However, things always seem to be so coincidental.
Over here, Lin Yi, due to his male pride, couldn't bear to watch the injured Ouyang Ying move things by herself, so he went up to help.
But as Lin Yi reached out his hand, Ouyang Ying's expression suddenly changed, and she turned away instinctively to dodge.
Who would have thought that, at this moment, Lin Yi's hand had already grasped the stack of books in Ouyang Ying's hands.
After all, in Lin Yi's view, the books had some weight. He thought he should take them.
One wanted to take, the other wanted to dodge.
As luck would have it, in such a situation, there was a sudden clatter.
Immediately, the stack of books in Ouyang Ying's hands fell to the ground.
Looking at the single book left in his hands, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel angry.
"What the heck, girl, why are you acting like a dog biting Lü Dongbin? Past grudges are past grudges, but you're injured now, I'm trying to help you, yet you throw a tantrum!"
