He spat out one word, "No." Then, he tightly grasped his hand, "Hug me, and I won’t be cold." Second Master, aren’t you supposed to be a sharp-tongued and scheming guy? Why has your style suddenly changed, turning into a puppy?? She was stunned, unable to respond for a moment. And Liang Puppy Shuyu, with a very disappointed look, glanced at his elder brother and then lowered his head sorrowfully. "You really do love Brother more, but I’m also your husband. Is the wife being too biased?" "Bias, bias..." Unable to catch her breath, she couldn’t speak properly. "Cough cough, Second, Second, Second Master? Could you act normal?" He furrowed his brows, then his face turned cold and, very indifferently, said: "Help me back to the carriage!" "Phew..." She exhaled a long breath, patting her chest in lingering fear. This man, when he acts spoiled, is indeed life-threatening. She didn’t dare provoke him, preferring his usual self. So, carefully dragging Second Master’s arm, the fawning wife guided Second Master onto the carriage. Little did she know, as soon as the man sat down, he reversed his hand’s grip and pulled her into his embrace. She was momentarily bewildered. Shuyu teased, "Has the wife been deprived for too long recently?" Not just "recently," he didn’t know how she spent last year with Little Wu, but this year, from the beginning, perhaps considering his health, or because she thought he didn’t like her and didn’t want to force it, she took a pill that could alleviate "Addiction." She truly had been deprived for a long, long time, several months already. At the mention of it, she swallowed, "I took medicine today." It’s almost like they were an old couple, right? After all, what was supposed to happen, has happened. But... But she still felt, it seemed too sudden? Moreover, now they’re in the carriage, and outside is a forgetful Liang Zhichen, she felt extremely embarrassed. Shuyu closed his eyes but still held her tightly. Nevertheless, his tone turned cold. "Oh, if the wife doesn’t want, then let’s leave it." He held her, lying back in the carriage, arms solidly wrapping her. He was addicted to hugging, didn’t want to let go?? Liang Zhichen was outside the carriage, but he had particularly good hearing. He glanced inside the carriage, his expression couldn’t help but carry a hint of helplessness. Truly wanted just to rush into the carriage and take back the wife. But lately, there seemed to be more and more things he’s been considering, and what he’s most afraid of is making that woman unhappy. That’s his wife, now inside with his... little brother, the two together in the carriage? He let out a deep sigh. Suddenly a bit nostalgic for the times he didn’t remember anyone, had no memory of anything. At least then, he was carefree; if someone upset him, he certainly wouldn’t let that person have a good time either. But now, he seems... to have changed a bit? But maybe, he was originally . From the wife’s words, from Tie Yi’s words, and that Liang Shuyu’s attitude towards him, along with the partial memories he recalled, all clearly told him. In the past, he was completely different, capable of self-sacrifice, capable of self-devotion, even somewhat altruistic as a personality. Yet behind that selflessness, who knew how much the man back then paid for it?