Mr. Sheng had intended to help the man on the ground, but Geng Ruixian's words angered him so much that he just got on his bike and left.
"Hey—don't go! You can't just leave someone in need. Are all you people from the compound this cold-blooded?"
"Weren't you the one who told me to find Su Shuochi? I'm going to catch up to him before I do anything else."
"Comrade, thank you. I'm so sorry, I misunderstood you," Geng Ruixian apologized sheepishly.
Meanwhile, although Su Shuochi was eager to see his darling little wife, he noticed Old Sir Gu was a bit out of breath, so he slowed down.
"Grandpa, you can walk a little slower. This road leads right to the school gate."
"Jinghua is too slow. Jiaojiao's getting out of school any moment now. We'd better hurry."
"Okay." Su Shuochi's wheelchair could outpace a bicycle at its top speed, but he slowed down out of consideration for Grandpa's health.
"Shuo Ci, can your wheelchair go even faster?"
