Fu Jingyu was resting his head on Ye Fanxing's shoulder. He wasn't heavy, yet it filled Ye Fanxing with a profound sense of responsibility.
She didn't stir, just played quietly on her phone, seeing several classmates adding her on QQ, all complimenting her:
"Ye Fanxing, your hubby is so handsome! And so polite! He has no airs at all. Do you want to go out for a meal next time--my treat?"
Ye Fanxing replied: "We'll talk about it later!"
Her gaze fell on Fu Jingyu next to her, corners of her mouth curving upwards.
The man beside her felt like a luxurious brand that could turn her into the most popular person among her classmates the moment she showed him off.
Perhaps Jingyu was hoping for that outcome too, hence his impeccable manners in front of her classmates!
He always gave her face in public.
With these thoughts in mind, she clasped his hand.
Fu Jingyu responded by pulling her hand into his.