After lunch, Lu Yinfeng wanted to accompany Xu Youguang to hail a taxi.
After all, he was using crutches, making it somewhat inconvenient for him to move around.
However, when Lu Yinfeng stepped forward to offer support, she saw Xu Youguang collapse and fold his crutches, tucking them under his arm.
"You... aren't lame?" Lu Yinfeng was surprised.
Xu Youguang playfully twinkled his eyes, "I came up with this method because I was late. Yinfeng, I hope you don't mind."
Lu Yinfeng was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly her face broke into a smile.
She felt no anger at being deceived, but rather found Xu Youguang to be an interesting person.
True to being the once-renowned master of suspense, he could come up with crafty ideas at any moment.
At the entrance of the hotel, Lu Yinfeng thought about saying goodbye then and there.
"Yinfeng, wait here for me for a moment," Xu Youguang suddenly said, and then briskly ran out.