Zhao Qingge didn't refuse. When Li Peifeng walked forward and bent down, she hesitated for a moment and then placed her hands on his shoulders.
However, as soon as she got up, she began to regret it.
"Keep your hands to yourself!"
"I'm being very proper. If I don't hold you up, you'll easily fall."
"...Let go, I can walk by myself."
"We're not at the car yet, let's go, let's go."
No matter what Zhao Qingge said, Li Peifeng didn't let go, and with a joyful demeanor, he carried Old Zhao to the car before putting her down. The passers-by who saw them thought the two had just come out of the hall with their marriage certificate, but in fact, it was quite the opposite.
"Why are you getting in? We're not going the same way."
Zhao Qingge saw Li Peifeng open the door and get into the passenger seat. She frowned, wanting to drive him away, but Li Peifeng explained, "We have to go back to the villa first. When you moved out, you didn't take everything. There's still some stuff left."
