My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

The car quietly started and drove steadily into the night…

In the car.

Li Shengxiao half-closed his eyes, grabbed Rong Yan’s leg, and placed her foot on his knee. He naturally began to untie the straps of her high heels.

When he saw the red marks around her fair and straight calves, his eyes turned cold, and he said in an unhappy tone, “Why didn’t you tell me if you were uncomfortable?”

Was she an idiot?

Her ankles were clearly in discomfort, yet she didn’t speak up. Had she spoken up, he would have taken her away long ago!

Rong Yan didn’t expect him to take off her shoes and got embarrassed, curling her toes and trying to retract her leg, while explaining, “I’m not that uncomfortable, it’s just that I usually wear flat shoes, so I’m not used to high heels.”

Li Shengxiao grabbed her slender ankle, trapping her leg on his, not allowing her to pull away. Dominantly, he also removed the high heel from her other foot, “Next time you’re uncomfortable, you tell me! Nothing is more important than your discomfort! That includes this banquet!”

“…” Rong Yan silently stole a glance at him, the man’s brows were handsome and noble, as if he had stepped out of a medieval oil painting.

Previously, he had done the same, forcing Shi Mufeng and Rong Weiwei to apologize to her.

And he had announced in front of everyone that she was his girlfriend…

As she was lost in thought, Li Shengxiao held her foot and began to massage it.

“Hiss!” Rong Yan had been standing all day, and as soon as he touched, she immediately sucked in a breath of pain.

The tall man’s movements in his hands paused, and his brows furrowed again. He glanced at her with displeasure, “You said it wasn’t uncomfortable. Does this look like it’s not uncomfortable?”

His mouth seemed angry, but the clumsy movements of his hands were much gentler.

Rong Yan bore the soreness in her feet and pursed her lips tightly.

His palm was large, holding her foot, squeezing gently and sporadically. Even though his technique was not very professional, having someone to massage her, Rong Yan still felt the soreness on the top of her foot was relieved. The cramping in her calf muscles also gradually relaxed.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the driver pulled the car over to the side of the road and said softly from the front, “Mr. Li, we’ve arrived at the shoe store you mentioned.”

Li Shengxiao lifted his head and glanced outside the window. He placed Rong Yan’s feet back on the sofa and told her, “I’ll go down and buy you a new pair of shoes.”

“I’ll go with you,” Rong Yan immediately said.

Li Shengxiao opened the car door, pushed her back into the seat, and demanded dominantly, “You just wait for me in the car!”

Rong Yan was pressed back into her seat, watching him get out of the car and walk personally towards the roadside shoe store.

The driver stayed in the car, probably because he didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone. Rong Yan took a deep breath, hugged her knees, and the warmth of his fingers still lingered on her ankles and calves. She pursed her lips, checked the time on her phone, and said to the driver, “Please, when it’s time, just drive the car directly to this place.”

The driver looked at the location Rong Yan provided, memorized it, and replied, “Okay, no problem. Miss Rong, don’t worry.”