Liu Chen's massage played a crucial role, much to Yan Jiajia's surprise, as she hadn't expected Liu Chen's technique to be so effective for sprains.
Seeing the infatuated look in the other's eyes, Yan Jiajia's face immediately flushed red.
"Pervert, lecher!"
Yan Jiajia angrily said, then kicked Liu Chen away and, after glaring fiercely at him, turned around and left.
They had already reached the academic building, and Liu Chen's earlier massage had almost fully healed Yan Jiajia's sprain—she could walk without any issue.
Liu Chen touched his nose and spread his hands, showing his helplessness.
"Just looking won't cause any loss, and it's not like you'll lose a few pounds. Besides, don't all girls like to lose weight? Losing a few pounds would be even better!"
