Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 79
　Ding——The elevator, shining with drunken paper and golden light, slowly opened, and there were many women in expensive designer dresses standing inside.

An Zihao ignored the surprised gazes around him and walked into the elevator. Looking at Gu Qianyi who was still standing outside the elevator, he couldn't help but frown.

"Idiot, what are you still doing there?"

Gu Qianyi shook her head, and just as she was about to step into the elevator, the elevator door slowly closed.

She stood where she was, with a nervous look on her face: "Poisonous tongue..."

　 Phew——a childish hand suddenly appeared from the crack of the slowly closing elevator door.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of exclamations in the elevator.

Ding ding ding --- the elevator door opened slowly, but An Zihao who was standing at the door kept kicking.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, she quickly stepped into the elevator and held An Zihao's hand: "You, are you alright?"

The women in the elevator gritted their teeth and looked at the man and woman in front of them, feeling a little annoyed. If they knew they would press the button to open the elevator, they could get the attention of the national husband.

An Zihao withdrew his hand unnaturally, and slightly turned his head away: "I'm fine."

The elevator closed slowly again, and the elevator fell silent in an instant.

Many women in the elevator stood beside An Zihao, squeezing him intentionally or unintentionally.

An Zihao frowned in displeasure, but he didn't say anything, letting the women around him crowd him intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman in the elevator seemed to feel that An Zihao in front of her was easy to bully, from being squeezed to stepping on with high heels.

An Zihao dodged several high-heeled shoes calmly, but was stepped on by the sharp high-heeled shoes.

Bang, wall thump - Gu Qianyi rudely pushed away the woman blocking An Zihao, and quickly put one hand on the wall of the small elevator.

Seeing Gu Qianyi who suddenly appeared, the women retreated from An Zihao one after another, staring at An Zihao with unwilling faces.

An Zihao lowered his head, looking at the obvious black mark on the sneakers, his small face instantly turned cold.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qianyi looked at An Zihao's feet worriedly. She had seen the behavior of those women just now, but she didn't realize that these rich and powerful people would do such despicable things. .

An Zihao slowly raised his cold face, and he quickly took off the big black frame. He tilted his neck and made a series of clicking sounds. His cold eyes flashed past the woman in the elevator.

"Something happened."

The women standing in the elevator took a few steps back silently, and they all huddled in a corner. Seeing the emotion in An Zihao's cold eyes, they were actually scared!
Gu Qianyi was stunned for a second, then squatted down and looked at An Zihao's foot that had been stepped on by the high heel: "Is there something wrong? Does it hurt here? Take off your shoes and let me take a look."

An Zihao shrank his feet back, and an unnatural blush appeared on his face: "No need."

The women who were huddled in the corner of the elevator stretched out their hands to wipe their eyes, not caring about the eye shadow on their eyes at all, until they looked back and forth several times before they were sure.

The man squatting at the feet of the ugly monster in front of him, showing concern everywhere is Di Shao An Zihao!
For a moment, the elevator was filled with the woman's painful cries.

"Oh, my feet hurt too."

"No, no, my feet hurt!"

"My feet hurt the most. I sprained my feet before."

"Mr. An, it's not convenient for me to squat down, can you help me look at my feet?"

(End of this chapter)