A faint, delicate fragrance drifted into Ye Chenfeng's nostrils—it was light and not at all cloying, likely the natural scent emanating from Jiang Mengrong's body. This made Ye Chenfeng unconsciously sniff the air; Since Jiang Mengrong was leaning quite close in front of him, her upper body slightly bent, it resulted in her neckline coming a little undone, allowing Ye Chenfeng to catch a glimpse of a dazzling white across her chest.
Ye Chenfeng was certainly no Liuxia Hui—the paragon of self-control—and he gently coughed twice, which served as a subtle hint to Jiang Mengrong.
Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng's cough, Jiang Mengrong curiously followed his gaze, lowering her head to glance down. After noticing her partly open neckline, her cheeks immediately flushed red, and she spat shyly, saying, "Men truly have such petty minds; however, I suppose you could still be considered a gentleman."
