"I'm fine with it. Besides, I'm already used to such heights. You don't know the shoes I used to wear on the runway…"
Before Mao Nana could finish speaking, Qu Xiujie had already pulled her hand and stuffed it into his arms. His attitude was firm. "You don't have to wear such high heels in front of me. With me around, I won't let you suffer so much."
Mao Nana was stunned by Qu Xiujie's domineering boyfriend power. She did not think that there was anything unusual about this pair of high heels and was pulled into his embrace in front of so many people.
"Uncle, I…"
"What about you? I'll do whatever I say. Just listen to me."
Qu Xiujie said in a low voice as he looked at Old master Qu who was standing not far away from Mao Nana. His lips curled into a faint smile but his eyes were filled with doting love for Mao Nana. This little woman could do her own business or be Qu Xiujie's woman.
