Yan Rusheng was so handsome, wealthy, gentle and thoughtful. Was God being fair? Why?
Xuxu bent down and peered at the man squatting in front of her. Her mouth was slightly agape for his actions thoroughly took her by surprise.
Was he… Yan Rusheng?
"Done." Yan Rusheng rose and flashed a gentle smile at her.
Gentle and affectionate.
Xuxu reverted to her composed and indifferent attitude the moment Yan Rusheng stood up. She bent her head so that she could avoid others' inquisitive looks.
She didn't overestimate her own willpower, so she clenched her fingers tightly until they were slightly numb.
Her gaze would inadvertently sweep past the man's feet. She noticed his impeccable and clean leather shoes.
Yan Rusheng kept Xuxu close and safe beside him. After collecting their 3D glasses, they entered the dimly lighted hall. He mustered his courage and grabbed Xuxu's wrist.
