Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The girl also knew that she had bumped into someone, so she covered her mouth and apologized.

Lu Wanchu shook her head, did not speak, and glanced at her sore ankle.

Fu Yixing strode forward and clasped Lu Wanchu's arms with both hands, his eyes fell on her sprained ankle, and his cold eyes fell on the woman.

The girl who bumped into Lu Wanchu was startled, "I'm sorry..."

This man must be the boyfriend of the woman she bumped into. His eyes are too scary.

"It's okay, let's go."

Lu Wanchu said in a low voice, the girl apologized again, and then ran away, and the man who had just quarreled chased after her.

"You can let me go."

Lu Wanchu looked back at Fu Yixing and said softly.

She didn't know what happened to herself just now, she wanted to escape everything for no reason, and nothing happened.

Fu Yixing hummed softly, and let go of Lu Wanchu.

Lu Wanchu thanked her, and was about to walk forward, when her ankle hurt, she looked uncomfortable.

At first I thought it was just a slight sprain, nothing serious, but now I found out that my ankle was swollen badly.

Fu Yixing bent down and lifted Lu Wanchu's foot, "Are you sprained?"

Lu Wanchu's cheeks blushed, and she unnaturally wanted to withdraw her feet. Fu Yixing had already let go of her, stood up straight and looked at her, "I'll carry you."

"No, it's just a trivial matter, and it will be fine in a while."

"You are a doctor, don't you know your own situation?"

Fu Yixing smiled coldly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Lu Wanchu lowered her eyes, "It's really fine."

She didn't have the confidence to say this, and her feet were hurt more than expected.

"I can... ah..."

Lu Wanchu was just about to say that he could just rub her, but before he could say anything, Fu Yixing squatted down in front of her, ignoring her objections, and put her on his back, supporting her with his hands.

"Fu Yixing, let me down."

Lu Wanchu was terrified, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab Fu Yixing's shoulder, for fear that she would fall off.

"Don't let go, just wait."

Fu Yixing spoke without looking back, his voice was low and hoarse.

Lu Wanchu only felt that she could clearly feel the temperature of his body by staying on his back, which made her blush.

"Fu Yixing, whether you let it go or not, if you don't let it go, I won't talk to you anymore."

Having never been on his back, Lu Wanchu was as uncomfortable as possible.

Fu Yixing stopped, looked back at Lu Wanchu, and smiled mockingly, "Ignore me? It's not the first time for you."

Lu Wanchu's tongue seemed to be tied up, and she didn't know what she just said.

"You put me down first, there is a seller not far away, you put me there."

Lu Wanchu looked not far away, there happened to be a small stall selling things there, she could be put down, and she could rub her ankles herself, so Fu Yixing wouldn't have to carry her on his back.

Fu Yixing looked at the booth not far away, and walked over.

The stalls are small stalls selling ice cream, some snacks, and freshly squeezed juices.

Fu Yixing put down Lu Wanchu, who sat on a small bench next to the booth and ordered two glasses of juice from the boss.

Lu Wanchu lowered her head, not daring to look at Fu Yixing's expression at all. She lifted the corners of her skirt, revealing a pair of slender and straight legs. The white ankles on the silver flat sandals were already swollen.