Qingyue stopped Yuchuan, who wanted to stand up for Qinghe, and calmly observed Tao Meijiao's reaction.
"The fourth brother's legs are impaired, and similar incidents will definitely happen often later. If Meijiao can't properly protect Qinghe, how can I entrust him to her?"
"Who are you calling malicious?" Aunt Zhang was so angry her face turned red and her neck thickened. "When did I not sympathize with Xiao Qinghe? Perhaps your claim of liking him is out of sympathy too?"
Upon hearing this, the light in Xiao Qinghe's eyes turned cold, and he gave Tao Meijiao a glance, his heart sinking uncontrollably.
He understood all too well that her feelings were merely pity; he didn't need her pity.
"There are so many people in the world who have trouble walking, do you think I would like each and every one of them?" Tao Meijiao declared confidently, "I only like Xiao Qinghe!"
"Wow!" The villagers present all erupted.