"You're not interested? Forget it then." Chen Yiming turned to leave.
"Wait, I'm interested. I didn't say I wasn't," Shen Jia blurted out as she got out of her daze. She chased after him in her high heels.
Chen Yiming instantly turned around when he heard this.
To him, the speed of his movement was very slow, and was considered a normal speed. However, to Shen Jia, his figure had moved in the blink of an eye and she could not react in time.
Shen Jia subconsciously stopped herself, but her mind was still working slowly, and she was wearing high heels.
She stumbled and fell towards Chen Yiming.
Chen Yiming raised his arm and caught Shen Jia by her hands.
However, Shen Jia couldn't control her body which bumped straight into Chen Yiming's chest, then bounced off it.
"It hurts!" Shen Jia couldn't help but cry out in pain.
