Qin Hao answered the phone, "Hello, what's wrong, Auntie?"
Feng Xiangyi said with some difficulty, "Xiao Hao, I twisted my ankle. Do you have time to come over?"
Qin Hao frowned, "What happened? Wait for me, I'll be right there."
Feng Xiangyi, "I twisted it getting out of the elevator because of my high heels."
Qin Hao also had been planning to ask her about the land for the building since the design for the Emperor Building exceeded that of ordinary buildings, and an average plot probably wouldn't suffice.
He had Leng Xuan drive him to Feng Xiangyi's residential complex.
Arriving at Feng Xiangyi's place, she was sitting on the couch, her complexion a bit pale, one foot raised, with the ankle completely swollen.
Qin Hao walked over, saw her ankle, and asked in surprise, "Auntie, how did you twist it so badly?"
