Wen Sheng: ...
She really wanted to sock Fu Yanlin.
He's making it so obvious, fearing that others wouldn't notice?
Su Jingyu's ears were so red that she buried her head in her phone, browsing social media gossip.
Chen Xi was eating popcorn alone, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Even though the atmosphere was awkward, the sweet and sickly taste of public displays of affection still made her feel uncomfortable, especially when she couldn't share it with others.
She sneakily glanced at Fu Yanlin in the driver's seat, thinking, "This Mr. Fu really knows how to play. Calling him 'Xiao Fu'? Who in Jiangzhou would dare to call him that?"
Usually, he's domineering and cold, but in private, he was like a puppy begging for attention from Sister Sheng.
She stealthily glanced at Wen Sheng again, really curious - how did Sister Sheng manage to tame such a wild and unconventional man so well?
What is love in this world that one can conquer another?
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