly braked and stopped right in front of her. Just as she was about to go around, the car door opened.

The light from the roof illuminated his handsome face to the point of the military boots. Looking at him from the side, there were two sharp thick eyebrows that flew into his hair, and his nose was as though there was a drop of a gallbladder, a pair of intoxicating peach blossom eyes, long and slender eyes, and a slight sideways glance. With a smile, he looked at her, and with his thin lips slightly parted, and a low voice came out, scratching his ear. "Get in the car.