"If you insist on bringing something, you have to be responsible for moving it!"
Liang Yi, who had been angry with Huangfu Lingyao for the entire journey, finally found a way to strangle Huangfu Lingyao.
Huangfu Lingyao was stunned when he saw the cart full of daily necessities. His face was full of resentment.
Liang Yi chuckled. "Hey, Mr. Qi is your fiancée's master. He's an elder and he's not young anymore. How can you let him do manual labor? Zhong Lang is a patient, so how can you make him work? Little Sister… You don't need me to tell you, right?"
Just as he was feeling smug, Liu Shimei suddenly said, "Ninth Brother, why don't you help Lingyao."
There was nothing she could do. Her young puppy looked at her pitifully, and her heart seemed to have collapsed.
Anyway, Ninth Brother was a martial arts practitioner. It was not difficult for him to do some physical work, right?
Liang Yi was speechless.
