The man held her waist and body, naturally pressing against her from behind. She was only wearing a thin evening dress. Standing so close to him, the warmth from his body permeated her thin clothing, gradually suffusing her back.
Zhu Qianying felt every cell in her body on high alert, tightly guarding against the man behind her.
The man affectionately rested his chin on her shoulder, watching the elderly couple on stage with envious eyes.
"I really hope, we can grow old like them one day..." He murmured.
In front of so many guests, his actions were affectionate and natural, which seemed normal to others, but Zhu Qianying remained stiff while cooperating with him.
Ever since she had awoken in Yan's arms on New Year's Day, Zhu Qianying had deliberately been avoiding any overly affectionate contact with him. He had indeed behaved himself for a while, and Zhu Qianying thought he would continue his gentlemanly manner, until her coldness drove him away.
