Jiang Xun was speechless.
What was this man trying to do?
Was he trying to determine the circumference of her ring finger like this?
Then, Jiang Xun dispelled this idea.
How could he be so accurate?
He probably just happened to mention marriage, so he touched her ring finger now to take a look.
After that, Mufeng tapped on his phone and texted something to someone.
Both of them had watched the movie and occasionally lowered their heads to daydream. Jiang Xun understood very well.
Moreover, he might have a job.
When Mufeng was working, he did not care about working days or holidays. He was even worse than those with a 996 schedule.
He shouldn't be turning on his phone casually in the cinema.
It was dark in the theater, and the light from the phone could easily affect the audience.
