Xia Jingjing and the rest were dumbfounded when they saw Luo Zhou carrying Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng struggled but Luo Zhou did not put her down.
Her face was slightly red. "Put me down first."
"Did you sprain your ankle because of them?"
Ye Qingcheng looked at Luo Zhou in surprise. She did not expect him to see through everything without her saying anything.
Ye Qingcheng lowered her thick and long eyelashes. "Someone broke my heel."
Luo Zhou carried Ye Qingcheng and took a few steps forward. There was not much expression on his face, but the surrounding air seemed to be frozen.
Xia Jingjing and the rest stood on the spot, not daring to move.
"Did she offend you in any way?" Luo Zhou glanced at Xia Jingjing and the rest coldly.
