fortunately, an arm reached out in time and wrapped itself around mu weiwei's waist. the arm held her in place and prevented her from falling to the ground.
"ouch ... it hurts!"
mu weiwei clutched the man's arm tightly and grimaced in pain.
fu linchen frowned. " what happened? " your leg is injured?"
without waiting for mu weiwei's reply, he crouched down and pinched one of mu weiwei's feet, which was wearing a high heel, to examine it carefully.
" ouch, don't ... don't massage me. it hurts ... " mu weiwei could not help but gasp.
fu linchen pressed on her ankle and said, " "you sprained your ankle. you must have twisted it when you hit me just now. why are you wearing such high heels? even if you're short, there's no need to use such a dangerous method to forcefully increase your height."
as he spoke, he could not help but frown.