"What's the difference? Just help me up. I can bear it!" Song Jialing glared at Mu Hongbo and said irritably.
"How is it different?" Mu Hongbo didn't care about the feelings of those around him. After all, they were all family, and he had no reservations. With that, he reached out his hands, bent his legs slightly, and steadily picked up Song Jialing.
"Put me down now!" Song Jialing's waist hurt, so she didn't dare to move recklessly and could only open her mouth to command.
"It's fine, I can carry you." Mu Hongbo looked down at Song Jialing with a smile and then quickened his pace, striding towards the main house.
After Mu Hongbo and Song Jialing left, Su Aiping remained standing in the shallow pond, while Mu Hongwen, unlike his elder brother, showed no concern or anxiety for his wife. He just stood by the pond's edge, coldly watching the disheveled Su Aiping.
