After Yun Nishang and Ruan Mianmian's figures had completely disappeared, only Jiang Che and Xu Bingning remained in the vast lounge area.
Jiang Che lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on the seductress in his arms, whose pretty face had turned bright red.
He deliberately put a little distance between them, putting on the air of a proper gentleman.
"Miss Xu, do you feel any better now?"
"Can you try taking a couple of steps on your own?"
Hearing his concerned question, Xu Bingning's ears grew faintly hot.
She forcibly suppressed the shyness in her heart, trying her best to maintain the aloof image of an iceberg goddess on her face.
"I... I'll try."
Xu Bingning bit her rosy lower lip and tried to use his support to stand up from Jiang Che's arms.
She cautiously took a step forward with her left leg, intending to walk a couple of steps.
However, the moment she moved—
"Gasp—!"
A tearing, bone-piercing pain instantly shot through her left ankle, making her suck in a sharp breath on the spot.
Xu Bingning staggered and completely lost her balance.
Just as she was about to fall onto the cold marble floor in an utterly embarrassing manner, Jiang Che reacted swiftly.
His powerful arm shot forward, steadily wrapping around her slender waist.
Pulled by that force, Xu Bingning's soft, delicate body, carrying a cool and faint fragrance, fell back into that broad, solid chest.
Looking at the iceberg CEO in his arms, whose eyes had reddened from the pain, Jiang Che's gaze flickered as he took the initiative to suggest, "Miss Xu, I learned a few massage techniques for treating injuries when I was younger."
"Your injury looks serious. How about I give you a simple massage and set the bone back in place?"