Mu Nuan was a little dumbfounded listening to her words. What time of day it is now, it's weird to twist your ankle and still think about winning or losing!
"Okay, okay, is your foot okay?" Mu Nuan asked with concern.
An Yimo waved his hand and said depressedly, "It's not a major problem, it's a minor problem. My feet hurt so much now..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she made a move to fall into Mu Nuan's arms.
"Secretary An, you should ask for comfort from the tall man next to you." Sheng Mourui pulled Mu Nuan into his arms and hugged her domineeringly, smiling half-heartedly.
An Yimo's hands froze in mid-air. Listening to the CEO's words, the corners of her mouth twitched and she immediately put away her pitiful expression. She didn't want to ask Dugu Chen for comfort.
Dugu Chen looked at An Yimo indifferently and said nothing.
Because An Yimo injured his foot, the four of them had to find a place to rest first. Fortunately, it was not bare. There was a small hotel and a convenience store.
When Dugu Chen took the medicine to An Yimo's room, An Yimo was lying on the sofa watching TV. When she heard the doorbell ringing, she dragged her right foot to open the door. She was a little surprised to see it was Dugu Chen. She thought it was Dugu Chen.
Mu Nuan is here to deliver medicine.
She couldn't help but purse her lips. The CEO was too possessive!
Dugu Chen glanced at her lightly and walked in. An Yimo followed slowly, "Thank you for bringing the medicine. Give me the medicine and I will do it myself."
She didn't dare to trouble him to give her medicine.
"Come here, sit down." Dugu Chen ignored her words and still sat there without moving.
An Yimo frowned, and finally walked over and sat down. She hoped that the injury on her foot would heal quickly, otherwise they would not go out to play because of her, and she would feel very guilty.
"Take off your shoes."
"I can do it myself." An Yimo didn't have the slippers to obey.
Dugu Chen's eyes were slightly cold, "Do you think I am willing to help you apply the medicine because I want your feet to heal quickly? Do you want Sheng Mou Rui and Mu Nuan to wait for you?"
An Yimo took a deep breath and glared at him. Did he mean that she stopped them all from going out to play? She didn't twist her foot on purpose. She lost the game because she twisted her foot. He actually said that.
"I can apply the medicine myself, so I won't bother you." An Yimo turned her face away and said coldly. She could apply the medicine herself just as quickly. It's not like she dropped her hands.
Hearing the anger in her words, Dugu Chen didn't care about her. Without her consent, he bent down and grabbed her legs with both hands and put them on his lap. An Yimo's reflex was to struggle.
"If you move again, I will pinch your sore spot." Dugu Chen's tone was full of threats and warnings.
An Yimo took a deep breath, how could this person be so arrogant and domineering? She even said that he didn't need to apply medicine. Why did he still make his own decisions, bastard!
Dugu Chen held her legs with one hand, took the medicinal wine with the other hand and sprinkled it on her sprained area, and then started to rub it gently.
An Yimo was not embarrassed at all. Instead, she naturally leaned on the sofa and used the corner of her eye to watch him rub her feet. This seemed to be the first time since she was a child that someone had helped her apply medicine like this.
Her mother passed away when she was very young, and she has been following her father ever since. Her father was a rough man and taught her from an early age that she should do her own thing, so when she was injured in Taekwondo when she was a child, she would always give herself medicine.
While helping her apply the medicine, Dugu Chen looked at her thin and tender feet. She looked quite tall, but she had a pair of small and delicate feet.