"Are you sure?" Ouyang Hao raised an eyebrow unhappily, placing Lin Yixun down.
Seeing Lin Yixun struggle to stand, weak-legged and feeble, yet still stubbornly moving forward, Ouyang Hao felt a surge of frustration. What kind of brain does this woman have?
Unable to walk yet still showing off—indeed, she was as stubborn as a mule!
Watching Lin Yixun's slow, tortoise-like movements, Ouyang Hao couldn't take it anymore. He took a few steps forward and scooped her up horizontally.
Lin Yixun's eyes were full of shock, about to speak, but Ouyang Hao's cold voice stopped her, "Shut up! If you keep nagging, I'll throw you back in the pool!"
Lin Yixun immediately fell silent. The earlier feeling was too uncomfortable, and she was still somewhat scared. Silently, she nestled into Ouyang Hao's arms, though feeling incredibly awkward.
As they passed the grand hall, they ran into Leng Yixiu. Ouyang Hao glanced at the two men standing next to Leng Yixiu, his gaze turning colder.
