Xu Jiangchuan quietly put her down, observing her expression with lowered eyes.
"Miss Yan, do you need to borrow my shoulder?"
"Thank you, but I'd rather not."
Yan Xiaye sighed softly, tried moving her ankle while standing on the ground, and continued walking towards the infirmary with Xu Jiangchuan: "You wouldn't really reprimand Miss Xu, would you? It's clear she really cares about you as her brother."
"That depends on whether you're willing to forgive her or not."
"Forgive her? Why not? Let's consider it repayment for you helping me act tonight, how about that?"
"Not great, Miss Yan. You clearly have an innocent face, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning."
"Not at all, I'm just worried you'll feel bad after punishing her. I'm one hundred percent thinking of your best interests."
