Xu Qing muttered to himself, still feeling slightly annoyed even after he had returned home.
Jiang He was using a sword to open a package when he arrived. She glanced at him, refrained from asking about his wheelchair experience.
It might just be a peculiar modern hobby, they had been living here for so long that nothing should come as a surprise anymore.
"What's this?" Xu Qing asked upon noticing the large parcel on the ground. It was square and over a meter long—quite sizeable.
"A cart."
"A cart?"
Xu Qing's tone was full of surprise, making Jiang He look up, "Yeah, what's the matter?"
It was just a cart. Why was he reacting as if he had seen a Transformer?
"Why did you buy this?" Xu Qing couldn't help but speculate. Having just used a wheelchair, for some reason, his subconscious made him think Jiang He intended to sit in the cart so he could push her around for a stroll.
After all, a cart was much cheaper than a wheelchair.
