Lin Bufan saw that Shen Jue didn't say he wanted to go back and change, so he let go.
Rong Qingqing, seeing this, was afraid that her careless word earlier might have angered him into leaving. She seized the opportunity, stepped forward to take Lin Bufan's place, and pushed Shen Jue out.
Despite Lin Bufan's tall and skinny appearance, he's surprisingly strong. He can lift Shen Jue from the wheelchair without even taking a breath. Old Zhang folded the wheelchair, and Rong Qingqing gave Lin Bufan a meaningful look at his arm with a little click of her tongue.
Even though the click was very soft, Shen Jue still heard it.
Seeing Rong Qingqing still standing outside, Shen Jue raised an eyebrow slightly, "Still standing there instead of coming in? What? Do you want Lin Bufan to carry you in too?"
Little did Shen Jue know, as soon as he said that, Rong Qingqing actually showed a seemingly ecstatic expression and seriously asked him, "Can he?"
