"Ouch!"
Mu Weishuang deliberately stumbled to the ground as she approached the two bodyguards.
At that moment, a bodyguard hurried forward and held Mu Weishuang's slender waist.
Mu Weishuang blushed and shyly said, "Thank you!"
"Miss, this grass is not suitable for high heels," the bodyguard chuckled.
Mu Weishuang limped to a nearby bench, sat down, took off her broken high heels, and rubbed her ankle. "I think I twisted my foot."
"Miss, do you want to go to the hospital?" The bodyguard, seeing such a top beauty like Mu Weishuang, instantly felt a spark, wondering if he could ask her out.
"Is it feasible? I see there are many people here, you must be busy, right?" Mu Weishuang hesitated.
The bodyguard chuckled, "It's fine, my job is quite relaxing."
After saying that, he turned to his companion, "You stay here and watch over the young master while I take the lady to the hospital."
