1 Year Of Beginning

"What?" Feng Mian blinked her eyes repeatedly as she looked at Zhang Liang. He came here with two plastic bags on his hands and his work bag, which meant that he came here straight from work. Did he just say that he would stay over in the hospital just now?

She didn't mishear, right?

Zhang Liang looked at Feng Mian's dumbfounded expression with arched eyebrows. Was it that surprising for him to come here?

"But pres…. Brother Liang, isn't it just past lunch time? Don't you have work to finish?" Feng Mian had seen Zhang Liang work before and her only opinion about him was: workaholic. He was the type that would be working extremely hard to achieve what he wanted.

"I'll finish it later. I brought some food for your mother once she wakes up."

"Ah, thank you."

Feng Mian accepted the bag and peered inside. She could see that he was making sure that it was all easy to digest food. After operation, her mother wouldn't be allowed to eat too much hard food because it might cause indigestion. She put the bag away and pulled a chair for Zhang Liang.

"I can do it myself."

"Eh?"

Zhang Liang pulled the chair next to her chair. Feng Mian looked awkwardly as he saw down.

Did he want to sit beside her?

"Why do you keep standing? Are you planning to wait for your mother to wake up while standing?" Zhang Liang asked amusedly.

Feng Mian shook her head and inched closer. She sat down and looked to Zhang Liang with confusion on her face.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. It's just rare to see you not working at this time."

Zhang Liang arched his eyebrows. "Even I have my days off."

"…" When?

Feng Mian was truly tempted to ask that question because she hadn't seen him take even a day off for the past month during her time staying with him. Even on New Year, he only took half a day off to visit his parents. In the morning, he still came to work as usual.

Zhang Liang shook his head. He handed the other plastic bags he held to Feng Mian's hand. "Eat. I��m sure you hadn't eaten anything while waiting for your mother."

"Ah, how do you know?" Feng Mian was stunned. She was too anxious to think about her own stomach. Looking at the rice box in her hand, she began to feel hungry.

Growl~

Her stomach also sounded its agreement.

Zhang Liang chuckled when he heard her stomach protest. He could see Feng Mian's face reddened in embarrassment.

"Just eat."

"M'kay."

As Feng Mian began to eat, Zhang Liang took out his laptop and began to review the email Secretary He sent to him. Since he would be working from here, he asked Secretary He to scan everything and sent it to his email. This way, he would be able to review them.

Feng Mian noticed that Zhang Liang typed quickly. She glanced and saw his typing.

"…This project is a trash. Ask the one who made it to rewrite it by tonight…."

Looking at those harsh words, Feng Mian decided to not read any longer. She was sure that it would detail the task for whoever wrote the project's proposal. Well, he would be in for a harsh scolding considering how Zhang Liang worded his words.

'It's no wonder he's known as a demon.'

He would not accept anything except a perfect proposal. Because of that, they always have to rewrite their proposal numerous times before Zhang Liang ended up accepting it.

Well, as a businessman, he would surely try to get profit. Because of that, he had to be very specific in asking for the proposal from his employees. If they didn't follow the proper procedure, it wouldn't end well.

Feng Mian finished her food and waited for her mother to wake up. She decided to watch the television (VIP room has their own television inside the room) while Zhang Liang continued to type on his laptop. For some time, there was no other sound in the room except for the constant typing and the sound from the television.

"Mhm…"

Feng Mian noticed her mother stirred awake. Her eyes lit up. She quickly headed to the side and watched as her mother opened her eyes.

Lin San blinked her eyes blearily. She noticed Feng Mian looking at her and smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Mom.... I'm waiting for you to wake up," Feng Mian responded. "How do you feel? Do you need me to call the nurse…?"

"I'm fine."

Lin San scanned the room and saw Zhang Liang on the chair. He had stopped typing and looked in her direction. Sensing her gaze, he smiled. "Good afternoon, Madam Lin."

"Ah!" Lin San smiled back and glared at Feng Mian. Her gaze seemed to be asking why she didn't tell her that Zhang Liang was here.

Feng Mian smiled wryly. There was no time to tell, ok? Her mother had just woken up.

"Let me take a glass of water." Zhang Liang noticed that Lin San was uncomfortable with his presence. He decided to take a glass of water for her instead.

"Thank you."