Seeing Chu Jiu go quiet, Ling Lihua walked toward them. "You're incredible, Chu Jiu. I can't believe you carried Lu Tingchen so easily!" She patted Lu Tingchen's muscular shoulder, then squeezed his toned arm with a sigh. "I don't think I can carry this big guy at all."
Lu Tingchen immediately stiffened, and his handsome face darkened.
Ling Lihua ignored him and said to Chu Jiu meaningfully, "Chen carried you when you fainted, so I initially thought he was taking advantage of you, but it seems that I was wrong. Apparently, you've already taken advantage of him long ago."
Lu Tingchen, "..."
The absurdity of her logic flustered Chu Jiu, and her pale face grew pink from panic and embarrassment.
"Madam, this is all a misunderstanding. I-I didn't take advantage of the Heir Presumptive…"
She trailed off awkwardly, her cheeks flushed.
