Prince Gary, sitting on the bed’s edge next to Mei Yu’s mother, noticed Mei Yu struggling to feed her mother. He said to Mei Yu, “Let me do it. I’m sitting here, so it’ll be easier for me to feed Auntie.” He raised his hand to take the medicinal soup.
Mei Yu was stunned by his request, wondering why he was being so direct.
Mei Yu’s mother was delighted, saying, “Why don’t you let Gary do it, Mei Yu?”
Turning to Gary, she said, “You’re so considerate, clearly a filial child. That’s good… such a good child.”
Prince Gali laughed heartily, having regained his sense of initiative, freely controlling the room’s atmosphere. His capabilities were indeed superior. He smiled at Mei Yu’s mother and said, “Auntie, if those previous places couldn’t cure your illness, I actually know a place that should be able to treat you.”
For these minor ailments, it was naturally a piece of cake for Prince Gali.
Mei Yu’s mother was about to respond when Mei Yu, standing in the kitchen doorway, interrupted her, “Gali, I’ll find a way to treat my mom’s illness. Don’t worry about it, thank you.” Mei Yu genuinely disliked men acting this way. He might be wealthy and influential, able to help treat her mother, but she couldn’t accept favors out of nowhere.
Mei Yu spoke while pouting, chewing the apple she had just washed for Prince Gali, looking somewhat annoyed. Hearing her daughter’s words, Mei Yu’s mother became anxious, quickly pushing away the medicinal soup Prince Gali offered. She raised her body, pointing at Mei Yu in the kitchen doorway and shouted, “You foolish daughter, what are you saying? Prince Gali is kind-hearted. Don’t be ungrateful.”
Mei Yu’s mother had never spoken to her daughter like this before.
Turning her face, she resumed her smile and said to Prince Gali, “Gali, this child is like this, speaking without respect. She’s spoiled by me. What can I say…” She looked helpless, truly afraid that her excellent potential son-in-law might be driven away by Mei Yu.
