Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 175: Disliked

The Eldest Young Master needs to slowly drink medicine to treat his mute symptoms.

Lu He also stayed by his side, running up and down. Occasionally, she would speak harshly, without realizing it.

Zhao Jun, after enduring her for a few days, returned to his signature fierce glare.

For instance, after Zhao Jun drank four days of dark traditional medicine, Lu He eagerly came over: "Eldest Young Master, you can’t talk, but can your throat move? Like making an ah, ah, ah sound so you can talk to me without knocking on wood. Doesn’t knocking hurt your hand?"

The man raised an eyebrow, as if unheard, turned to look at the book in his hand, ignoring her.

The "Sheep Public" in his hand was already on the last few pages~

Ever since the incident, all he does now is wait, like a gentleman seeking revenge, patiently for ten years.

Waiting is a long and tedious affair, with no certain outcome and unknown duration, reading became a weapon to pass the time and whittle away the hours.

His legs couldn’t walk, his mouth couldn’t speak. Reading also became the only pastime.

Lu He suddenly pulled the book from his hand and threw it onto the table not far away; it must be said, she threw it quite accurately.

Silence, silence, a total silence.

"Don’t you know you’re being disrespectful? I was talking to you, what book are you reading? I’ve taken care of you for so long, even if there’s no merit, there’s been hard work, yet you don’t know gratitude."

She looked down loftily, not at all afraid of the Eldest Young Master in front of her, it was his fault, what was there to fear?

The man’s eyes glared fiercely at the delicate beauty, without saying anything further...

"Don’t glare at me, I’m used to it, not glaring for a day makes you uncomfortable, everything I’m saying is the truth. Think about it, I’m talking to you, and you have no reaction, it’s very upsetting for me, so I need to correct this habit of yours."

Not flustered at all, she spoke with conviction, her little face showing a delighted expression, believing her reasoning to be sound.

Days went by quickly.

Until the tenth day in Qingfeng Town.

Lu He finally convinced the Eldest Young Master to eat in the inn’s hall and asked the Waiter and the Shopkeeper for help to carry him, not letting him be bored in the room.

At the entrance, a few people stepped in, both old and young.

"Madam, Master."

Lu He’s sharp eyes immediately recognized Old Master Zhao and Mrs. Zhao from Zhao Mansion, and she excitedly called out: "Madam, Master, we are here."

With her voice, the eyes of everyone in the hall focused on her.

Old Master Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, along with Zhao Jingtian and Zhao Qi behind them, did not recognize who she was.

"I am Zhao Tongqian, the Eldest Young Master is here, come on over."

Old Master Zhao, seeing his eldest son sitting there, his eyes lit up and he hurried towards him.

Halfway there, however, he stopped, his gaze falling on the ugly scar on the left side of his face.

The scar was fierce and uneven, like a centipede crawling on his face, embedded there, unable to be removed.

Next, his gaze moved to his legs, hanging limply, and then looked at his tightly pressed lips.

The inspection was straightforward and blatant.

A mother does not disdain her child’s ugliness, but this saying didn’t apply to Mrs. Zhao; seeing her husband’s hesitation, she also did not step forward, her expression hesitant, not to mention the two younger sons behind her.

Even if Lu He were stupid, she understood the reason, the Eldest Young Master was being shunned by his family...

She hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Master and Madam, rest assured, after a while with Jade Snow Muscle Cream, the scars on the Eldest Young Master’s face will fade, his legs will heal, and his throat will recover."

On site, the entire Zhao family remained silent.

She awkwardly laughed twice, encouragingly saying: "Hehe, everything will be alright in the future."