He waved his hand indifferently, "As you wish."
"Thank you hus... ah."
The last "band" sound wasn't finished when Su An'an suddenly let out a low cry. Her legs weakened, almost falling onto the rocking chair. Fortunately, her quick reflexes allowed her to grab the armrest to support herself.
But regrettably, her right hand slipped and ended up pressing on his thigh...
Shen Juncheng's body instantly tensed, and he immediately looked at her.
Su An'an looked up just as startled, and caught his gaze unexpectedly.
The distance was just over a foot away, close enough that he seemed to feel her shallow breaths and the inexplicable fragrance emanating from her...
Su An'an blinked, finally realizing what had happened, and her ear tips quickly turned red.
She stood up hurriedly, explaining, "It wasn't intentional, I was going to take my leave but it seemed like something hit my knee, causing my leg to weaken, and I couldn't stand steadily, so..."
"I know," he calmly interrupted her,
