In the hotel lobby, many people were present, most of whom Jiang Xiaorou did not know, as her usual social circle was not quite like her mentor's. It was better that she did not know them, as Jiang Xiaorou was not fond of high-profile events.
At this time, Shen Yancheng felt a bit lighthearted, still holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand. Truthfully, it was his first time holding a girl's hand. He didn't know if he had done it before his memory loss, but definitely not after.
Holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand felt like holding the hand of a loved one. He couldn't help but pay attention to her, care about her, her every frown and smile capturing his gaze. He had forgotten the purpose of coming here today, his eyes fixated on the smiling Jiang Xiaorou; her laughter was genuinely delightful.
Jiang Xiaorou turned around and saw the complex look in Shen Yancheng's eyes, feeling awkward, she let go of his hand.
"Sorry, I wasn't thinking much just now when I grabbed your hand. Do you..." mind?