Ye Xiaomeng was in tears from the pain.
"Alright, just be careful," He Ming stood up and said to Ye Xiaomeng.
"You're leaving just like that?" Ye Xiaomeng heard his words and realized he intended to leave.
"Then what else should I do? Your foot isn't seriously injured. Let me give you some honest advice: don't wear such high heels with such thin heels in the future. They're trouble waiting to happen," He Ming thought women were nothing but trouble, always causing issues wherever they went.
"You're the one who caused me to twist my ankle, so you should be responsible for taking me home," Ye Xiaomeng was a bit unreasonable, but she had waited for a long time without a car in sight. She didn't want to wait any longer, so she decided to rely on this man to take her home.
"Is your name Rogue?" He Ming found this situation inexplicable. "Forget it, I don't have anything important to do anyway. Get in the car."