Gu Siting's palm was dry, gripping onto Ming Yao's wrist as if it were a circle of burning hot iron.
He pulled her up from the chair.
Just as Gu Siting was about to lead Ming Yao away, the next second, a smooth and slender palm reached out towards her other hand.
Ming Yao was held by two men at the same time.
Other people in the cafe turned to look in their direction.
The trio, with the woman stunningly beautiful and the men exceptionally handsome, truly drew the eye.
But the current situation was clearly a case of two men competing for one woman.
Ming Yao did not like being gawked at like a zoo monkey and tried to withdraw her hands from the two men.
But each gripped tighter than the other.
"Xiao Yao, come with me!" Yun Zhuo's voice was clear and melodious as he spoke.
Gu Siting's brows pressed down, his narrow eyes spreading like spilled ink, dense and dark with no end in sight, "Ming Yao, come with me!"
Neither was willing to give in.
