She sighed and suddenly felt that Jing Yan was quite a showoff. His arms were already tired from carrying a living person like her all the way, but he did not say a word and carried her into the car without a change in expression.
The car drove slowly to the Jing family's house. Jing Yan still wanted to carry her, but she tactfully refused, "I'll try to walk on my own, there's no need to trouble you."
Jing Yan coldly retracted his hand. Seeing that she could not move freely, the housekeeper quickly found a maid to help her into the house.
Grandpa Jing was reading today's newspaper in the living room. He had just put down his hot tea when he heard the noise at the door. He thought that Jing Yan had returned, so he asked indifferently, "How did it go in the sports meet today?"
"Grandpa Jing," He Miao called out sweetly.
