Looking at her as if she was pleasantly surprised by the affection shown to her, Leng Youchen's eyes shimmered with mirth. He hadn't realized before how adorable his wife actually was; give her a little hope, and she could light up the entire universe.
He stretched out his hand to hook her little finger and shook it, his expression teasing as he said, "Didn't you say you were going to be late? Aren't you in a hurry now?"
"Ah!" Wei Anning snapped back to her senses with a scream and hurried toward the door. After just two steps, the man pulled her back. Anxiously, she stomped her foot, "I'm going to be late, let go of me."
Leng Youchen's deep phoenix eyes quietly watched her for a long moment, noting her anxious expression. Sure she wouldn't respond with anything, he finally said, "Push me out; I'll take you to school."
"Oh." Wei Anning wriggled free from his grasp and went behind the wheelchair to push him out.
