Upon hearing Mo Xiuchen's words, Cheng Jia's body slightly stiffened.
Her face subtly turned pale. It was like a sharp knife had ruthlessly pierced through her heart; the pain was acute and unbearable.
She really should've avoided it, chose not to witness their lovey-dovey behavior.
But, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the man she loved, standing right before her, expressing his deep affection towards another woman with his utmost indulgence.
The more her heart ached, the more she wanted to see.
Wen Ran seemingly didn't notice Cheng Jia's stiff body. Upon hearing Mo Xiuchen's words, she beamed so cheerfully and said, "Xiuchen, you are so kind."
"Let's have dinner first. Without a full stomach, how would one have the energy for a movie?"
The corners of Mo Xiuchen's eyes crinkled, fully displaying an affectionate smile.
Leading Wen Ran to the seat not far away from them, he turned his head and could see everything clearly.