"Senior, you're selling your songs at such a high price. Are you trying to get rid of your boyfriend? You don't even dare to let him know that you're singing... Senior, believe me, you have to believe me. Don't be afraid, I can definitely help you get rid of him!" The more Song Chengjun spoke, the more agitated he became. When he said, "I can definitely help you.", he grabbed Jiang Tong's hand.
The tables in the cafe were not big to begin with, and Song Chengjun easily held Jiang Tong's hand. On the other side of the corridor, Bai Mu, who was just a few meters away from Song Chengjun, stopped in his tracks and looked at Jiang Tong and Song Chengjun.
