"My feet hurt." Lu Xinyi complained. Her head pressed against her husband's arm as he listened to another man's mumblings about current affairs. Shen Yi was also bored to death, but he must keep up a face because it would bring a bad name to their company if he shrugged them off.
Lu Xinyi wasn't used to wearing high heels, and right now, she was tempted to throw away her shoes and release her feet from their confinements.
"Why don't you take a seat somewhere near? I'll follow you shortly," he whispered back.
"Okay," she agreed.
She turned to find an available seat for her and saw one few meters away from them. She tripped a little because of her pointed high heels as she walked towards the seat.
"Damn witch shoes," Lu Xinyi cursed.
If they weren't in an important function, she would have ditched these pair of shoes from hell. They were comfy on her feet, but they kept making her trip when she walked.
