Young Master Hong turned his head and looked at her, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, and turned sideways again.
"Hey, I said you were a fool, didn't you? Won't you come over and help me?" Yunting couldn't stand the way the grown man was twisting Nini, and said a little annoyed.
Wan Hong turned his head as he was told and walked slowly to Yunting. Yunting didn't think much, she put her hands on his shoulders and stood up, keeping her body close to him. Wan Hong had not yet interacted with the woman.
Having been so close to each other, being hit by Yunting like this made my face feel hot.
Yunting also felt that she was being overly polite, so she put her hand down from his shoulder, frowned, and said with some annoyance: "What should I do? I twisted my foot, how will I get off later?"
"I, I'll help you!" Wan Hong's face turned red from suppressing it, but he turned around and looked at Yunting. Yunting smiled and said: "I thought I had a thorn on my face. It's rare that you finally managed it.
Looked at me squarely
I’ve never seen a blushing young man like you. I don’t think there’s any other family that doesn’t get close to their daughter when they meet her. Why are you so coy! A man should be more straightforward.”
Wan Hong's face was not as humble and smooth as before, and he looked a little depressed. He looked down at his left foot and smiled bitterly: "I am a handicapped person. How can I move neatly with this foot?"
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"So what, aren't you still able to walk? And you also have hands, and you can write wonderfully, which no one can envy. Some people with sound limbs may not be as good as you. You have to stare at your own foot and feel sorry for yourself.
If you do, you won’t be able to survive those days." Yunting sighed, but said that this man would be too sad for Spring and Autumn.
"Second Miss, don't you dislike me?" Wan Hong's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Bai Yunting with some surprise. He thought that such an arrogant woman like her would not be able to look down on a disabled person like him.
"It's funny, why do I dislike you? If you want to dislike yourself, then you deserve to be disliked by others!" Bai Yunting smiled softly, folded her waist, and said in a furious tone, her tone seemed a little anxious.
Wan Hong blushed, lowered his head and remained silent. He was also embarrassed that someone would say these words to him. His lameness was brought out from his mother's womb. Because of this disability, he often made others dislike him.
The people who occasionally get close to him are just interested in his family's property. Fortunately, he has a mother who loves him very much. Although he has fewer friends, he doesn't feel lonely. On weekdays, there are a few servants in the family talking about it.
His mother kicked him out of everything, and because of this, he has a somewhat withdrawn and low self-esteem, and is not very close to others.
(Has anyone seen it? Woohoo, wow, it’s so deserted. Isn’t it to everyone’s taste?)