The atmosphere suddenly turned quiet.
The two of them lay on the ground, with Li Shengxue on top of Jiang Siming.
Their position was quite ambiguous, with their faces only about five centimeters apart.
“Ah!”
Realizing the situation, Li Shengxue screamed and immediately got up from Jiang Siming. In the process, she accidentally tugged open his robe.
Seeing Jiang Siming’s perfect physique and muscles underneath, Li Shengxue felt even more embarrassed, her face turning red as she quickly stepped back several meters to distance herself from him.
“Are you alright, Mr. Jiang?”
Li Shengxue remembered that she had landed a punch on him earlier and asked with concern. She knew very well how powerful her punches were.
Jiang Siming, who was about to get up, clutched his chest and responded weakly, “I’m fine, I can manage.”
Saying this, Jiang Siming secretly pinched his own chest a few times, causing a purple bruise to appear.