No matter what, Ye Lu let Feiyu fetch a wheelchair. For one, it was to ensure her bone healed well, and secondly, appearing in such a state at the office would demonstrate her dedication, right?
Coming to work even with a broken leg, what a noble image. Everyone's support for her would surely increase.
Ye Lu couldn't help but inwardly celebrate.
"Why would we need this unsightly thing? It's ugly." Third Young Master Jun frowned at the wheelchair and kicked it away with one foot.
Ye Lu was furious. What a meddlesome man.
"What are you doing? Do you expect me to hop to work on one leg?"
Who would have thought the Third Young Master would stride over, bend down, and directly lift her up, arrogantly walking towards the car.
"Stupid woman, why would we need such a ridiculous thing while this Young Master is around?"
