"You put me down." Su Qingsang was embarrassed. They were in his office; what was he trying to do?
"Can you walk? Isn't your foot numb?"
"It is. But—"
"No buts."
Huo Jinyao picked her up and walked to the door. Passing the door, he beckoned Su Qingsang to take his suit jacket. Now, Su Qingsang could not be dropped, since she was holding both her and Huo Jinyao's clothes in her arms.
They got out of the office and most of the people on this floor had left. Huo Jinyao carried her to the elevator.
Su Qingsang was a little embarrassed at first, but she relaxed a lot upon seeing there was no one there.
She still blushed a little as she looked into the mirror wall and saw herself nestled in Huo Jinyao's arms.
"Let me down." There was a camera in the elevator. Wasn't he at all afraid that his image at the company would be ruined?
"No. You are my wife; what's wrong with me carrying you?"
