Luo Ziling quickly caught up and reached out to support Ouyang Feifei.
But Ouyang Feifei was still upset and struggled forcefully.
"Did you really sprain it?" Luo Ziling softly asked.
Ouyang Feifei, puffed up with anger, didn't want to speak.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Ziling picked Ouyang Feifei up.
Ouyang Feifei didn't expect Luo Ziling to hold her in front of everyone, and couldn't help but let out a startled cry. However, she did not struggle and let Luo Ziling lift her up.
Carrying her, Luo Ziling walked to a nearby empty chair and set her down.
He took off her high heels and then her stockings.
"Where does it hurt?" Luo Ziling prepared to give Ouyang Feifei a massage.
"The ankle area," Ouyang Feifei didn't act petulant anymore and pinched her own foot. "I think it's sprained."
"Let me give you a quick massage first. We'll treat it properly when we get back; it's hard to see clearly here."
