Smart people sometimes don't need many words; just one look can reach mutual understanding between two men, making them more careful to protect the women by their sides.
Ye Xinxin was entirely in a state of excitement and didn't notice the change in her man; Su Wenyue also carelessly forgot herself, eyeing the lively crowd, especially the exquisite flower lanterns on the arena, wanting to move forward a bit, only to be encircled by Han Yu.
Su Wenyue looked up at Han Yu, a bit puzzled and confused. Han Yu usually paid attention to his image when outside, maintaining a serious demeanor; why was he acting so, um, clingy today? He had been holding her hand the whole time and didn't want to let go, and now he was wrapping his arms around her waist, a bit too intimately. Even Su Wenyue herself felt somewhat embarrassed.
