Chapter 9: You Carry Me!

  Does your foot hurt?

  Serves you right!

  Who made you become unreasonable?

  Do you still expect me to care about your foot pain and hand pain? You're not my mother, nor are you my wife!

  Gao Fei sneered inwardly and was about to say "serves you right" when Shen Yinbing's words shut him up: "I can pay for it!"

  Gao Fei's eyes lit up: "Pay? Ha! A great man is unyielding and cannot be swayed by wealth or luxury - tell me, if I were to escort you to the parking lot over there, how much would you pay?"

  Shen Yinbing elegantly stretched out a middle finger, just before Gao Fei could retort back, and then stretched out an index finger. Two white fingers, as pale as scallions, flashed twice in front of his eyes.

  "My god, beauties are just beauties, even their fingers are so tempting, I really want to take a bite!"

  Gao Fei cursed silently in his heart and glared: "What? Twenty bucks, you think I'll help you walk that far!?"

  "Y-yes, two hundred."

  "Two hundred? Ha! What a windfall! This silly girl must have water in her brain or she's extremely rich."

  Gao Fei was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm: "Pay first. Add fifty."

  "Oh."

  Shen Yinbing obediently nodded, took out her wallet from a small bag, found two 100-yuan bills and one 50-yuan bill, and handed them to Gao Fei.

  "Getting money so easily, it can't be fake, right?"

  Gao Fei picked up the money, took a glance at it and put it into his pocket before lending a helping hand.

  Shen Yin Bing lightly bit her lip, her hands clasped around Gao Fei's arm, and she slowly stood up on tiptoes with her left foot.

  Because Shen Yinbing tightly hugged Gao Fei's right arm, he clearly felt a very elastic and fullness, his heart fluttered, and he quickly muttered 'collecting money, helping people to eliminate disasters, don't have wild thoughts, to avoid being struck by lightning' then looked up towards the east.

  "Is the parking lot over there? So far away, charging you 250 is already a bargain."

  He was talking loudly, but felt his right arm sink, looked down and saw Shen Yinbing squatting on the ground again, and asked in a bad mood: "What's wrong again?"

  "My...my feet hurt so much I can barely walk."

  "Really? Then why didn't I feel any pain?"

  Gao Fei said with a cool tone, looking at her right foot: The beautiful foot wearing the silver-studded high-heeled shoes was already visibly swollen at the ankle, apparently dislocated, and the pain made her whole body shudder.

  "Isn't it just dislocated? Is this an exaggeration?"

  Gao Fei furrowed his brow: "Or are you going to give me some more money for a massage, and I'll help you get back in place?"

  Gao Fei patted his chest and vowed that this dislocation was a piece of cake for him, and he could fix it in seconds.

  However, Shen Yinbing resolutely refused: "I, I don't need you!"

  "Don't even think about it, you think I'm eager to touch your stinky feet?"

  Gao Fei knew she didn't believe in herself to give her a position, and didn't insist. Anyway, it wasn't him who was in pain. He just curled his lips and asked: "So what do you say we should do?"

  I'm going to see a doctor!

  "How to go? You can't even walk."

  "You, you..."

  "Shen Yinbing bit her lip and looked around before whispering: 'You, take me to the parking lot over there.'"

  Gao Fei glared at him, shouting in surprise: "What? You want me to carry you over? Have you made a mistake - I can carry you over, but you have to add another 200, otherwise forget it!"