Holding onto the single bar for support, Xiao Qinghe walked step by step.
Thinking about these special pieces of fitness equipment that Qingyue personally designed for the rehabilitation of his legs, his heart felt warm.
"Single bar..." he supported himself with one hand and gently caressed it with the other, as if he were caressing Su Qingyue, "Such a fitting name, only she could have thought of it."
"Fourth brother." Qingyue's voice sounded behind him.
He turned around in surprise, "Wife... Qingyue, you're here." Although they both lived in the Su Mansion, he hadn't seen her for several days.
Su Qingyue smiled bitterly, "To this day, you still refuse to call me third sister-in-law."
His eyes dimmed. She was everything in his life, his only sunshine. Whether his legs could walk or not, she had already taken root deeply in his heart. Even if he wanted to remove her, it was impossible, unless... he died.
