After hanging up the phone, Li Yan wore a look of sorrow, "Mrs. Lu, please don't make fun of me; this isn't the first time I've done something like this." Fortunately, he had been successful every time.
Zhuang Shuqing smiled at his words, remaining silent.
Li Yan left them at the gate of Jinxiu Garden and departed.
Looking at the five-minute walk home, and then at the man wrapped up like a zongzi next to her, Zhuang Shuqing took a deep breath and looped the man's arm over her shoulder, "I'll act as your crutch."
Lu Jinyang glanced indifferently at the hand on her shoulder and without a word, unceremoniously shifted half his body weight onto her, nearly causing her to lose balance and fall.
He laughed, "With just this little strength, you want to be my crutch?"
Zhuang Shuqing's cheeks turned slightly red, "Otherwise, shall I find a solid wooden crutch for you?"
Lu Jinyang: "..."
