Suddenly being held in Zhou Yuwen's arms, Pan Min was somewhat caught off guard, her cheeks slightly red as she said, "Yuwen, what are you doing?"
Zhou Yuwen said, "Aunt Pan, your foot is so swollen, I'll just carry you in."
"No need, just support me..."
Despite treating Zhou Yuwen as family, after all, he was a son-in-law, such intimate contact still made Pan Min feel a bit uncomfortable. However, Zhou Yuwen wasn't taking no for an answer and insisted on carrying Pan Min inside.
Pan Min couldn't resist Zhou Yuwen, and in the time it took for her to say a few words, Zhou Yuwen had already carried her to the living room sofa. Seeing Zhou Yuwen's firm attitude, Pan Min gave a somewhat helpless smile. Truthfully, she felt a bit happy and comforted inside, yet she also felt a bit shy.
