Mo Yongheng pulled his lips into a straight line and did not speak. He was focused on treating her swollen ankle.
He reminded her calmly, "Ice it today, every alternate day you have to change it to a heat pack. It will reduce the swelling more effectively if you don't wear heels or the next few days."
"No! Heels are my life!" Zheng Yan replied immediately.
"…"
There was such a theory as heels are her life?
He frowned. "You aren't short."
He meant that there is no need for her to wear heels, especially when her ankle was swollen.
Who knew that Zheng Yan who was as obedient as a kitten, would stick out one finger and shake it.
"No, no, no. You don't know women. To us women, heels are not just a pair of shoes, they are a form of weapon. It allows us to become more intellectual, sexy and charming. Most importantly, they can also be used for self-defense when I meet bad people. I can knock them out with my heels!"