Her feet hurt more and more, which made her tears flow. Now she can't take it as it comes.

She climbed to the door, picked up the high-heeled shoes she had just taken off and knocked heavily on the door: "my foot is hurt. I want to go to the hospital to see a doctor..."

She was screaming as she knocked, but there was still silence outside the door.

Locked in the conference room, she was so angry that her feet were bare and painful that her hands were numb. She had no place to vent her anger. She raised her shoes, aimed at the window of the conference room, and hit it heavily with all her strength.

I don't know whether it was her poor eyesight or the direction of her hand. She wanted to hit the shoes on the window. I don't know how. She hit the chandelier in the conference room accurately. She used too much force. The chandelier was directly hit by her. The conference room was dark immediately, and then heard a sound of "Ping Ping Ping".

She was even more angry. The security guard outside the door bullied her. Unexpectedly, even her own shoes were bullying her.

She will continue to smash the window, through the dim light of the moon from the glass window.

She looked around the conference room. It was empty. There were no other things except tables and chairs. She saw her shoes fall on the conference table and got up to pick up the shoes and continue to smash the window.

As soon as she got up and didn't lift her feet to walk, her feet were in deep pain. She endured the pain of her bare feet and limped for two steps. Her sprained left foot was directly inserted into the soles of her feet by a sharp object. A burst of deep pain came. Then she felt a warm night flowing out of her soles.

She immediately realized that her left foot without shoes was stabbed by the debris from her broken chandelier. She didn't dare to walk forward, endured the pain, and hurried back in an independent way, back to the original place to sit down.

After sitting down, she picked up her left foot with both hands. Through the dim light, she saw that the sole of her whole foot had been dyed red.

She knew that no one would pay attention to her when she asked someone to open the door. Now she had to pull out the sharp objects on her feet first.

She lifted her left foot and put it on her right foot. Her right hand slowly touched the bleeding place and touched a hard object. She clenched her teeth, shed tears and endured the pain. She slowly pulled it out. It was a sharp fragment, which should be the fragment from the chandelier.

After the fragments were pulled out from the soles of the feet, the blood was flowing. The stockings on the soles of the feet had been dyed red and sticky.

She wanted to stop bleeding. There was no paper towel in the meeting room. It was empty.

She took down the stockings and tied them to her injured foot in the dark.

She was hungry again, and her left foot was so painful that she couldn't control her tears.

But soon, she forced herself not to cry and laugh.

Because she successfully planted a piece of green grass on Lu Tian's head today.

She was locked in the conference room at 2 p.m., her mobile phone was confiscated and she didn't have any communication tools. She didn't know what happened next.

She just guessed that when Lu Tianyi caught her back, Chen Yuxin must have been sleeping by the God of singing.

Thinking of this, she gave two piercing sneers.

Her goal has been achieved. Why not hurt her foot a little? I want to see Chen Yuxin cry and Lu Tianyi's jokes with a smile.

I can't cry. Thinking about this, she fell on the floor like a madman and laughed

She didn't know how long she had laughed. She felt tired and wanted to close her eyes and have a rest.

The door of the conference room was opened, someone pushed it open, and then dazzling light came in from the outside.