When she heard the voice calling beside her ear.
Only then did Xu Bingning's nerves, stretched taut with terror, slowly begin to relax.
She struggled to emerge from the state in which her mind had completely shut down.
Instinctively, she raised her limpid, phoenix-shaped eyes to the man whose arms she had crashed into.
Sharp brows, starry eyes, and a face as handsome as polished jade.
His features were as striking and finely sculpted as an ancient Greek statue, so perfect that she could not find even the slightest flaw.
Above all, his calm, unhurried air of authority, as though everything lay within his control, exuded a lethal attraction.
Xu Bingning's breath caught.
A rare flicker of panic crossed her icy, beautiful face.
"I... I'm fine."
"Thank you."
She forcibly suppressed the flutter in her chest and tried to maintain her usual cool, unapproachable tone, unaware of the faint stammer creeping into her voice.
As she spoke, Xu Bingning tried to straighten up out of Jiang Che's arms and put some distance between their far too intimate bodies.
But the instant she moved.
"Ah!"
A searing, tearing pain shot through her ankle, making the icy CEO suck in a sharp breath on the spot.
Her slender body, not yet steady on its feet, stumbled uncontrollably again.
Carried by her own momentum.
Xu Bingning spun off balance like a top and fell straight back into Jiang Che's broad, solid embrace.
This time, their contact was even more complete, even more intimate than before.
Her full, peach-shaped bottom, tightly encased in black stockings, pressed directly against Jiang Che's thigh...
In her panicked flight earlier, wearing red-soled heels seven centimeters high.
Xu Bingning had missed her footing and badly sprained her ankle. Now, she could not put even the slightest weight on it.