Xia Pengpeng suddenly held Mu Xingye's hand, and the smile on her face grew a bit stiff, "Just holding hands, that's all."
She didn't want Mu Xingye to reveal what had happened yesterday!
Just thinking about last night, that gaze, she felt like her soul had left her body!
That image, she would never forget it for the rest of her life.
Mu Xingye remained silent, as if he agreed.
"Looks like holding hands doesn't trigger an allergic reaction anymore!" Wen Yanqing concluded.
Xia Pengpeng let go of Mu Xingye's hand, holding back tears, and touched her forehead.
As if nothing had happened, Mu Xingye asked Xia Pengpeng, "Weren't you going to file a police report?"
"Yes, I was planning to leave after dinner, which is why I specifically asked you for half a day off," Xia Pengpeng immediately nodded.
Last night was extra time, so she would consider today's half day as compensation!
"No need to ask for leave, I'll go with you," Mu Xingye said, and then he stood up and went upstairs.
