Shen Yuting's gaze swept across Mo Xiuchen, her smile radiant as she looked at Wen Ran.
Wen Ran's hand was still clasped within Mo Xiuchen's broad palm. She lightly struggled, but the man beside her didn't seem to intend to let go. She looked up and met his eyes brimming with smiles.
It seemed as if he had been waiting for her to look up and meet his gaze.
No extra words were needed, just that second of mutual eye contact was enough to make others envious to the point of jealousy.
Shen Yuting chuckled softly and teased, "Ranran, it seems I made a huge mistake letting you bring Mo Xiuchen along. Displaying your affection like this, is it really okay?"
Wen Ran avoided Mo Xiuchen's gaze, suddenly feeling the sun extra scorching, heating up her face. She glared at Shen Yuting, then forced a smile and said, "Sister Ting, didn't you want to buy clothes? Let's go."
Shen Yuting nodded and glanced at Mo Xiuchen. She suddenly took Wen Ran by the hand and joked: