At this time, the public relations staff of the banquet had come over. Seeing that An Xia had caused a stir, he concealed the surprise in his eyes and said, "Mr. Yan, there is a rest room here. I will take you there. This is also a doctor. Miss An's feet should be
Nothing will happen."
Only then did An Xia realize that this was Linda, and it turned out that Linda was in charge of the banquet.
Linda's eyes flickered. Mr. Yan actually brought An Xia to this celebration banquet and made a scene at the banquet, almost embarrassing her. She must tell An Yingying about this.
The doctor looked at his feet, applied some unknown medicinal oil on An Xia, and said, "There's nothing wrong with your feet. You just twisted a tendon. Take a rest and let the medicine take effect before walking again, otherwise it will affect the effect."
And don’t wear shoes that are too high.”
An Xia moved her feet and felt that there was really no pain like before. She smiled and said, "Thank you, doctor."
There were only two people left in the lounge. An Xia felt a little uncomfortable remembering what he just said and avoided his aggressive eyes.
He suddenly picked her up, and An Xia was shocked: "Yan Shaodi, didn't you hear what the doctor said? He wants me to take a rest. Don't carry me out and give the reporters a chance to make a fuss."
Emperor Yan's lips twitched evilly: "He asked you not to move around. I'm holding you, how can you have a chance to move around?"
"..." She was speechless with anger, this scoundrel.
Fortunately, this time, he did not appear in public in front of everyone, but went through the back door. Otherwise, he would be carried by Yan Shaodi and appeared in front of reporters again, giving everyone the opportunity to make a fuss about it.
At this time, An Xia really wanted to hit the wall. When she thought that Yingying's family would see the entertainment headlines tomorrow, they would hate her to death, and she would never have the chance to have a meal with her parents like yesterday.
He kept holding her on the street and had no intention of getting in the car and going home. She asked, "Where are you going to take me?"
"Woman, you talk too much." He frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with her always questioning his wise decision.
I saw him carrying himself into a shoe store in a prosperous area. An Xia remembered that the people who came in this store were all rich ladies from the upper class, or celebrities in the entertainment industry, and the prices were very expensive.
"Yan Shaodi, I don't need to buy shoes, you might as well take me back."
But he couldn't help but put her on the shoe-trying bench.
An Xia wanted to stand up and leave, but when she thought of the doctor's words, she could only stare at him in submission, hating how overbearing he was and how unreasonable he was.
Such expensive shoes do not belong to their class at all, okay?
"That's it!" Yan Shaodi picked out a pair of pink and white sneakers for her.
The design of the sneakers is very good, cute and full of energy... but they don't match her skirt at all.
An Xia's heart jumped suddenly, as if something was tickling her heart, with a little throbbing and nervousness. He brought her here to buy shoes because he was worried about her feet.
This feeling...a feeling I've never had before...
"Don't move!"
Emperor Yan tyrannically stopped her from putting on her shoes and knelt down on one knee in front of her.
This move made the shopping guides in the famous store couldn't help but exclaim, and at the same time looked at An Xia with envious eyes. Oh my god, Mr. Yan actually knelt down to this woman and put on her shoes for her. He was so envious.
An Xia looked at him with complicated eyes, and saw the clean white shoelaces wrapped around his slender and strong fingertips, forming a neat bow.
She stared at him blankly, his silhouette as handsome as a sculpture, his eyes focused on tying her shoelaces...