Jing Dezhen kicked the table, lost his balance, staggered backwards a few steps, and there was a chair behind him. He fell back onto the chair and the inertia slid it back, making a 'plop' as the chair tipped over.
He crashed down, legs up in the air.
"…" A series of actions took less than three seconds, and everyone in the room felt like crows were flying over their heads.
Qiu Baihe snapped out of her daze after a while, standing up, "Dezhen! What happened? Are you okay?"
Only then did Qiu Baihe rush over to help him up.
"…" Jing Dezhen, awkwardly spread his legs from the chair in a wide stance and reluctantly picked himself up from the ground.
With legs apart and back hunched, he embarrassedly smiled at Lu Ming.
"President Lu! Sorry! Please continue eating! I...I'll… be right back!"
"…"
Qiu Baihe was still in a daze, "How did you fall just like that?" She helped Jing Dezhen back to his room, completely baffled.
"…"
