Uncomfortable, this is Fu Sichen's biggest feeling, the body is uncomfortable, and the heart is even more uncomfortable.

He looked at them with red eyes, rejected me, turned his head and accepted him? Why is that? Am I worse than him?

"Young Master, I don't think you can do this, go back to your room. ”

Fu Sichen still shook his head, like a wayward child.

Zhao Yang sighed and persuaded, "Then you rest for a while, and I'll go get the sobering medicine." ”

Fu Sichen's sluggish and wooden eyes kept looking outside, stunned.

Walking from the banquet hall to the main building, you need to go through the flower hall, but before she walked to the main building, Xia Yurun's feet hurt so much that she couldn't stand it, she really couldn't control these shoes, they were too high, and she was grinding her feet, and every step was torment.

Apparently, she was wearing shoes that didn't fit her, just as she had come where she shouldn't be.

"Can you still go?" Zhuang Jingting asked with concern as he helped her.

"Yes, I'm sorry to let you see the joke. ”

"How could it be, my pleasure. ”

Xia Yurun was stunned, looking at the gentle and elegant Zhuang Jingting, she thought: Maybe I should have made it clear to him earlier.

Zhuang Jingting looked back at her heels, the Achilles tendon had already worn out the skin, and it was blood-red, and he immediately said: "You can't go any further, sit in the flower hall first, I'll help you get your shoes, you tell me where it is." ”

"No, no," her things are all in the room on the fourth floor, and he can't go to her room to get them, "I'm bothering you, thank you." ”

"But your Achilles tendon is bleeding and you can't wear these shoes anymore. ”

Xia Yurun refused with a serious face: "I really don't need to, thank you." ”

Zhuang Jingting felt her guard and outlooked, and also realized her embarrassing situation in the Fu family, so he smiled faintly and said: "My mother can't wear high heels for too long, she has two spare pairs of flat shoes in the car, the car is parked next to it, I'll go get it." ”

"No, no, it's Mrs. Zhuang's shoes, why am I embarrassed to wear them? ”

"How many words do you want to say without trouble and thank you?" Zhuang Jingting laughed, and shallow dimples appeared on both cheeks, "Give me a chance to save the beauty of a hero, okay?"

Xia Yurun was speechless, she looked at him curiously, when he laughed, at a certain angle, at a certain moment, he looked like Xia Kewang, and a little like Xia Yutao.

In a panic, she suddenly stopped where she was, unable to move, and the thin and long heel of her high heels happened to get stuck in the cracks of the wooden planks laid on the ground.

"......" She was so embarrassed that her face turned red all at once.

Zhuang Jingting immediately understood, smiled, and then knelt down on one knee without saying a word, grabbed her feet and high heels, and pulled them out vigorously.

"Thank you......"

In her stunned exclamation, she had been hugged by him, and in the posture of a princess, under the envious gaze of everyone, she was carried by him into the flower hall.

There were all young men and women at the reception, and Zhuang Jingting was one of them outstanding, and he came in with a beautiful woman, which immediately caused everyone to cheer.

"Zhuang Dashao, yes, hurry up and introduce us to it. ”

Xia Yurun was really embarrassed, she just wanted to be a transparent person in a low-key manner, but who knows, but it has become the focus of everyone's talk. At that moment, she just wanted to hide.

Zhuang Jingting ignored the coaxing of his friends, and directly hugged her into a private seat, "You can sit here for a while." ”

"Well, okay, thank you. Xia Yurun's face was so hot that it couldn't be done.

Zhuang Jingting shook his head helplessly, then squatted down, gently held her feet, and took off his high heels from her feet.

Xia Yurun: "......"

and Fu Sichen, who witnessed everything in the elegant seat next door: "......"

"If the shoes don't fit, don't wear them, don't care too much about other people's eyes, your own comfort is the most important thing. ”

Xia Yurun looked at his face unexpectedly, he always had a faint smile on his face, he was a gentleman, his upbringing was excellent, and his gentleness really came out of his bones.

"Thank you......"

Zhuang Jingting interrupted: "You have said thank you many, many times, then I will say again that you don't need to thank you, it's just a gesture." ”

Xia Yurun was a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and lightly touched.

"Wait for me, come right away. ”

Zhuang Jingting ran outside quickly in full view of everyone, saw his friends, and pleaded in a tone of please, "You play with yours, spare me." ”

The elegant seat is not closed, only half a person's high transparent glass is used to separate the elegant seat, Xia Yurun doesn't have to listen, just use her eyes to see, you can see that the people outside are pointing at her.

She sighed deeply and cupped her forehead in annoyance.

Suddenly, Zhao Yang's voice came from his ears, "Young Master, sobering medicine." ”

Xia Yurun turned his head with a spirit, surprised that his mouth could stuff an egg.

For some reason, a feeling of being a thief broke through the ground in her heart, and then took root in her body, growing savagely.

Fu Sichen blinked his eyelids in a daze, didn't speak, just stared at her tightly, even when he was taking sobering medicine, he still stared at her.

Xia Yurun was so worried by him that he moved his lips and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, like a fish in his throat.

Not far away, Fu Sichen looked down, glanced at her feet, and then smiled contemptuously, more like self-deprecation.

At that moment, Xia Yurun was so uncomfortable that it became difficult to breathe, her heart began to throb and hurt, and her eye circles were unconsciously red, and they were slightly sour.

Sure enough, she wasn't fit to wear these shoes, let alone come here.

At this time, a celebrity walked up to Fu Sichen and greeted with concern: "Fu Dashao, how are you feeling?"

Fu Sichen's gaze didn't turn away, his hand stretched out first, and he grabbed the celebrity's wrist and pulled it hard.

The celebrity exclaimed and threw herself into his arms, cautious but flattered, happy to take off, "Fu ...... Fu Da Shao ......" She shyly and timidly leaned on his chest, and even her voice trembled with excitement, "You're drunk." ”

"Didn't you just ask me if I could take you to my garden?"

"Is that okay?"

"Of course you can, beautiful scenery with beauty, let's go. ”

As he spoke, Fu Sichen stood up, took the hand of the celebrity, and staggered towards the entrance of the garden.

"Fu Dashao, you're drunk, I'll help you. ”

The celebrity held his arm, and he took advantage of the situation, and half of his body hung on the socialite's shoulder.

Zhao Yang wanted to go up to help, but was waved away by the celebrity, "I'll take care of him." ”

"Zhao Yang, don't come with me," Fu Sichen shouted loudly, he couldn't control his volume, "What am I dating you to come with?"

"......" Zhao Yang is very embarrassed, I am the eldest young master, you had better remember what you said, don't wait for the wine to wake up and scold me.