Xiao Bailu discomfortably turned her face to hide her guilt: "Because she was worried that your company would have negative news! After all, I was with me that case, okay?"

Huo Tingzun snorted, not commenting.

Obviously I don't believe it.

But he didn't say anything, but leaned over and opened the shoe box, took out the new shoes he had just bought, and prepared to put them on.

Who knew that when Xiao Bailu saw the new shoes, she exploded: "Huo Tingzun, do you deliberately disgusted me? Why did you buy such ugly shoes? Is this what people wear? It's ugly and terrifying."

Although Xiao Bailu's words were a bit exaggerated, her dislike for the shoes was from the bottom of her heart and true.

Huo Tingzun's lips twitched hard.

His hands holding his shoes froze in the air.

Almost gritted her teeth and asked her: "Is it that ugly? Just a pair of shoes, isn't it enough to wear them comfortably?"

Xiao Bailu: "Of course not. Please, are you a little aesthetic? If you don't buy so many beautiful and comfortable shoes in the mall, you want to make a pair of ugly ones. Are you afraid that I won't pay for you to buy shoes?"

Huo Tingzun was so choked that he was about to get angry.

Thinking of her being injured, I endured it and finally managed to hold back my temper: "You don't have to pay. You can see if you can wear the size first. If you don't, I'll change it."

This attitude is gentle enough.

So when Wu Feifei heard the door, she felt a little frustrated for Huo Tingzun.

You should know that when a man picks shoes, she watched the whole process.

She knows the most carefully and carefully the man chooses.

The reason why the man later chose this pair of flat shoes that were not so good-looking was because he wanted Xiao Bailu's injured foot to walk more comfortably, and he also asked the luxury brand to make some improvements on the spot and widen them a little so that it would be more suitable for putting on and taking off.

But Huo Tingzun did so much, and all he sent to this woman was ignored, just like holding a treasure and being treated like dust.

Wu Feifei felt even more uncomfortable than Huo Tingzun.

However, Xiao Bailu did not feel sorry for Huo Tingzun and ruined his intentions. Instead, she looked at the ugly shoes like "board drag" in Huo Tingzun's hand with a depressed look: "No, I can't breathe even more and more. Huo Tingzun, why are your taste getting worse and worse? I can't stand it. I will die if I don't wear high heels, but I will really die. Please go to the sidewalk outside to pick up my high heels. Thank you!"

Huo Tingzun took a deep breath.

Silence for a few seconds.

He spoke lightly: "Women also like to say they are going to die on the bed, but no woman is really dead. So, you won't die if you don't wear high heels. Just wear this pair and don't make trouble again."

Xiao Bailu's beautiful phoenix eyes were so shocked that she widened her.

Damn, when did Huo Tingzun become so arrogant?

Actually, what kind of thing is used as a metaphor?

Ahhhh I can't stand it, it's so sexy.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You are too shameless, you don't want to help, so why do you say something slutty? I'll go out to pick it up by myself. Humph, I don't want you to help."

Just as I was about to stand up on the table.

Huo Tingzun immediately stepped forward and pushed her back to the chair.

He looked angry and helpless: "Must wear high heels?"

Xiao Bailu: "Hmm."

High heels are a great weapon for women in the workplace. When wearing it, she feels that she is 1.8 meters tall and can rely on anyone but herself, and fight in the workplace where men have the advantage for 300 rounds without complaining about being tired.

Isn’t she just holding on to the little pearl in the past three years?
Chapter completed!