Liang Yun, over forty years of age, blushed with shyness. In theory, at her age,
she should have experienced everything and not be this way.
The higher a woman’s status, the purer her experiences tend to be.
They do not beco enriched simply because they co from a very affluent family.
So for Liang Yun, even at her age, she felt embarrassed to speak about matters between n and won.
"Mrs. Liang, what type of man do you like the most?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Liang Yun beca unsettled.
"I... I don’t have a particular type that I like the most, Doctor Zhang, the questions you’re asking don’t seem very related to what I’m seeking."
"How can it not be related? Only by knowing what kind of man you like can I prescribe the right redy."
"When you first got together with your husband, did you feel a flutter in your heart for him?"
The two had been married for twenty years, and suddenly she was asked to rember the feelings she had when they first married.
For Liang Yun, it was sowhat difficult.
Back then, it was arranged by their parents, and the couple hadn’t t in private.
Just because the parents said they were suitable for each other, she agreed, not quite understanding.
All the subsequent arrangents were also handled by her family.
Fortunately, after getting married, the man had always treated her well. Over the many years, Liang Yun supported him, taking care of the children and parents.
Each day passed harmoniously.
"So, Mrs. Liang, it wasn’t love at first sight with your husband in the traditional sense," Zhang Hao sought confirmation once again.
Even if Liang Yun didn’t want to admit it, at this critical point, she had to acknowledge what Zhang Hao had said.
She and her husband truly had no foundation of affection. It is often said that with ti, even if there isn’t love, there will be affection.
But for Liang Yun, that affection was probably kinship, as both had grown familiar with the existence of the other.
Liang Yun never had the opportunity to beco the successor to her family’s business, but the Liang family gave her considerable support.
Throughout the years, her husband’s career had seen ups and downs but had beco stable over ti.
In the past, she had never thought about that aspect of life, as she worried day-to-day about whether an accident might occur the next day.
Now, as that worry gradually faded, she began to ponder other matters.
She realized she was getting older, and even her husband had less hair on his head.
It was at this ti that Liang Yun truly understood what it ant to act one’s age.
Now, at this age, forget seven tis a night, once a day was too much to handle.
"Sister Yun, didn’t you tell before that you really liked a Japanese and Korean boy band?"
"It was that group with the skinny, tall, and fair-headed guy, his na was Lee sothing Hun, I rember that you even asked to help you get concert tickets," Gu Yue brought up proactively.
At the ntion of this, a twinkle appeared in Liang Yun’s eyes.
"Yes, I like that kind of fair and delicate-looking young man, just looking at him is endearing."
"But now, it seems like he has left the group, and he’s married with kids; my liking him is useless."
Gu Yue shrugged her shoulders, "But there must be more n like him out there."
With that, she nudged Zhang Hao with her elbow, "Sister Yun’s husband is the rough and burly type; she might not find such a man attractive. Maybe you should think of a way to find her a fair-skinned one."
Zhang Hao leaned back, trying to create so distance from Gu Yue.
"What do you take for, a matchmaker?"
Liang Yun saw the two talking like this and couldn’t help but smile.
"Xiaoyue, he’s a doctor, not a nightclub owner, and since the problem lies here, it’s actually easy to resolve."
"What I’m most afraid of is having health problems; those are difficult to resolve. Doctor Zhang, you just said you could prescribe a dicinal formula for my husband."
"Since there’s a way to change, I believe he would be willing to try. After the event is over, let’s co back here, and you could diagnose my husband."
Because of what Zhang Hao had said, Liang Yun finally saw a glimr of hope regarding the issue that had been troubling her.
She had initially placed great importance on tonight’s event, but now all her thoughts were focused on what would happen after the event.
Actually, her husband wasn’t bad looking; he was just a bit stocky.
But isn’t it that very stockiness that allows one to stand tall and strong?
If he were the type who looked frail and could be toppled by a re breeze, he probably couldn’t be relied upon, right?
Whether when she was young or now, Liang Yun’s heart always yearned for a small sense of security, hoping for a man to shield her from the wind and rain and protect her thoroughly.
When she ca out of the room, Liang Yun’s husband was already waiting outside the door.
"Xiaoyun, are you okay?"
Liang Yun nodded: "I’m fine, just haven’t been resting well recently, and I’m a bit malnourished as well."
"But Doctor Zhang’s dical skills are truly excellent. After the event, let him take a look at you too."
Without much suspicion, Mrs. Liang’s husband agreed: "Okay, I’ll do as you say; it’s ti we headed over."
"Gu Yue, why don’t you two also co along?"
Gu Yue nodded and linked arms with Zhang Hao, following close behind Mr. and Mrs. Liang.
"Look, look, who do we have here?"
As soon as Liang Yun ca down, she imdiately drew everyone’s attention.
"Hello everyone, thank you all for coming to my birthday party tonight. Please don’t be shy, do whatever you like."
"Xiaoyun, you say we’re of the sa age, but compared to , I’m truly showing my years while you—how do you maintain yourself so well?"
When asked about maintenance, Liang Yun could indeed list a few pointers, but this was exactly the ti she couldn’t reveal them.
She had always taken pride in her pampered life at ho, never having to worry about everyday concerns.
But this morning, when she got up and looked in the mirror, she suddenly noticed a fine line at the corner of her eye.
It was the kind that no amount of eye cream could restore.
Liang Yun then realized she had truly aged.
However, compared to her peers, she still looked so young, hardly any different from her twenties.
"Do you even have to ask? It must be Shen pampering you constantly—that’s why I say a woman can’t live without a man from the cradle to the grave."
The mont the words were out, they drew hearty laughter from the crowd, but no one noticed Shen Guobin, her husband, with a peculiar expression.
Because his expression changed too quickly.
"Don’t joke about Shen like that; he’s so busy with work, exhausted every day. How could I bear to have him pamper ?"
"All the ti is spent letting him rest properly; I even feel that’s not enough. He is, after all, the pillar of our ho."
Seeing this, Zhang Hao took the initiative to approach Shen Guobin, and when no one was looking, he grasped his wrist.
In just a mont, he could feel the condition of Shen Guobin’s body. By sensing the strength of his pulse, he deduced where the problem lay.
After letting go, Shen Guobin gave Zhang Hao a look without any discernible emotion.
Returning to Gu Yue’s side, Zhang Hao spoke in a lowered voice, "Lend your car for a second; I’ll be right back."
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