He was deep in thought when Su Yue spoke. "I can go there myself. You can get back to work."
Then she tried to break free from his grasp.
But Ming Ansheng's grip was too tight that she couldn't easily break free.
Ming Ansheng looked at her and said, "You don't have to be so courteous. I would do the same for Wen Xuxu or any other person."
His tone was full of emotions.
But Su Yue didn't know why he sounded so emotional.
She lowered her head and stopped struggling, and she remained silent.
So, he held her as they walked towards the resting area. Meanwhile, Su Yue's heart was wildly palpating. Xiaojiao followed beside them, still gripping the heels with her tiny hands.
From the back, it was such a harmonious scene, a warm and blissful family of three…
…
"It's a pretty bad sprain."
Qi Lei hastily retrieved some medicated oil from the TCM clinic and helped Su Yue rub her ankle.
