Just as they were talking, Qiao Mo's phone rang: "Sorry."
She glanced at the phone; seeing it was Fu Nancheng calling again, Qiao Mo hung up and put the phone away.
The two continued dancing nonchalantly, and Jin Chengbin didn't ask further questions.
At this moment, Fu Nancheng had already arrived at the hotel. Seeing that faint green silhouette, his gaze turned even colder.
After a short while, Qiao Mo let out a muffled groan, feeling a pain in her foot.
Jin Chengbin immediately supported her: "How about it? Are you okay?"
Qiao Mo withdrew her hand and shook her head: "I'm fine, it seems the heel broke."
"Let me take a look."
Saying this, Jin Chengbin squatted down again, reaching out to grab Qiao Mo's ankle. He gently removed her high heel, but instead of looking at the shoe right away, he caught her small foot: "Seems like it's sprained..."
Fu Nancheng's gaze grew even colder, wanting to kill someone.
